As December passes by I've been very reflective about what has changed and what will be. During my usual flurry of activity I feel it's important to take a step back to reflect before taking certain steps forward. This month is perfect for this as the new year is fast approaching!
A lot has changed this past year! I've made a conscious decision to grow. This has meant revisiting certain activities and interests that have challenged me in the past. While joining SS-Triple-X I've revisited my needle fetish from the opposite side of the bevel. Doing pain performances with my Sisters in the troupe has been-and continues to be-extraordinarily rewarding on so many levels. Two of the Ladies in the troupe, Scarlett DeVille and Candyxxx, are fellow Pro Dominas I work with on a regular basis. We've exchanged and shared ideas on kink and I've learned a great deal from both of them. I've also overcome my anxieties of having my feet touched and worshiped by getting professional massage, acupuncture, and instructing well-behaved slaves on how to properly treat my feet. I'm happy to announce I will now be adding foot fetish sessions to my repertoire!
The desire to be in charge of my website has always been strong. I've wanted to learn how to code, but in the past have relied on a web developer to maintain my site. This past year I've had many struggles with my site and server getting hacked into. Unfortunately, my site is currently down, but I am making strides to learn and ultimately rebuild natalyasadici.com. My silence on this blog and on forums is not due to me retiring! It has been due to taking a step back to learn, experiment with new methods, and come back with new strength and vitality.
As mentioned a bit in my first point, I am working with a new group of Ladies. Mz Candyxxx, Mistress Scarlett DeVille(formerly Mistress Elizabeth Poole), and I have formed a collective. We're all available for sessions together, separately, and various combinations of double Domina sessions. Like me they are all working on new websites. Mistress Scarlett and I have been adhering to a demanding weekly shooting schedule. We've been shooting both photos and videos and will launch a new and exciting endeavor at the new year! I don't want to give too much away, but more announcements will be made as everything is released to the public.
I am a firm believer of whatever energy you put out to the Universe is what will come back to you. My energy is best spent on those who desire to explore FemDom, kink, and fetishes. My energy is NOT best spent on those who are manipulative, can't make up their minds, are time wasters, wankers, and those that can't keep promises. While I am fair, I am strict. I've recently done a "clean house" of sorts to evaluate where my energy has been going. Nurturing my positive relationships has been top priority. If you'd like to go on a journey of growth, exploration, and increased awareness, then we'll get along well! My goals have been set and I'm ready to move forward.
In general, I'm pleased to have key people in my life, an ability to scratch various creative itches, and to constantly learn and challenge myself.
...seem to be the story for me for the past two weeks or so. First, my phone locked up and I couldn't receive voice mail messages and now my website is down. The craziness with my phone has now subsided, and hopefully I can get website issues sorted tomorrow-when it's not a holiday.
If you need to contact me, either call or email at MistressNatalya@gmail.com.
Lately, there's been this trend of people asking the following question,
"what exactly can I expect in a session with you?"
Perhaps it's the current economic climate we live in that makes new
clients ask this question. I understand the desire for knowing
whether or not clients will be compatible with a Domina when
putting together the tribute to session. However, I think this
question can be answered by doing a bit of research. Looking at everything on a Domina's website,
reading her posting style on various Pro Domina forums, and seeing if
there are any reviews from other slaves are all ways to DO YOUR RESEARCH.
...but wondering what "exactly" will happen? What happened to the
excitement of NOT knowing precisely what you're getting into? What
happened to the allure of the hidden? What happened to planning
ahead so you can negotiate and put your trust in your Domina's hands?
When describing my style and what I enjoy most in sessions I use the
following phrase, "sensory deprivation vs. sensory overload". It's
enough information yet it can send the mind into so many different
places! Most think of sensory deprivation in the strictest
sense-blindfolds, hoods, gags, etc. Sensory deprivation can also
incorporate aspects of denial. Think of the foot fetishist that
wants nothing more than to smell the sweet aroma of her/his
Goddess's perfectly arched size 9s. Being denied, or deprived,
of this pleasure falls in line with "sensory deprivation". On the
other hand, sensory overload is anything used to overwhelm you. I
don't have to hook you up to four different electrical boxes to send
you off into subspace-though the thought is quite titillating! Sensory
overload could include using ice, tiger balm, and a feather on strategic
areas of your body all at once.
In general, sensory deprivation and sensory overload can be very personalized.
What are my captive's interests, fetishes, and fears? How can I use this
information to jet propel my specimen into a different mental space?
I enjoy getting as much information as I can to aid in a person's pervy journey.
SS-Triple-X will be performing two 30 minute acts at Debonair tomorrow evening. The first act
is "Strippers Gone Wrong" and the second act is a circus sideshow!
Come out to the free champagne social starting at 9pm.
The flier below has more information:
No, not the furry fetish...I recently did a shoot with Leon of Monkey Fetish. He brought along
the lovely Cherry-also known as Ms. C. Goddess Suki and I just HAD to have her
join in!
Here are some sneak peaks of our lovely afternoon.
This is your advance notice! Team Vespertine-consisting of SKY, Miss Ammo, Mz Candyxxx, and myself-will be having our next women only play party on August 22nd. There will be a variety of demos including: wet and stationary fire cupping, play piercing, spanking, and more!
Read the flier below:
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Come out Wednesday, the 24th, to show your support! If you can't come out, but would still like to make a donation, contact me directly.
See the flier below:
We hope to see all of you there!
SS-Triple-X will be performing FRIDAY JUNE 12TH!!!
"Post-Apocalyptic Fetish Picnic!"
Scarlett D'Evil and Natalya Sadici get taken over by Erynn Anarchy, Ammunition & Candyxxx in a bloody battle for power. Not your everyday picnic.
Hard-Wear Fashion show will be SATURDAY JUNE 13TH!!!
The past few weeks have been a lovely blend of playing, going to kinky parties and gatherings, and progressing with projects. While I have a little time to breathe, here's some of the naughtiness I've been up to...
The Vespertine Party
This party is run by my friend and co-conspirator SKY. It is an all female play party dedicated to lesbians. There was a play piercing demo by Mz Candyxxx and Ammo. SKY asked me to co-Top her lovely slave for a spanking demo, and the rest of the evening was filled with flogging, more spanking, lube, and fisting. Yum! The vibe was totally amazing. I've never felt so welcome and relaxed at an event before. It's nice to meet more female kinksters who have similar interests, are willing to share information, are genuine and don't put on airs, and are deeply into energy and the development of intuitive prowess while playing.
We're working on dates right now, but the next party should be towards the end of July. Stay tuned my fellow female pervs!
The Pig Party
Miss Maya and Goddess Athena Lourdes hostess these parties. The second one was in Chicago, and I'm sure they will continue these all over the U.S. One of the Ladies could not attend last minute, so I was asked to fill in. I was very happy to have this privilege! Each slave had a primary function for all the Ladies in attendance. Mistress Luxe's sharp tongue and wit had me cracking up and the way we fed off each other kept the slaves on their toes and keeping us entertained. We had ashtray service, foot rubs, a toilet, and forced bi action. So much was going on all at once that it took me a while to come down. I felt extremely overstimulated the next day and a few people ended up receiving messages meant for a different person! Oops...
IML
International Mister Leather was amazing this year. I believe it is the second largest kink event in the U.S. and it's only second to Folsom Street Fair in SF! I went with a group this time. Turning the corner in our cab you could practically smell the leather coming out of the hotel. Everyone we came across was polite, friendly, and willing to share great stories.
I picked up a few choice items in the leather market and sent out some taunting messages to those who inspired the purchases. Mistress Suki introduced me to the folks at Leather by Danny and we got some great demonstrations on how versatile all their gear can be! Whew! We talked with so many wonderful people I could go on and on...
My one complaint about Chicago is that IML and Shibaricon are ALWAYS on the same damn weekend! There are leather women and men who also enjoy shibari and would like to attend both events. Due to proximity, it makes it very difficult to take all the classes you want at Shibaricon, be able to explore the leather market and see the awards, and go to play parties. This year I just decided to go to IML. It sucks to have to decide between the two...as there aren't many major kink events in Chicago that draw in people from all over the U.S. let alone the world.
I would LOVE to see a DomCon Chicago someday. In October I hope to attend DomCon Atlanta-especially since my throat infection made attending DomCon LA impossible-and discuss this possibility someday. If anyone would like to see this fantastic event come to Chicago, please let me know how you can help make this happen! I want to get a group of dedicated people together to get the ball rolling.
Double Dom session with Mz Candyxxx
There are certain sessions that stick out in your mind and bring a smile to your face every time you think about them. A bit ago I did my first double Dom session with Mz Candyxxx and her slave rastaman. Mz Candyxxx and I actually started chatting online via the Max Fisch web board a while back. Eventually we met for coffee and chatted about all sorts of things. I wondered when we'd be able to actually play together.
Her slave came into town for a few days recently and we had a blast! We tested rastaman to see how well he knew Mz Candyxxx's touch and style with all sorts of implements. A lot of CBT and caning were involved...
I ended up introducing Mz Candyxxx and rastaman to a new activity-wet cupping. It involves using a plum blossom or seven star needle on a person's back and pairing that with fire cupping. Once the cups are on you can see little drops of blood get sucked into the cup. In the case of rastaman, we could see A LOT of blood get sucked into the cup. This was due to my plum blossoming him a little harder than what would normally be done. Mz Candyxxx did wonderfully putting on some of the cups and helping me take them off as well. After their removal, we decided to use rastaman's blood to draw on him. Since he was going to NY to session with Mistress Katya in a few days, we decided to start a tradition: using rastaman's body to send messages back and forth to each other! You can see the our "message" below:
I send out a big thank you to Mz Candyxxx for including me in on the fun with Her pet, and to rastaman for being a good sport regarding the torments we did to you publicly after our session! You're a lot of fun and I look forward to your next trip to Chicago.
Sadici Studios
If you've been following my blog, sessioning with me, or have been seeing me out at events, you've probably noticed that I launched Sadici Studios. This is my Clips4Sale store that will include a variety of FemDom and fetish clips. Part 2 of Punishment for tardiness is now up! This includes OTK and punishment with a pig slapper. My housegirl lets out some lovely cries and moans while she's punished over my rubber-clad knee. You can see some of the bruises that pop up on her ass as well. I had a lot of fun making these videos and it's fun to relive the scenes.
As far as SS(Sadici Studios) goes, I will be releasing a variety of clips over time. There will be clips of mummification, messy play, humiliation, caning, OTK, shaving, ball busting and more coming up! I've been talking with other local Dominas about trading content, so in the future you'll be seeing some amazing Chicago area Mistresses! As clips are added, I'll be posting the announcement in this blog. If you need a particular format, let me know. I can often honor your request. Send an email to MistressNatalya@gmail.com.
SSXXX
This is a performance troupe I've been asked to be a part of. The current members are: Mz Candyxxx, Ammo, Scarlet D'evil, Erynn Anarchy, and me! How would I describe the performances? Mix equal parts fetish, burlesque, mayhem, contortion, fire, angle grinding, sass, and our collective creativity. I am honored to be involved with this group. We have many performances lined up. As these dates get closer, I'll make announcements.
This Friday, June 5th, the Ladies of SSXXX will be modeling Hardwear at the Metro. Four bands will be playing and The Last Vegas is headlining. You can see the Hardwear designs here:
http://hard-wear.net/
You can get more information about the Metro show here:
http://www.metrochicago.com/shows/index.html#lastvegas
Whew! So, that's the "brief" overview of what I've been up to the past few weeks!
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A friend of mine asked me to be part of his film project. I really liked the concept, and had a lot of fun collaborating with him and the crew. Yes, this is actually film and not video. Enjoy and check out some of Josh's other videos!
Precious Pardon (2009) from joshstep on Vimeo.
Ok...so on top of trying to get well before my trip to LA for DomCon, I realized my website has been hacked AGAIN! While I'd love to scream at my hosting company to get their fucking act together, I can't because my throat is swollen shut. Ugh. Going to sleep now.
The other night I was posting on the DomBoss web board. I got a PM from rastaman saying that something was going on with my website. Sure enough some asshole hacked my site. Wednesday was spent on the phone with tech support. Not only was my site hacked, but there was an issue with the server at my hosting company!
I am very relieved that this issue is resolved and natalyasadici.com is back online! So, I apologize if you've had some issues going to my site. Thank you to rastaman for bringing this to my attention.
On Wednesday the 29th I'll be attending the Chicago Sexpo! It should be a fun evening of performances, mingling, and networking for adult industry people. At first I thought it would be primarily vanilla porn industry people, but there will be performances by the Pain Kurst Girls and Miss Maya Sinstress will have a booth. We'll see what happens...I'm going to wear a latex gown from Vex.
Hopefully I'll see some of you there! Here's the flier and more information so you can get your tickets.
It's always wonderful to introduce a new activity to someone who's open to it. This report is from a new slave named stoi. (pronounced "sto eee"). I've copied and pasted his email-without his personal information of course-and put it in italics below.
Anyone who's life is that of a submissive, knows that their relationship with their Dom, is based upon trust and honesty. More so than those in a "normal" relationship. So having this relationship end, and seeking out a new Dom, can be very tedious, and intense. As was the case for me.
After many hours searching Fem Dom directories, and reading countless profiles, reviews, and blogs; I made the decision to contact Mistress Natalya Sadici. Who I now refer to as the sorceress.
Much time was spent corresponding back and forth via email. We shared many thoughts, feelings, and ideas. It was after this that a lunch meeting was set up.
This was not your typical lunch. Along with sharing some of her personal insights, she made it clear that she was a sadist, and enjoyed being one. It ended up being two people sharing thoughts, feelings, and past experiences. Along with many kink related topics. Our last topic for discussion was about our 1st session together. Any questions or concerns were answered, limits and boundaries were established.
It was her sincerity, and openness that stood out most. I left our meeting feeling that she had a good grasp as to me the person, as well as me the sub. The end result of our 1st session was the necessary proof.
The nervousness I was feeling, while knocking on the door of her dungeon, was soon replaced with excitement. Because standing in front of me was this women impeccably dressed in black latex, with a smile on her face.
After a brief tour of the dungeon, and some final thoughts, I was instructed to go into the washroom, and prepare myself. After disrobing, and a few deep breaths, I signaled my readiness. She summoned me in, and commanded me to knee before her. Without any hesitation I was on my knees.
While I was on my knees, she was walking around me, giving me a thorough examination. In a nonsense voice, she told me that today she was in a particularly sadistic mood, and that I was to be her canvass. She followed this statement with the 1st of what I will call her evil snicker. I was going to hear that snicker often during the course of our session. Even now I am able to hear that snicker ring in my head.
Finishing her inspection, she produced a rubber gas mask, with a breathing tube attached to it. While she was fitting it on my head, she shared how much enjoyment she gets out of breath play. Then in a very deliberate way she put her hand over the end of the hose,cutting off any air. It wasn't till I nodded my head completely out of air, that she allowed me air. This was repeated frequently, with increased duration, during the 1st part of the session.
After commanding me to stand, I was led to a steel chair,my legs, arms, and hands were bound. Each and every wrap of the rope was perfectly placed. After finishing tieing me, she took a step back to admire her work. It was then that I took my 1st real look into her eyes. I saw the sadist standing before me.
Reaching into her bag of goodies, she produced a set of nipple clamps. My nipples were clamped, and then the clamps were tied to the chair. Any movement would intensify the pull on my nipples. Letting out with her evil snicker, she proceeded to whip every exposed part of my body, with special attention given to my genitals. At some point she decided that my genitals should be tied, much the same as my nipples; making any movement somewhat painful. Then the sadist began her work, whipping and breath play, back and forth in a unrelenting rhythm, which I thought would have no end. As expected it did not.
She stopped long enough to remove the clamps, and rope, and exchanged the clamps for a forceps type. With each and every click of the clamp tightening, a snicker followed. It was back to the whippings, breath play, and a occasional yank on the nipple clips. It was impossible to control any of my thoughts, I found myself drifting in and out.
After what seemed like a eternity she stopped, removed the gas mask, undid the ropes, and slowly released the clamps to increase the intensity of the blood rushing back to my nipples.
What I did not mention earlier, that during our lunch the subject of needle play was brought up, and I expressed a willingness to tryout this avenue of play.
Commanding me to stand, I was taken over to the medical table. My arms were bound over my head, and my legs tied to the table. Hanging next to me was a vast assortment of implements used in medical play. I starting to feel a rush of emotions come over me.
With her sadistic tone, she asked me if I had any idea of what she had in store for me next. Looking down at my already deformed and tender nipples, all I could do was shake my head yes, but the voice inside was saying oh no. Without any warning I was blindfolded. Hearing all the movement and preparations in the background, feeling her apply a cold liquid to my nipples, made for a intense head rush. A feeling that I haven't had in quite awhile.
She removed the blindfold, and all my attention was focused on her. I knew in my heart once I saw her standing in front of me with the sadistic look, and a needle in one hand, that she was the mistress I had been looking for.
With one hand she pinched and pulled my nipple, and in a very deliberate manner, inserted the 1st of what was to be 6 needles into my nipples. Each of the needles were perfectly placed, with all of them running in different directions. Needle play for me was awesome, I was able to experience new and exciting sensations. Actually I really did not what it to end.
Once she removed the last needle, her attention turned to carefully attending my wounds. Which much to my surprise were barely visible. She untied me, and gave me a minute to gather myself, I think she could sense my buzz.
I was then taken to her whipping bench, my arms and legs were tightly bound. There I was face down, with my bum positioned for her pleasure. After some paddling and whipping, and with that evil snicker I was told that this is just a warm up. With her sadistic tone she said that after this little warm up, that she planned to whale on my bum. Which is exactly what she did. Methodically she whipped me, with every change of her whip, came a increase in the whips sting. My struggles were useless against this relentless attack.
Soon any background noise disappeared, it was replaced with the sound of the whip striking my skin, and then it was just me, and the sting of the whip. I was in a unbelievable head space.
When the whipping finally ended, I was untied, left with my body quivering, completely drained, and unable to move. After a few minutes, she helped me up, and instructed me to get dressed.
After dressing, I returned to the dungeon, we shared some final thoughts, and then I left. I left with my head in the clouds, in the ultimate sub space, already thinking of our next meeting.
...there's a circular imprint of a lube bottle on your model releases.
...you nearly slip, fall, and crack your head open on the bathtub(due to repeated
washing of rubber/latex and the lube film that develops)
...your living room, dining area, kitchen, and bathroom all smell like rubber because
of all the garments hanging to dry.
...no matter how much you wash everything you'll always find glitter and fake blood
from performances and shows you've attended.
...all the doorknobs are slippery.
...your phone starts making new noises due to all the lube that's on it all the time.
...it's amazing how soft your skin is!
...your still camera and video camera are slippery.
...trips to the Container Store are made to have extra storage for garments...and you
realize your car now smells like rubber.
...you seriously consider buying stock in Eros Lube. (Do they even have stock
options?)
Feel free to add your own in a comment!
Yes, Chicago slaves and pervs! Miss Maya and I will be shooting video this Tuesday, the 31st. We have slots available starting at 4pm and going into the late evening. Email me at MistressNatalya@gmail.com.
We require you to sign a model release, bring two forms of id and a small gift for the dungeon. It is not necessary to be unhooded to shoot with us. All boundaries are discussed and respected.
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Tonight I will be tormenting victims at Exit's weekly Bondage A Go Go! This evening Miss Maya, Mistress Cleo, and I will be a ferocious triad.
Come out to say hello and get your masochistic itch scratched. For more information, go to www.exitchicago.com
Last night a lady friend and I were having a discussion. Since we both are HEAVILY into rubber, we got to talking about rubber bedding. Given my current excursions to parties wearing rubber this season, I decided that rubber bedding isn't the most sleep friendly material in Chicago...it gets really cold in the winter, and, if you don't have central air, extremely hot in the summer. These extremes are quite harsh on rubber.
My lady friend said, "well that shouldn't stop the fun of the bedding!" I agreed...and we brainstormed on a specific slave position. I'm imagining a plush queen size bed outfitted with rubber sheets, inflatable pillows, and a slippery pinstripe duvet. The bedding's purpose is specifically for playing and sexual escapades with lovers. Once the encounter is over, I imagine sliding off the bed and collapsing onto the floor in POB(post orgasmic bliss).
A slave enters to strip and wash the rubber bedding. Said slave would be able to read me extremely well and determine what kind of fresh linens I'd want on the bed. Would I want a satin set? Perhaps the extremely soft bamboo set would be just right...
Either way the slave is completely unobtrusive-not making eye contact, knows just what to do, and has a keen sense of detail.
Valentine's/Valencrime's Day is fast approaching. As a treat, I've decided to lower the rates on my phone domination lines. I AM NOT, however, lowering my rates for real time sessions. There is already a discount in place for those who enjoy longer sessions.
Today I'll be available to chat about fetishes and play on the phone from 3pm to 6pm CST.
MNTP sent this lovely gem to my email. The following has been cut and paste from an email. Nothing has been changed or altered. I've only removed my play thing's real name for discretion purposes.
Enjoy...
(For background, the reader should know that the following moments ensued after Mistress Natalya devised a particularly trying predicament to utilize a new toy, a 1" wide split steel stretcher, that Natalya helped me to acquire. I was bound on my hands and knees atop a bondage bench, chest pressed onto bench and very vulnerable) . . .
Nearly in tears from the sensory overload, my head was spinning even while my body was firmly secured upon the kneeling bench. While I was tightly bound at my knees and elbows, keeping me in a vulnerable position, Natalya allowed me enough movement to squirm forward as she relentlessly probed and stimulated me. Deviously ingenious, she used the stretcher that had become a new favorite toy as a tool in this devilish predicament. My arousal from her handling of me would build to what I felt had to be the point of bursting as she would continue to probe and manipulate, and my natural response was to escape . . . get away from the stimulation that would casue me to transgress the forbidden boundry of losing control. Each attempt to escape, to squirm away, was ultimately restricted by the stretcher. Before I could even comprehend my own movements, I would find myself drawn taut beyond what I thought I could bear. I was sweating profusely as I clutched new depressions into the hard wood of the bench. My chest slid slickly across the leather of the bench, my whole body thrust forward, away from Natalya and her probing hands -- my whole body, except for my balls, that is. Only as I was stretched (ironically, under my own power) to the point of breaking would I realize that Natalya's relentless probing had, if fact, relented, and that I was receeeding (if only barelly) away from the brink of orgasm. As I would almost catch my breath and sigh as relief washed over me, I would hear her laugh and feel her hands on my hips, slowly but firmly pulling me back, the relief from the stretching receding only to be replaced with a new feeling of trepidation as she started in anew. I felt an entirely new wave of stimulation and pleasure building, one that I would have to resist to heed my instructions from Natalya. Her laughter was in my ears as I began to squirm away, stretching myself again, pulling myself to the point where the steel cuff bolted around me and my own tolerance for pain would permit no further escape, desparately hoping that Natalya would relent in her delivery of pleasure and spare me the shame of losing control. How did I get here, to a place where I was so single-mindedly driven to escape pleasure, that I would physically stretch myself to the limit of my endurance to avoid it? How did I fall into a mindset where the discomfort was a relief and I sought refuge from pleasure at the boundaries of my pain tolerance? While it was a mystery, slowly unlocking itself to me, someone in the room knew exactly the path to clear to lead me there, and I heard her laugh again as she pulled me back for a yet another revolution of this wicked cycle.
Tomorrow evening I will be co-hosting Exit's Weekly Bondage A Go Go night with Mistress Cleo and Mistress Luxe. Cold bums will be warmed, naughtiness punished, and diabolical smiles will be on our faces! Come out! We'll start at 11pm.
For more information go to www.exitchicago.com
Hopefully we'll see you there.
