Mistress Lynn in the bondage garden

Mstress Lynn Cane of the Netherlands is seen here admiring the exhibits in her personal “bondage garden”, a set of artistic installations of humans encased in rubber.

One even has a switch connected to a breathing tube that Mistress Lynn can play with for her amusement.

Or perhaps she can reach for the cane and riding crop hanging on her back to punish some others who might groan or move around , when they are required to be perfectly still – whatever the weather.

Unusually this commission was funded by a group of Mistress Lynn’s most devoted admirers who chipped in to a fund for the portrait as a birthday present.

This has happened once before and in both cases one of the group volunteered to be the “paymaster” who would put up the deposit and pay the balance .

Ideally I prefer to work for one person as a committee is difficult to negotiate but in this case it all worked perfectly .

Mistress Lynn Cane’s site

Portrait of Goddess Selina Lux

Dressed in a red corset dress and red gloves and heels, Goddess Selina Lux relaxes on her massive throne while slaves unload vehicles bringing tributes to her feet – chests of jewels, gold coins and gold plate.

A slave at her feet kisses the toe of her shoe.
Has he been commanded to do so or is this a furtive act which will be severely punished if she notices?

Digital art commissioned by one of Goddess Selina’s admirers.

Goddess Selina Lux

Natasha Zare -the spider throne

A love of entomology and spiders in particular inspired this commission for Natasha Zare .

“Include something about spiders and a throne please”

So the spider throne was born .

Dressed in a tight fitting costume Natasha teases her bound victims with her bizarrely-shaped heels, ridiculing their attempts to approach her.
In the background the detritus of a previous conquest remains captured within her silk web.

Portrait of DomDeLuXury

A throne scene in watercolour-but with a twist this time.

An orchid blooms. Incense rises up from a high spout.
Domdeluxury plays with her whip and looks down from the high throne at her new gift. Her maid, Pammy, (the commissioner of the painting) stands before her in traditional maid’s outfit presenting a precious new female slave, tightly bound in ropes.
She kneels and gazes up at the beauty of her mistress then adores her new mistress’ high heels.
I rarely draw female submissives or conventional rope bondage, but I’m pleased with the bondage depicted here and the dynamics of the composition.

Domdeluxury AVN site

The commissioner of the painting Pammy (and also wife of Domdeluxury )also has her own site.

“Tamara” -book cover

For many years I have been fascinated by the 1837 poem “Tamara” by Russian author Lermontov – my own amateur translation below – and discussing this one day with long time friend and colleague Irv O. Neil (see his recollections of New York) we came up with the idea of a collaboration as in the 90’s – the “old days” when we both worked for Leg Show magazine (to me the 90’s is only yesterday!)

By his own admission Irv became equally entranced by the poem and worked on top form to create his longest novella yet, drawing on his own memories of 70’s New York and weaving the poem into a story of the seemingly innocent librarian who transforms by night into the seductive persona of Tamara in the poem.

Ebooks have allowed individual writers to publish their own creations in epub or pdf form but too often the last-minute choice of stock photography bearing little if any relation to the content together with indifferent typography does nothing to sell the amazing and inventive writing inside. You can’t tell a book by its cover, sure, but you can go a long way to attracting a roving eye to one out of the many thousands of books on offer. Traditionally publishers spend a lot on getting the cover right and it is justified by the increased sales, but for the most part femdom writing is excluded from mainstream publishing and left to the individual ebook. It’s understandable that authors’ budgets would be too stretched to commission an individual cover for their own books but for once, at least, I wanted to give this great story a great cover, in the style of our old collaborations.

The model is imaginary -maybe a southern Russian or central Asian beauty, dressed in figure-hugging leather and carrying a whip, at the dramatic moment when she surprises the principal character -E.Z. Shepherd -who is at his desk looking for a missing page of research.

Interested to read further? 

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In the deep valley of the Daryal
where the Terek growls in the gloom
high reared a black tower
tight against a black cliff.

In that high and narrow tower
lived Princess Tamara.
Fair as a heavenly angel,
evil as a demon.

And through the midnight mists
a golden light shone forth
to guide the eyes of the traveler
and invite him to his night’s rest.

And the voice of Tamara was heard
a voice of passion and desire.
It cast an irresistible spell,
a power, beyond all understanding.

To the voice of the invisible enchantress
came the warrior, the merchant and the shepherd. 
Gates opened before them
and a dark eunuch ushered them in.

On a bed of downy softness,
sewn with brocade and pearls,
she expected her guests and before her
sparkled two goblets of wine.

Passionate limbs embraced
lips pressed to lips
and strange wild moans
resounded through the whole night.

As if in that desolate tower
a hundred fair youths and girls
had come together for moonlit wedding
Or a great funeral feast.

But as soon as the light of dawn
had spread its rays over the hills
silence and darkness instantly
ruled once more.

Only the Terek in the valley of the Daryal
broke the silence with its thunderous flow
waves crashed against wave
wave against wave.

And with a sob a voiceless body
was hurriedly removed
A white form showed at the window
and a voice was heard…farewell!

©2021 Sardax

Portrait of Princess Miki Aoki

For this digital portrait of online idol and manipulatrix Princess Miki, I was given a reasonably open brief-to depict her as a cult leader if she were to do it physically.

So the title of Princess suggested a magical kingdom, a leader perhaps with a chariot drawn by her devoted admirers. A Graeco-Roman type scene and maybe – why not? – some strange looking doves flying to either side, accompanying the Goddess of Love itself.

The mixture of the purity of her dress and cool poise, together with black leather gloves, whip and reins creates a powerful look which expresses her online personality.

Princess Miki Aoki

Portrait of Ibicella 2

This watercolour of Ibicella was inspired by a painting of Samson and Delilah by the French symbolist artist Gustave Moreau.
Samson lies asleep on the lap of Delilah, who gazes out at the viewer langorously and knowingly, before cutting off his hair.

Ibicella is here shown seated on a throne inspired by the petals of the Ibicella lutea flower, after which she takes her name.
Perhaps it is the end of a bacchanal, and she looks out at us with a similar gaze, her hair circled with ivy leaves, and her slave has collapsed over her knee, drunk from wine and her passionate embrace, his chalice fallen to the ground, but still bound to her by long tendrils which run the length of her palace. He wears a mask reminiscent of a fools’ cap, for he is in the best sense a “fool for love”.
In the background another slave has been holding a tray of wine for the evening’s debauchery.

Ibicella unveiled the painting during a webcam in which she thanked the commissioner and myself .

Ibicella’s website

Portrait of Ibicella 1