Domina HIBARI

It's about understanding and assurance.

'Understanding' — that is, understanding not just preferences but one's very nature.

Since we're both human, there's also the matter of compatibility, and while it's difficult to accept everything, understanding isn't hard.

Precisely because we're in opposite positions, I want to know.

To thoroughly investigate the other person, to know them while uncovering them—that's how we do SM. Wouldn't you say this is the one-of-a-kind session for me and my masochist?

However, I don't want to know everything from the start. I feel a perverse sentiment in nurturing the masochist until they can offer themselves willingly, so I want to get to know my partner slowly.

'Assurance' — in other words, protection.It's case by case, but sometimes we engage in acts that could lead to injury.

Be it bondage, anal play, or excessive excitement.

Even though reaching climax is desirable, if I'm dominating someone through their body, I can't bring myself to play with and torment my masochist unless safety management is thorough. Ignorance is the true fear.

To make them entrust their mind and body.

To make them feel from the heart, "I don't want to go back."

To immerse them in the SM with me.

I will continue to study various symptoms and how to handle them.

In a class of its own as the undisputed number one is 'Comic Maso' by Anmo Naito.

Ever since my Baby Domina days, the name Anmo Naito kept coming up in conversations with the masochists I met. At first, I wasn't particularly interested, but the deciding factor was finally meeting a masochist who passionately insisted on it.

The S-women and queens who appear are all beautiful and overwhelming; just the way the characters are drawn made me feel the female-superior world.

When you consider the stories within their historical context (I'll keep the expression vague), it was an era where anything went, and I absolutely love the audaciousness of the expressions that went too far and the refined straightforwardness of casually name-dropping politicians and celebrities.

Allow me to share my favorite scene here.

A domina had her slave masochist tied up upside down in a heavy rain and raised her single whip, asking, 'Are you prepared?!' At that very moment, lightning struck them both. They lost their lives together.

It was the moment that made my heart flutter the most while reading.

I want to live and die as a domina.

I want to meet various masochists, exchange words, take from them, invade them, expose them, and make them kneel, heart and all.

Because you never know what might happen, I want the masochists to remain hopeless perverts until they die.

My heart was taken aback by descriptions that made me wish for such things.

There are many other thrilling scenes, so I highly recommend it to those who haven't read it. For those who already like it, it's good to read it once again

A church is my ideal dungeon because I want to play while feeling immorality itself. It's an unholy act to be promiscuous in front of God, but I would like to force the slave to expose their sinful spirit, which takes pleasure in such shame and deviation from morality, in its entirety, and have it offer up its bizarre abominations at the feet of God and Hibari-sama. An act of deception against God? I'm not sure about that, maybe God could be affected by the affliction.

First of all, in the confessional, I'll ask them about their past deeds and sexual habits, but instead of just asking, they will have toys fixed on to every possible sexual point and leave them there. They will never allowed to climax, so their voice will grow louder and louder as they try to beg for forgiveness. Nothing decisive would make your mind and body fall apart; but they are gradually consumed by the pleasure. I can picture them screaming out, 'Please forgive me,' without even knowing it themselves. So, instead of forgiving them, I have to punish them with an experiment to see if they will return to being a normal person or if they will continue to distort.

Before that, I'll first have them become a cleaning slave, wearing a leather face restraint with a broom, and sweeping the whole church. Maybe the naughty sisters will grab the waist of the sinner who is crawling and sweeping and start forcibly fucking their hole. But listen carefully, Sinners. Here, accept such violation as punishment. Not only that, since the sisters are servants of God, their hearts of mercy may work and they may not be able to stand to see a pervert like you and come to forcefully cleanse you with holy water. Humiliation? No, it's a blessing. Oh, and make sure you clean up that soaking wet floor.

After that, I was bound to the main altar with a rope, and then flogged while the Bible was read aloud. You have to read the Bible out loud. If you can't, you'll have to pick up a candlestick and drip wax on it. I'm sure your voice will sound like a pipe organ. But in church, please be quiet.

And instead of crucifying him like Christ, we'll tie them to a majestic, ornate chandelier, if there is one. The ceiling will be so high that I'm sure they will be so frightened and shit their pants. If they did, it would only add to their sins, and they would not be forgiven. In front of all the other worshippers, they would continue to be gawked at in all their ugliness, illuminated by the light of the stained glass windows. No matter what, their faces would look down, and they would have to look us in the eye, which we would enjoy watching, and they would have to look at us with a sneering expression. If that's still unbearably exciting to them, they will end up in a coffin mummified, surrounded by a bunch of people who will destroy their sexuality. The women and men would crowd around and play with the body of one sinner and correct them in person.

By the way, as you may have noticed, this extremely licentious expression was influenced by Marquis de Sade's "Sodom and Gomorrah". Perhaps because I was influenced by the character, the Duke's brother, the Bishop, I wanted to make a dungeon out of a church. The above is from Sister Hibari.

It is not only the pain, and suffering inflicted on the body that is hard, but even a single word can weigh heavily on the masochist. Among these, I think that the so-called "hard play" is the play that crosses the borderline of both physical and mental. This is the first thought that came to mind.

But, for example, one day, a person who thinks that he or she can only do "soft" did harder than usual. And we both get a sense of accomplishment. However, I don't think that's the end of the story. You may start to get used to the hard thing. ...... Is it really that hard?

In order to escape from such a familiar feeling, I need to bring out more of their "instincts." This is the second thought. It would be a shame if such fresh sensations that make us instinctively want to escape, or that we suddenly remember over and over again like a trauma, are eliminated by habituation. So here's a question for you. Is that all the perversion you are aware of now? There may come a day in the course of a session when something that lies dormant in the depths of your being, that you are not even aware of yet, will be brought out. I'm here to tell you that the possibilities are endless.

However, BDSM is only possible when there is a dominant and a submissive. The whip, fighting, brown shower, water torture, etc., which are obviously physically demanding, should be hard and painful even just by looking at.......but sometimes it's still easily within the limit for the receiver. The dominant really has to take a close look on the limit of the submissive. In addition, even with just one word, there are those who cry like a child, or those whose facial expressions, gestures, and attitudes change, and people are instinctively swayed by words.

BDSM is possible even without tools.

By the way, the most important thing to remember is that a human-like fight that we become instinctive is only possible when a relationship of trust is built between the two parties, and I believe that BDSM is about letting people walk one step at a time. If you prefer hard, you can do it with each other. Anyway, if you like to play hard, I think it's up to us to keep updating the quality of each other's capacity, and how you can bring out the instincts that lie deep inside, or make them come out. I like to play hard.

The days being threatened by the unseen has become the norm. For those of you who refrains from a session, I'm sure that tightness is making your BDSM desires boiling. Or are you feeling down because you can't see the face of someone you trust? It's as if you've been left out. It's a very difficult play.

Yes, I, too, am looking for a sense of freedom, to the extent that I fantasize everything in my mind, replacing this cramped world with play. For example! I make you suck a dildo under your mask from the time you leave the house until you face me. For example! Remotely controlling a toy shoved up your backdoor during a remote meeting. I'm sure you've felt this kind of complication before, haven't you? I'm also thinking about how we can immerse ourselves in the session in a way that is safe and comfortable for both of us.

But what if it's finally over? What will happen to the masochist who is told to wait, drooling, in front of the food? I'm sure I'll be ruthlessly carving a hot session in front of them. I want to hunt them down, and devour them without stopping even if they becomes a masochist of joy or a crier of pain. So let's both be quiet for now.

And since there's nothing to do outside these days, I've been going to designer hotels with my friends and bringing tons of costumes and props to shoot and play with! (We did a shoot at the hotel in Miyashita Park the other day.) Now I'm also talking about shooting bondage at a Japanese-style hotel, so I'm creating a time that can be satisfying without going out. Also, if I can, I'd like to travel to Tohoku and Kansai and drink at BDSM bars all over the country! It would be nice to compare sake from all over Japan....... I'm looking forward to the day when I can take a walk with my slave and enjoy a relaxing drink.

The tune that often pops into my head or slips out during sessions is the whistle El Driver played in the movie Kill Bill.

It starts as just her whistling, but gradually an arrangement is added that makes you feel like you're drifting away in a dream. Then, out of nowhere, the tension peaks with an orchestra playing a straight-up fortissimo that jolts you awake.

I find myself conveniently overlaying the song's progression onto the session's flow, thinking they resemble each other.

The original piece is apparently the theme song from the 1968 British film Twisted Nerve.

https://youtu.be/S4QiCD_MZQk

It's rhythmic, yet somehow unsettling. Why is that?

I think the future of the session about to begin, combined with that monotonous melody that somehow feels folk-like, depicts an unpredictable situation.

From the middle section, the flute takes the lead, later joined by the clarinet in a quiet duet. Then, towards the end, the whistling returns to the forefront, playing the notes as the song concludes.

After first hearing it as a child, I used to fall into the illusion that I alone knew the tension lurking within its sound. Now, I see parallels between that feeling and the session.

It's an immersion and suspense, knowing that only we possess the facts and secrets created right before our eyes. And yet, I find myself wanting to repeat it. Wanting to hear it again.

Now, it's become a habit to whistle that tune while restraining a masochist or selecting tools for punishment.

To me, it's a familiar, light, pleasant sound, but the masochists who hear it let out gasps from their restricted mouths.

When the sound stops abruptly, what will begin?

This will be my first relay column!

First of all, when? I think it will be future. If I go back in history, I am always fascinated by "executioners".
Or guards who torture people. Or an assassin.
When I watch a movie, if I see a scene that excites me, I have a fantasy that I am in that world.
I fantasize about using the tools that will be available in the future, or maybe I'll create them, to get rid of the bad guys until I'm satisfied.

The next question is where to go. I would probably build a dungeon in my house....
Every day when I pick out clothes and accessories from my closet that enhance me. Just as I do when I'm choosing from my jewelry box with my eyes open, I'm sure that I'd easily choose from the bad guys, masochistic dogs, pigs, and furniture that I have locked up in my prison, saying, "Hmmm...I think it's you today.
In my mind, the torture room of the Saionji family in "Higurashi no Naku Koro ni" is very close.

And what kind of BDSM do I want to do? It depends on my mood that day, but first of all, I don't treat them like a person. Because they are slaves.
Realistically, in my house, I have two cats, but slaves are lower in rank than that. First of all, I want them to know where their own feet are. If I'm drinking and having a good time, I'd like to make them do muscle training in front of me and laugh while I whip them into a state of agony.
If I'm influenced by something and say, "I want to abuse them so badly!" I'll take away all their senses and make them cum in their brain.

I'm sure the bad guys will resist, but I'm most excited when I crush them and make them fall so I start with brainwashing.
After that, I just enjoy sucking them out and then throwing them away. It's a bad person, and we should sanction them until the end. .......

I've had fun fantasizing about it so far, but I'm afraid I might actually do it. LOL.

Personally, I like the movie version of "Ichi the Killer." Because Tadanobu Asano is too best casted. I think he is the best cast for Kakihara's madness.

However, I am glad that what I had in my mind before becoming a domina became a tangible thought through the dialogue of this movie, so I think the original is also very good.

Well, hello, this is Hibari. This column is about "Ichi the Killer," which I talked about in relay column 2 a long time ago, so I took the time to think about it.

As an aside, I wrote that I am not into masochists like Kakihara, but now I don't think anything of it, so I really want to rewrite column 2.

As I mentioned at the beginning, there is a link between some of my thoughts and Kakihara's view of SM.  What do you think is true kindness?

Is it unconditional love without reward? That is like the Virgin. If you were to ask any woman around here, "What type of man do you like?" And she would reply, "Well, someone who is kind, at least?" I don't think the weight of "kindness" that leaks from our arms is not present in the basic answer she gives.

True kindness. If I myself were to give it to someone, I would want them to accept it all in its entirety.

Kakihara also said. "When you give pain, you should feel the joy of giving pain," and "that is the best consideration for the other person." In other words, it is "terrible" if you give a half-hearted blow to the partner in session. This is what I think.

I don't know what the capacity of the partner is, but I imagine it must be a hell of a time when the dominant underestimate the capability of the sub, and to have the session proceed on a self-imposed scale.

The word "inevitability" appears several times in this work. To me, it refers to the conflict. I don't feel any excitement or realism in a session without it. True kindness is good when both people know the form and the path.

It is not just violence. No, from the outside, it might be considered violence, but from my point of view as someone who lives in the field of SM, I saw it as a story about a way of life.