Day 5: Ooopsies

So I just realised that during my ambitious 30 Days of Domme Thoughts, I completely skipped over day 5. I start several posts before actually completing them. As a result I guess I lost track of what day I was actually on. I make silly oversights like that every now and then. I tend to start out post, with the intention of completing them, but the research, the planning and the like tends to run longer than a single day creation. Some things take time and though this is more about witnessing my life, I like to create something of substance every now and then.

Some my Day 5 oopsie, a full day not forgotten but completely skipped over. We all make mistakes. Recognition and admission of an error is more powerful than ignoring the error completely. I believe that is part of my reasoning in creating this whole blog. To let people know that Dommes, professional or otherwise are capable of making mistakes and that ones dominance comes from the ability to admit them, learn from them and have them not repeat.

Sounds pretty heavy right? A slight overreaction to a mere numerical error. But this practice of accountability is what fuels an individual’s ability to dominate their existence regardless of how they identify (Domme, sub, switch, etc). Accountability for our errors is what keeps us on track. Some errors are insignificant but if we cannot admit to something small and silly, how can you expect to admit an error when it is something more intense? I make mistakes, I have several times and I will continue to make them. In my BDSM life, my sex life, my vanilla life, my parenting, my work, my play… you get the idea, mistakes happen everywhere, all the time. Admitting to them, being held accountable for them, whoever small or severe the consequences is what keeps us learning and growing as individuals.

A Domme/Dom who cannot admit their mistakes, their potential errors is a dangerous thing. Someone can be perfect without attaining perfection, but someone claiming perfection without having failed is either incredibly lucky or lying to themselves. It takes once, one crack of the crop that is misplaced or too hard to create a potentially volatile situation. Not just for whomever is on the receiving end but also for the Dominant. It is hard to trust your strikes if you are not familiar with how someone will react. Learning the hard way can be difficult, and rough and just generally unpleasant but not learning, pretending everything was fine or that it was the subs fault (I have witnessed this sort of “explanation numerous times) is not benefiting a single person. You are not growing as a Domme and you may have created a situation where the sub is not willing to express their sexuality in the same way anymore.

I have encountered several situations in which I push too hard. I generally recognize them before any occurs but experience has taught me that. Lessons I previously learned. This is not to say every new experience should be light or carefully planned out (unless you work best that way). It means you should always approach with caution and recognise situation where a mistake is possible and work through it. A Domme, in my opinion, should never get sucked into the moment. They should always be in complete control of both themselves and their submissive. And if you make a mistake, you are willing to admit to it. Not during a scene, unless it is a red light sort of situation but afterwards, as part of your aftercare. “Sorry about that hit right there, it was a little off, you might find it hurts more than I meant it to. I will be more careful in the future…” something like that.

Anyway, those are my Domme Thoughts of the day 馃檪 What would you like to hear either from your subs or Domme or partner when a mistake is made? When is the best time for you to hear or share the mistake?

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 7: A Beautiful Saturday In My Life

What a glorious Saturday! Though I had some problems sleeping last night, it ended up being an absolutely wonderful day.

My morning started rather early, trouble sleeping and all that. I gave up at 530 and got up, made myself a tea. Eventually I put some clothing on and made my way out of the house for an espresso. Taking my kindle with me to enjoy two hours of sitting on a terrace sipping coffee and reading, so many books to read, so little time. It has actually been a very long time since I last devoted that much time outside my bed to read. It was such a pleasure.

My brother was performing a matin茅e opera show in the afternoon. Nothing too fancy. That being said, it was great to finally see him perform. It reminded me of my youthful obsession with The Phantom of the Opera. Not the film but the聽original Canadian cast one. A childhood friend and I loved listening to it as children. Memories came flooding in. I was very young when listening to it. Less than ten. So that was a lovely trip down memory lane. I have been playing it in the background all evening.

Concert complete, we lunched, well slunched as it was after 4PM. Vietnamese. Absolutely delicious. I just love living in a city where any cuisine is available pretty well at my doorstep.

Finally getting to my front door, and guess who was waiting there for me? My gorgeous lover. After a few hours of our connecting for the first time this week (it’s been a long week let me tell you, but there are no visit while my son is home). I really have to write a post about how good the sex chemistry is between us. It’s epic really. Multiple orgasms are but the beginning. More on that, perhaps in this 30 Days of Domme Thoughts 馃檪

Post work out sweats
Post work out sweats

To finish the day off, 90 minutes of weapons training at the park! Such a great way to end a day really devoted to things I enjoy. My post coitus/post workout face is a little ragged LOL. I did a lot today. It kind of knocked me out. I debated not posting this image as I look quite exhausted but Domme Thoughts is all about honesty so yeah, Dommes get tired too.

I was planning on ending my day doing session but I am well and truly toasted. With karate training camp coming up, I really have to make sure I am getting sufficient sleep. So that’s where I am off to now. Sleep and rest!

Hope you enjoyed this Saturday in my life.

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 6: Enjoying Some Alone Time

It’s common that I have some alone time, though usually I make plans, go out with friends, see my lover, do a couple of sessions, things like that. Today I decided to enjoy my alone time. To really embrace it and give it to my being in my home alone. So what does alone time look like with me?

  • I took a bath
  • Caught up on some reading
  • Some light tai chi (I would have done something more intensive, but I am healing an ankle injury)
  • House cleaning, while dancing in my undies 馃檪
  • Masturbating, no you don’t get more details
  • Napping, I love my naps

It would have been much more lovely if the weather agreed, but you make the best of what you get. What do you do when you have alone time?

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 4: The Lover Who Believes in Monogamy

I have never believed in monogamy. It was never something I sought out nor something I idolized. I have no intentions of ever getting married, never have. I remember in my youth when other girls my age were playing wedding, I was out kicking boys in the junk (a Domme, I have always been). No dreams of white dresses or rings upon my fingers. I have been proposed to more than once. Each time, a well rehearsed refusal poured out of my lips before they had even finished getting down on one knee. I could always tell when someone was about to propose. I get it, I do. I am an amazing woman. Many people look at me and see a future. Sadly, it is not a shared vision. Their hearts get broken and then I usually lose them as a lover. Hard to get over your proposal being refused. Anyway, enough about marriage.

This is about monogamy. The idea of one individual being responsible for all my needs as a woman, seems so wrong to me. I know that is over simplifying the idea of monogamy but that is the basics as far as I see. And I am digressing again. SO monogamy, not something I ever saw myself doing or even wanting to do. One person? Just no.

060415That being said, my lover is making noise about becoming monogamous, which is kind of hilarious for a different reason that is not my place to discuss. The interesting part about this, for the first time in my entire life I am actually considering such a relationship. Discussions have been had and I get to keep my subs, makes cuckolding far more fun. Beyond that, there is part of me that is perfectly comfortable with not finding more or new sex partners. My guy keeps me very satisfied. So am I accepting this voyage into monogamy because I am sated? Or am I actually more into this monogamy thing than I thought?

I suppose like with anything else it depends on the dynamic, of the people involved. Right now I am happy. Lucky him.

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 3: My Loose Morals and I

It has recently come to my attention that certain people in my vanilla life have a morality issue with me. This concept is hilarious because these particular individuals have absolutely no idea how truly scruple-less I can be. They are unaware of my profession, completely oblivious to my relationships and in the dark about my deeper, darker fetishes. So how is it that they have a moral objection to me?

I genuinely have no idea. I also have no idea why this bothers me. It shouldn’t. They are obviously not a huge part of my life and they, themselves are kind of shitty people. They live their life with notes of racist behaviours and thoughts. A deep contempt for just about everyone who is not them. These individuals should not bother me. The idea that someone has a moral objection to me does not usually bother me. As a sex worker and someone who is pretty open about their sex life as well as someone who lives life against the grain of traditional society, it is not something new for me to be judged. People don’t necessarily understand me or my lifestyle. These women though, a mother and daughter duo that know very little about my life beyond my being a single parent and the fact that my son is mixed.

These women have the nerve to object to me morally for those things? I really do not understand it. There must be some crazy mixed in there somewhere. And now that I have vented, I am not as bothered, I think it just needed to come out…

And those are my Domme Thoughts of the day, rambly though they may be 馃槈

Oh and as promised yesterday:

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My lovely breasts in my new bra 馃檪

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 2: Sexy New Bras

Finally, they came in. Last week or was it the week before? Anyway, not important. I went into my local bra shop, one that specializes in larger breasts, and had my measurements done. My body has been fluctuating so often with my karate practices and workouts. It was finally time to remeasure. Measurements completed and sizing all taken care off, unfortunately, I had to order my new bras. One was in stock but the other two I wanted needed to be ordered since I want the colours I want and I get what I want.

It’s a hard life sometimes 馃槈

Pictures to come!

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Day 1: Celebrating My Birthday

I have never been too enthusiastic about celebrating my birthday. From a really young age, it was never a very big deal.聽This weekend was no exception. My mother had surgery on Friday, filling my weekend with hospital visits and trying to keep her in good spirits. It is her birthing weekend celebrations as well and I believe that our mother’s should be celebrated for such things, regardless of what kind of relationship the two of you have, they brought you into this world and those moments should celebrated and they should be in your thoughts.

My celebrations on this day will consist of being worshiped (which is always wonderful), lunch with some friends, karate with my boy and a visit with some tasty dessert with my mother. It seems like a perfect celebration, other than the venue for my visit with mom.

Enjoy this day of celebration with me!

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

30 Days of Domme Thoughts

Domme Thoughts with Ambre JadeI am challenging myself to post, capture, share, link, quote, etc. something every single day for the next thirty days! 30 Days of Domme Thoughts. My mind is constantly working, there are numerous thoughts that come and go. It is intense. There is always something to say, something to do, something to take pictures of! Say taking advantage of my wonderful Domme life and letting you in a little bit, lucky you 馃槈

Get a glimpse of my Goddess life and lifestyle, a touch of my personal life and tidbits from my everyday existence.

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Conversations on BDSM

With the fucking joke BDSM “themed” piece of shit book and what I am assuming will also be a shitty film, 50 Shades of Grey gaining so much popularity, it is impossible to have a casual conversation without BDSM coming up. Now, I live a life where the majority of the people within my social circle are either proponents of the BDSM lifestyle, live the lifestyle or at least grasp the basic understanding of the聽D/s relationship. I am not about to write about the book or the film, I read the book, so I could but there is already quality information on the subject and I really do not feel like getting into it. I have seen enough on the subject and read enough on the subject. What I am enjoying though is the casual conversations that bring up BDSM.

I feel that all of us who are proponents of the D/s lifestyle should take advantage of the casual conversations聽about the film and the book, to really properly explain what BDSM is and how it is not properly reflected within the book. Communication is important and now with the line of communication open we should be taking advantage and advocate for safe, sane and consensual play (which is not well represented in聽the books).

Conversation on BDSM with Ambre Jade
“BDSM logo” by Aida – Own work. Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons聽

My mother and I had a conversation on BDSM, D/s, and just sexual relationships in general this morning. My mother and I talk very freely with each other about sexuality, even our own personal sexual experience. My mother, who is not into BDSM, understands the principles and the teachings of SSC (safe, sane and consensual) and finds the whole lifestyle intriguing. We have had several conversations on BDSM. She knows that I both profit from (as a pro Domme) and live this lifestyle. She accepts it and defends my lifestyle choices with relatives and the like, a discussion for another time.

This morning we talked about the abusive nature of 50 Shades and how dangerous this is to those new to the lifestyle. Without the proper knowledge, people can get hurt. Abuse and power exchange can look very similar when you do not have the experience, the knowledge and the sometimes common sense understanding of a proper D/s relationship. We, as in those of us with the knowledge and/or experience should feel morally, ethically obligated to open the dialogue and have conversations on BDSM. Not just among our peers. Not just with people who have the same fundamental values but with those wanting to explore the lifestyle or those who are interested in pursuing their lustful thoughts into that direction.

So let’s as a community take advantage of the current pop culture BDSM bullshit and have conversations on BDSM, real BDSM and you never know, we might be the difference between someone experiencing abuse and someone empowering themselves through submission.

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade

Breast Stimulation Orgasms

Breast stimulation orgasm with Ambre JadeI have always had incredibly sensitive breasts. They really are one of my favourite parts of my body, just followed by my ass, which is delicious. But I digress. Last week, my lover and I were just laying in my bed. I was recovering from my honest to goodness, 8th orgasm within the past 5 minutes. He hadn’t cum yet. He likes to take his time. He worships at my alter and I feed him from my cup. Anyway, so the two of us laying in my bed, I am taking a short break. His hands begin to roughly caress my breast, playing with my right one lightly. Teasing my nipple and occasionally laying his lips or running his tongue over my breast.

As previously mentioned, I have incredibly sensitive nipples. When they are touched, my body responds delightfully. My inside get all turned up, swelling and moistening to the point where my nectar drips from me. Perhaps being so sensitive is what made what happened next possible. Perhaps my natural predisposition to orgasm easily or the sensitivity of my nerve endings caused the flow of pleasure that rocked through me following such stimulation. This was a new experience for me. From what I understand not a common occurrence.

The spontaneous orgasm that rocked through me was intense. More from surprise and awe at the event than the actual intensity. All things being equal it was not an immensely powerful orgasm. It did not make my toes curl or allow my body a more overwhelming sensation beyond shock. I had never cum like that before, the lack of clitoral or g-spot stimulation resulting in an orgasm is something you hear about, like an urban legend or the holy grail. I am not sure that the experience could be repeated.

So how did this happen? How could someone cum through breast stimulation alone? Perhaps it is my dedication to Kegel exercises and g-spot training that allowed such a surprisingly delightful release to happen. As my breasts are stimulated, I have a tendency to tighten my perineum. This sometimes rubs against my g-spot, stimulating it ever so slightly. I believe it came to a climax (pun totally intended). That my g-spot orgasmed聽through unintentional tightening of my muscles, constricting and pulsing and causing the orgasm.

All this to say, more research is necessary and see if we can repeat it. To harness the ability to cum through breast stimulation.

脌 bient么t,

Ambre Jade