7 days makes 1 weak

Well, it makes me weak. In the knees that is.

I guess I haven't formally introduced myself to the blog readers, but I'm Aarkey. I have been the webservant for Command Performance for a few years now, and as of last October, and with my wife's support, I have been a submissive under a contract to Headmistress Lady Regina. Last April that dynamic changed a bit, and in the last month, we updated the contract again. One of the facets of the new contract, Lady Regina is the keyholder to my chastity belt. And to put it simply, I think she likes it. At least she seems to really like how absolutely messed in the head I get by it.

I have played with and studied various male chastity devices for the better part of 8 years now, and I have learned that experiences can vary dramatically. If anyone has ever experienced chastity that goes on for more than a day, the physical challenges are part of what's tough to over come, but once you find the right chastity device fit, lube, underwear, lifestyle, way to clean it, etc... the psychological challenges are a beautiful thing, beautiful in a BDSM kinda way.

The control, the discipline, the denial, the teasing, the symoblism... it's a wild ride. And for me, after 7 full days in chastity I'm sitting on the edge of a sort of sub-space pretty much all day. This particular ride started last week, when I told Lady Regina I was going to be out of town for a conference from Friday AM to Sunday late, I was instructed to report to Command Performance last Thursday night, to be locked up. The feeling I had putting the anklet and key on Mistress, was exciting. It's new for us. Before this last contract revision, my wife had held my key. And, though she gave it a noble effort, she was just a very sympathetic domme, if you get my drift.

And so far, Lady Regina simply is enjoying my suffering too much to give in because I've whined a bit... actually I think the whining encourages her enjoyment of it. I just hope that she doesn't decide that I should stay in it for too much longer. She said I should "ask for when to get out" and I asked for Saturday. Knowing her, she might prostate milk me and then leave me in. I think I would hate that almost as much as the briar patch! *dreamy sigh*

Ahhh, the wicked webs we jump into ;)

Who knows where it all goes...

A Patron Saint for My Profession

So, a few years ago I was in this Dollar Store in Hollywood and saw these green candles for Santa Marta La Dominadora. As a Catholic girl gone bad, I was intrigued and, though I never found anything officially saying that she is the Patron Saint of Dominatrices,I did find lots testimony on blogs about santeria and the like which testify to her power at bringing wayward lovers and boyfriends to their knees.
This is her (totally ass-kicking) prayer:

Holy Virgin Saint Martha,
Who entered the mountain and tied
Up the beast with your ribbons,
I beg you to tie up and dominate [insert name of target].

Saint Martha,
Let him/her not sit in a chair,
Nor lie in a bed until he/she is at my feet.
Holy Martha, hear me,
Help Me for the love of God.

Holy Virgin Martha,
For the oil which you will consume today,
For the oil which nourishes this lamp,
For the wick which burns away all impurities,
I dedicate this Lamp to you,
So that you may relieve me
Of all my Miseries
And Help Me to Overcome all Difficulties.
As You dominated the beast at your feet,
Give me Health and Work
So that I may provide for my needs.

My Mother,
Grant me that [insert target's name]
May not live in Peace,
Until he/she comes to stand at my feet.
In this way my Mother,
For the Love of God
Grant my Petition and Eliminate My Misery.
Amen.

The feast day of Santa Marta Dominadora is July 29th. Celebrate by tying that special someone in your life up with ribbons not letting him "sit in a chair nor lie in a bed until he is at your feet" as suggested.