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Sensory deprivation or perceptual isolation is the deliberate reduction or removal of stimuli from one or more of the senses. Simple devices such as blindfolds or hoods and earmuffs can cut off sight and hearing respectively, while more complex devices can also cut off the sense of smell, touch, taste, thermoception (heat-sense), and gravity. It is very common for at least one type of sensory deprivation to occur in any BDSM session, with gags, blindfolds and hoods frequently used. Full sensory deprivation though would be considered to be a more specialized activity.
I often use at least one form of sensory deprivation in all of My scenes. As I slowly cut off one of your senses after another, removing your options, you have no choice but to let go and submit to Me.
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Ms. Scarlet hits another home run with Journal 17. She writes about her real life D/S relationship with her husband BitchBoy. He introduced her to Femdom, but she made it her own. She knows what makes submissive men tick and how women can make the lifestyle work for them. Not for everyone, but if you are truly submissive you will really like all these journals. She also has two manuals for learning about the lifestyle (one for beginners) that I highly recommend. She also has a great blog. I do not know her, but she has helped my wife and I with questions about the lifestyle. I believe she fills a niche sadly missing on the Internet concerning Femdom and FLR.
It has been sometime since I last provided an update on the continuing evolution of a Domme fairly new to domination, the wonderful Samantha. But Samantha has continued to evolve at a face pace! As pipsqueak has learned to his cost – or is it his cost? The paradox and symbiosis readers of this blog are familiar with are both strong.
The paradox; pipsqueak is a true submissive and so he craves to be helplessly dominated by a cruel, pitiless woman who puts him through things he truly does not like. But from this he gains true contentment that he cannot happily live without. (Like all true submissives including my bitch-boy.)
The symbiosis; Samantha is now a cruel, pitiless woman who puts the helpless pipsqueak through things he truly does not like; and she gets huge pleasure from doing so. So the relationship a perfect symbiosis.
I have in bold highlighted some text in the account below that I found particularity hot! Enjoy.

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Further to my post on a bondage image I really liked I first received the very helpful comment directly below. On posting that, I received more very useful advice on the same topic from Rhoda, which is appended at the foot of the post.
The picture and related video look to me like they use pallet wrap (Saran wrap in the US?) which is an industrial version of kitchen cling film – polyethylene film which sticks to itself. It is quite cheap and easy to obtain from Amazon or office suppliers. A later video on the same users account (nuo pyppy) shows the same bondage with a few additions, in which the sub falls over sideways, revealing more of how the wrap was applied.
If used well, it can create utterly inescapable bondage. Indeed you may recall that Christine M described ( https://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/2015/12/27/extreme-christmas-perversity/#comment-7016 ) previously using it to bind David for his extreme Linnex sessions. In my personal experience, (Mistress Alecto has used pallet wrap to bind me many times) 3/4/5 layers is usually ample.
I would offer the following suggestions from personal experience:
1. Buy wide and narrow rolls of wrap – the wide ones for the torso or ‘covering wraps’ (top layers), and the narrow for limbs, hands, etc. Or you can just but a few wide (400mm) rolls and cut one in half (or 1/3+2/3) with a hacksaw.
2. Buy a good pair of paramedic scissors, or a safety (recessed blade) knife to remove the wrap at the end. Also get a dowel or similar to act as a handle for the roll.
3. Some people wrap the head, but I don’t see the point of this when you can just use a rubber or leather hood. Also head (or neck) wrapping runs the risk of interfering with breathing.
4. Remember plastic wrap gets very sweaty inside, so if your sub will be wrapped for more than an hour or so, think of hydration
5. Start by wrapping the limbs (narrow roll), and then wrap the body, The limbs will then stick to the body (or each other) anyway you want (e.g. straitjacket pose) – you can then wrap over the top to hold everything in place.
6. Start wrapping the arms & upper body first with the sub standing, so you can walk around them to wrap, then lay the sub down and do the legs second. If you start by immobilising the legs, so the sub has to lie down, it becomes difficult to wrap the upper body.
I have wrapped up smallbear many times. Some further tips would be-
Different brands of cling film have different stretchiness so try several to find the best.
Make sure you hold the roll so the film unwinds as if you were unrolling a carpet.
When laid flat with legs wrapped together, the pelvis is tilted forward causing back pain after a while in the less supple-a pillow under the knees stops this.
Hands can be wrapped whilst holding a foam tennis ball-stops wiggling fingers picking holes and prevents the hands cramping if wrapped as a fist. (I have often just wrapped and taped his hands as very cheap bondage mitts)
Parcel tape works as well as duct tape. It is much cheaper but is harder to tear off lengths.
Put cotton wool ball over the nipples before wrapping, makes it much easier to cut holes for access!
It takes practice, so might be worth some “training” sessions, say just the arms and upper body, before trying a big scene.
Have several pairs of safety scissors, you might need to find a pair in a hurry!
For info on my BDSM manual, in several formats, click on an image below.
Below is a screenshot from this video on Twitter!
Yes, difficult to work out on first viewing isn’t it. Best to watch the video from the link above to see what is going on.
I can just imagine having bitch-boy so bound, and tormented with the electrics. I adore the utter helplessness and the exposed, vulnerable genitalia. He would be in my peripheral vision while I got on with something else. He would be gagged and wearing ear buds playing white noise, and allowed only to make the quietest of whimpering and pleading noises.
He would not have cum for a very long time, see below, and he would not get to cum the day I did this. I would probably subject him to it for 2 to 3 hours. Then he would be locked back up in his chastity cage. I would have several orgasms during that time of course.
My new chastity regime for him continues. I know it is not as mean as other Dommes who feature on my blog, but he is seriously struggling with it and he also knows he is moving slowly but inexorably toward having his final ever orgasm. He has not cum for 7 weeks or been out of his cage in that time except for a few rather ‘intense’ dicki-disciplne sessions which perhaps make him wish he had not been let out of the cage at all.
Before that orgasm under my shoe, his orgasm denial period was 17 weeks when he had an orgasm but the new regime began.
Will I ever replicate the video. I doubt it. All the time taken for him to shave from the neck down to his toes, and then me applying all the duct tape, and then removing it! All too much effort for me I think.
17 September 2020 I wished to make bitch-boy’s use of his extra large pacifier, (I posted about previously) ‘ distastefully’ demeaning as well as humiliating. I am writing up a journal entry for my next Journal that includes all the fine details but I thought I would include an image and mention just how cheap a bag of cotton stockinette gloves are, and when a cut-off finger is stretched over an item, how they can absorb a ‘liquid’ quite effectively; and can then be re-dipped in the ‘liquid’ to freshen up the flavour every now and then.
What is also helpful with this activity, and also very cheap, an adult bib with food catcher, designed for dementia sufferers.
The bib with food catcher is mentioned in my recently published Journal, No. 17, so I thought a photo of that might be useful to all those who now possess a copy of my Journal No. 17.
THE FIRST REVIEW OF No.17 (On Amazon Kindle US)
Reviewed in the United States on August 2, 2020
Journal 17 is available on Lulu.com as a paperback and as an eBook .
It has been available for some time on Kindle . Kindle links below for the various countries Amazon serves directly.
US    UK    DE    FR    ES   IT    NL    JP   BR    CA    MX   AU    IN
Hopefully soon it will be available hard copy and electronic versions for other devices in other outlets including Barnes and Noble, Nook and iBooks. (But Lulu.com, the distributor has had a disastrous distribution module relaunch and I cannot promise further distribution of electronic versions other than the options above.)
I received the following comment from Redd; which triggered my response and thoughts that follow. A subjugation tool that almost certainly has more uses than I had considered before. I wonder if any other blog followers wold like to share their experiences or suggestions on the dominance-power, tease-power, and shaming-power – of scents?
I appreciated these comments regarding the uses of perfume in the domination of males. With the power to control the very air the male breathes, perfume seems underutilized as a weapon of female dominance. To be in chastity and drenched in my Queen’s feminine perfume leaves me inescapably and helplessly aroused and humiliated. To be required to use an atomizer to on myself with feminine delicacy is emasculating. At night, my Queen sprays me and my pillow with perfume before I am required to massage her to sleep, often using scented body cream, leaving me in a fragrant cloud of desperation that may be the perfect example of Her maintaining dominance “while doing something else”…sleeping. I would be interested to hear if you or any of your readers have any other thoughts on the uses of perfume. I am obviously rapt. Submitted respectfully, with great admiration for your deep understanding of the femdom dynamic and your tending of this blog.
Regarding scents, you have triggered many thoughts and a call to action for me.
As I wrote in my previous post on Christine’s Day 2 , I have my ‘sissy maid’ or ‘parody of a little girl’, well scented with perfume. The cheapest, most tacky perfume I can buy; aimed at the teenager market. I can tell he associates the awful scent with the use and abuse in all the past times he has worn it. He truly, seriously, HATES the scent of it and therefore being doused in it.
BUT what I never considered was the teasing, frustrating effect of an expensive perfume I may wear. Do they truly contain pheromones I wonder, or is the association of a Mistress’s perfume with her body all that is needed? Should I be thoroughly dousing myself at tease times, and then spraying his pillow at bedtime to produce the teasing, frustrating association?
Especially now, while bitch-boy continues his enduring time without orgasm and being 24/7/365 inside his double padlocked chastity cage. (Currently 13 weeks and 12 weeks respectively).
I have not thought of, during this period, using my womanly, post orgasm juices, (WHICH DO CONTAIN PHEROMONES!), to wipe around his top lip and nostrils and will certainly further exacerbate his awful, gnawing, relentless frustration. I often use this ‘scent’ when locking him into sensory deprivation bondage, but your comment has me thinking after EVERY TIME I have an orgasm during this enduring denial period of his, (especially on ostensibly ‘vanilla days’), I should generously daub his nostrils and top lip.
And further; in other teasing scenarios! Most definitely, while teasing him to madness, ‘playing with his boy’s bits’, immediately springs to mind. Also while employing dickie-discipline if it is a session when I wish him to be rock hard, (rather than flaccid) .
Finally in this stream of consciousness on scents for subjugation , I have in the past, on a female sub who had a thing about my feet, employed the technique of securing a very well worn gym shoe over the nose and mouth as part of her sensory deprivation bondage. It seems simultaneously frustrating her with arousal and shaming her with degradation.
For info on my BDSM manual, in several formats, click on an image below.
It’s been a long time since we last communicated and I thought I would give you an update.  The past 4 ½ months have been rather busy and extremely enjoyable. pipsqueak is very content despite my further progress in making his submission and life harder than ever most of the time. In our case we have found that an occasional relaxation of the regime works best for us (more in a moment).
Perhaps the most important change has been that pipsqueak is now a cuckold. I worked hard on my exercise, diet and appearance between March and May and finally felt confident enough to take the plunge. It would be nice to say that I have found the perfect lover but that would be an exaggeration. However, I have been on quite a few dates and have had sex with two men so far (including ‘masked sex’ on one occasion which was hilarious if not conventionally orgasmic).
The first time I cuckolded pipsqueak was at the end of June. I’d been chatting with a man online for a while. He lives an hour away so not ideal but I agreed to drive to his house (he’s separated). Sex wasn’t guaranteed but it was on the agenda. In the end we both wore masks, obviously didn’t kiss and had very mechanical and hilarious (safe) sex. The most important thing for me was that it was done. I was a cuckoldress.
Pipsqueak had no idea. I was away from mid-morning to 4 p.m. I didn’t explain my absence and he of course didn’t ask. (He would not dare!) I’ve been increasingly going out during the day since lock-down regulations eased. Later he told me he hadn’t a clue which was delicious. I made him perform orally for me on the same night and my orgasm was special. For 72 hours I basked in the afterglow of what I knew and he didn’t.
Four days afterwards, I told him matter-of-factly that Lockdown’s easing allowed me to cuckold him and I intended to do so soon. He uttered his usual noises about it being ‘my right’, etc. Then I laughed and told him I already had. His expression was a picture. He didn’t know whether I was mind fucking him or not. I said that’s where I’d been for 5 hours the other day and showed him my photograph of me half-dressed in a man’s bedroom. The penny dropped.
I made him lick my pussy again, there and then, while I continued talking. I said I would never have told him if I hadn’t enjoyed it. It would have remained a one-off he never knew about. But I’d enjoyed myself immensely and it will no doubt be much easier and better in future. I told him to kiss my bottom instead, as his contact with my pussy will be even more restricted in future.
In that moment, I think he was partly turned on and partly too shocked to compute. But over the next day or so, he went through some denial, a touch of resentment that I’d actually done it, but mostly acceptance. We’d been talking about it for so long that I think he’d discounted the actual event itself, so to speak. I adopted a caring attitude of reassurance combined with my blunt stance and some mischievous teasing. He hadn’t had an orgasm for over a month and he told me later he expected me to ‘seal the deal’ of his compliance by at least letting him masturbate or fuck his rubber sex doll to orgasm.
Whereas I did allow him to edge a lot but not to cum. I said he must never see things as some kind of trade off or bargain between us. I will never ‘pay for’ my own fun by allowing him some of his own. His orgasms have to be earned by what he does, not what I do.
The second time I cuckolded pipsqeak was very different. I didn’t slink off unannounced. I did it blatantly. I’ve been on a few socially distanced, outdoor dates when the weather permits. Sometimes I even go for a drive and walk on my own just to get out and leave pipsqueak toiling. I have got to know a local-ish man who’s not ideal for a couple of reasons I won’t go into. But he is interested in no-strings sex, as am I.
Pipsqueak was sweetly brave as I left the house, wishing me a good time. I told him to shut up and get on with his list of chores. I said that sex wasn’t guaranteed and he mustn’t think as if I do this to any kind of set routine. It may or may not happen. I’m simply an independent and mature woman who can make up my own mind at the time whether to have sex or not.
When I returned it was, of course, very different too. I was glowing. The sex wasn’t perfect but it was conventionally better. I summoned pipsqueak to follow me up to my bedroom. I undressed and let him see my rather red and swollen labia. We had used a condom (two, actually) so there was no evidence for him to clean except my engorged clitoris wanted more attention.
I lay back on the bed, my legs splayed wantonly
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