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Firehorse
Productions, Inc. and Midori's Newsletter
January
18, 2004
Table
of contents
- Second
Book Title Contest: Erotic Science Fiction from Circlet
- Draft
of Essay "In the Quixotic Search of a Slave"
- Upcoming
class/event reminder: SF, LA and new SF classes in February
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Book Title Contest #2:
Name
My Erotic Science Fiction Book!
Thanks for your recent help in naming my upcoming non-fiction essay
book from Daedalus Publishing. The winner will be announced soon.
So here's another one!
I just got a request from my publisher, Circlet Press. They want
me to finish my book soon and needs a title.
The deadline for the title is end of next week. That's January 23rd.
This is my collection of hard core erotic cyber punk / science fiction
short stories. All the tales are set in a future Tokyo. It's rather
Noir in feel. Very much the seamy underbelly of a dirty, dark city
where people come to disappear, run to something or run away from
something. If you're familiar with my Aural Seductions CD, "Aya's
Blade" (Yakuza Femme revenge story) and "Master Han's
Daughter" (a long piece about a guy who tries to bed down the
drug lords daughter for a shot at the good life) will both be in
there. There are tales of the part-cat hooker, the corrupt immigrations
officer, the sexy & wicked women's biker gang, etc.
Prize? Yes! Prizes!
A signed copy of the book
A print from BeautyBound.com
My gratitude
Your bragging rights
Send your entry directly to my email at midori@fhp-inc.com
Make sure to mention "Sci Fi Book Title Contest" in your
subject line so I won't delete you among the growing spam.
I hope you can help!
:)
Midori
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Draft
of essay.
This essay originally appeared in Spectator
magazine for my monthly column, Babylon Bound.
Copyright: Midori 2003
Working Title: In the Quixotic Search of a Slave
I am a romantic at heart. No, really, I mean it.
No, I'm not the "long walks on the beach" type of romantic.
Nor am I the heart shaped box of chocolate kind of woman.
I'd rather make you crawl through the sand while I sit under a parasol
or carve a bloody heart into your back. Actually, I'm the kind of
romantic that wants you to hold that parasol on the beach over me
for as long as I desire. I'm the kind of romantic that wants you
to hand serve the box of chocolate on a silver plate as you present
it to me on bended knee.
I'm that kind of a romantic.
Service has been on my mind lately. To be honest, it's been on my
mind since I was a little one, in some way shape or form, but it's
just been in the forefront of my thoughts lately. Service is a particular
form of submission within the galaxy of personal erotic expression
and relationships called SM and Leather. It holds a very special
place in my heart - a very romantic place. So what's Service and
what's so special about it? More importantly why do I spend so much
of my time in search of the right Service for me? What's the turn-on
for this Diva?
I'll admit, this may possibly be a narcissistic pleasure that I
pursue. Simply put, I wish to have in my keep a woman or a man who
derives pleasure, satisfaction and sense of purpose from providing
me with the best ministration to my needs as they know how. I would
go as far as to say that I seek to own a person as a servant, a
slave, bound to me by sense of duty and devotion. This is not slavery
that comes from coercion by force or economic pressure. It is not
the sort of slavery that men, women and children are forced into
in the past and today as the result of political and economic imperialism
or caste based oppression. The desire to serve should well up in
the heart of the servant like an eternal fountain, whether it's
there constantly or inspired by a key individual. They shall be
motivated by a need to be useful. . . and I dream improbably that
they really desire to put my needs above theirs.
Service in itself is the end, not the means to an end. This is an
important distinction. Often people will offer service to the person
that they desire, believing that it's the ticket to some other benefit.
Maybe they want to have sex with the potential dominant. Maybe they
want to have a more traditional dyad love relationship. Maybe they
want to be supported financially with room and board in exchange
for work. In each of these cases they use Service simply as a tool
to get to another desired outcome in the relationship. In a sense
they are using the outward appearance of service as a commodity
to be traded for other goods or services. It's a quid pro quo. The
motivation of the service provider, in these cases, is centered
around the manipulation of the act of service and manipulation of
the dominant with a goal in mind that is only indirectly related
to that dominant.
Frankly it would be much easier if they just came out and asked
me if I wanted to have sex with them. It would be so much easier
if the needs were clearly stated so that both people can balance
their needs and desires with each other. Instead they use the act
of service and get my hopes up that maybe, just maybe, they may
be the 'one.'
Service
is not a fantasy role-playing scene for me. I do not want to have
a pretend game of having a French Maid tottering around my house
and call it Service.
French Maid scenes, or other similar domestic servant role play
or slave fantasy scenes are fun for an erotic evening's entertainment.
I have enjoyed boys and girls in that role as I play the Lady of
the House. I even own several such costumes with heels and corsets,
petticoats and dresses for just such occasion. French Maids of this
sort are best bound up, bent over and thoroughly thrashed or sexually
savaged.
As they teeter on impossible high heels, delicately maneuver around
in fragile stockings and worry about the sexual quality of the up-turn
of their booty as they pour tea, they aren't much useful of anything
other than precariously served tea and perverse fucking.
The French Maid in such a situation is very rarely useful in actually
taking care of my needs. They're not likely to schlep my luggage,
wash my car, run errands, clean cat litter or be my bodyguard. I
end up protecting them from unwanted attention of offending bystanders
as they giggle girlishly. This could be fun for a few hours in an
evening. It does not, however, help me in making my life easier
when I'm dashing around enabling their helplessness.
(My apologies to the exceptional service maids such as Sissy for
using the example of the French Maid in a way that may be perceived
as derogatory. You, the dedicated service maids, are a rare and
precious breed!)
Perhaps
I seek the impossible. I want a person who is motivated by loyalty,
devotion, honor and a selfless sense of usefulness. I seek a person
who is happy to not be the center of my life, universe and all consuming
attention but rather be a silently appreciated, integral part of
my life.
In an oversimplified model, my fantasy is that this person will
be like my right arm. I do not think of my right arm at all times.
It is a part of me and I know that it is there to serve my needs
and desires as my extension. I do not need to pet my right arm so
that it may work well. (Although my right arm may be used to pet
me so I may feel good!) This is a form of objectification. I'm aware
of this. This is the sort of fantasy from which the desire to own,
be served and posses arises, but then it's modulated by reason and
tempered by reality.
But
everyone wants to be desired, right? So could I ever find a person
who lives to serve like my arm? This improbability is what makes
my pursuit of Service fundamentally romantic. Romance by classic
definition isn't about love leading to marriage. It's "a narrative
in verse or prose, written in a vernacular language in the Middle
Ages, dealing with strange and exciting adventures of chivalrous
heroes." It's about "idealized events remote from everyday
life." It's a notion full of idealized relationships of purity,
beauty, intensity and epic heroes.
By definition it's extra-ordinary. It's an absurd, extravagant and
delusional quest.
I know this. Yet I continue to search like Don Quixote. Instead
of the monster disguised as windmills, I am searching for my very
own Sancho Panza. I seek the Japanese warrior on devoted to the
notion of bushido and loyal to his lord. The knight willing to sacrifice
for this Lady must be out there. The Roman General, who swears allegiance
to Cesar, served with the sort of honor and strength that I idolize.
If I feel this way, then perhaps a complimentary person is out there,
matching my needs with his or her own life-long hunger.
The root of my desire is not rational, reasonable or fair. The execution
of this desire, however, must necessarily be ruled by my own honor
and ethics if I'm to 'rule' another. In this notion, the potential
for narcissism in seeking Service is negated.
How
did I get this way?
Blame it on my mother and my grandmother. My grandfather, I was
told, served my grandmother hand and foot. My mother, the professor,
always had acolytes in the form of TAs, taking care of her, attending
to her, focusing and sacrificing for her. My grandmother ruled with
competence, confidence, a sense of entitlement and perhaps more
than a touch of domineering demeanor.
She was the drill sergeant and ruthless commander. My mother led
her merry band with beauty and near na‘ve grace of an uber-intellectual.
She was the master of her art whose students sought simply to learn
by spending time with her and serving her.
We were poor, yet somehow both the women in my life ended up with
what is essentially Service submissives, devotees or functional
servants. An odd situation, I realize.
The model for the relationship was right there before my very own
eyes, but the training to be a good owner or master was not available.
So I turned to the next available model of Service, Dominance and
submission. The military, both past and present: The Generals of
Rome, the Samurai to the Emperor and the Army team-members to the
Sergeant or Chief were my role models. (Lieutenants? Forget them!
They're 'frag-able.')
Here enters the notion of leadership responsibility, honor and ethics
of the dominant into my previously unilateral fantasy of ownership.
Here the romance of chivalry blooms.
In
the end, I seek to form a mutually fulfilling operating unit of
well-meshed desires and needs, where I will be served as I lead
and teach while they will serve as they find strength and fulfillment.
Recently
I was asked if a person's service to me turned me on or aroused
me. The answer we easy. Sexually? No. But good service executed
gracefully with a sense of pride and peace feeds me with a surge
of strength. It makes me happy.
It is not sexual, it is something other than sexual, but profoundly
fulfilling.
I can understand that the erotic component would be the primary
driver for Service if the end goal was some sort of sexual fulfillment
within a scene. But a relationship's longevity can't be based upon
the moment to moment rush of sexual gratification. I'm looking for
a unique relationship with staying power.
For
that matter, sexual contact in a Service relationship with me is
not automatic. It usually isn't even a consideration for me.
If I choose to have that with a Service person, so be it. But a
demand or assumption for sexual access is sure to be received with
decided drop in the room temperature around me and a door closed
on their ass.
It is the romantic notion of an idealized power exchange that I
seek. So I roam upon my steed across the oft barren landscape of
pervs and dunes of freaks in search for the one that's right for
me, the one who bears the mark in their heart "in service to
Midori."
In Leather Pride
Midori
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UPCOMING
CLASSES & EVENTS
San Francisco: Wednesday, January
21, 2004, 9:00p until closing
Performance at Bondage-A-Go-Go to celebrate it's new/old location!
Bondage-A-Go-Go is moving back to its roots! Return to the Trocadero!
(520 4th St)
Read the club's web
site and official blurb
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San Francisco: Saturday, January 24, 2004 Afternoon
MC of San Francisco Dyke boy & Dyke girl Contest
For more Info go to http://www.dykedaddydiva-sf.org/
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Los Angeles: Wednesday, January 28, 2004, 8:30p-10:00p
Class for Avatar Club LA "Advanced Rope Bondage & Problem
Solving"
Location: MCC meeting hall -- 5730 Cahuenga Blvd., North Hollywood
(2 blocks north of Burbank Blvd.)
Donation: $5.00, but no one will be turned away for lack of funds.
For more info go to http://www.avatarla.org/
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Los Angeles: Thursday, January 29, 2004, 8:00p-10:00p
Class @ Grand Opening! Boutique, LA: Art of Feminine Dominance 1
Location: 8442 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood, right
across the street from world famous Barney's Beanery and right next
door to Dream Dresser Δ.
Tel #: 323-848-6970
For more info: http://www.grandopening.com/
Cost: $34
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Los Angeles: Friday, January 30, 2004, 8:00p-10:00p
Class @ Grand Opening Boutique: Aural Sex 1 - Seduction by Voice
& Erotic Story Telling
Location: 8442 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood, right across
the street from world famous Barney's Beanery and right next door
to Dream Dresser Δ.
Tel #: 323-848-6970
For more info: http://www.grandopening.com/
Cost: $34
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San Francisco: Tuesday, February 3, 2004, Doors
7pm, Class 7:30pm to 10pm
Class: Cock & Ball Play for the Adventurous @ QSM
Sliding Scale: $20 to $10.
Note: Please call us at 415-550-7776 or email qsm@sonic.net
if you plan to attend.
** I'm looking for an experienced demo bottom too!
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San Francisco: Wednesday, February 11, 2004
7:00p-10:00p
Class "Pushing the Psychological Edge" @ Madame
S
A special class... Not for the novice player.
Space is limited to facilitate a more intimate atmosphere and intense
discussion.
Cost: $35 / single ticket
$60 / pair tickets
Pre register through Madame S. You can drop by the shop or call
with a credit card.
Tel: 415 863-9447
Location: Madame S at 321 7th Street, just before Folsom in San
Francisco
Tel: 415 863-9447
P. S. If you want to catch the archives of eNewletters, read some
articles I've written or check my travel schedule, just drop by
the Fire Horse Productions, Inc site at http://www.fhp-inc.com/
If
you have any questions, comments, feedback, or you just want to
meet other like-minded people around the globe (ok, so mainly people
who've been to my classes but they do range from Denmark to Australia)
join the discussion at my yahoo group called DivaMidori ( it is
Adult Access only) the URL is: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/divamidori/
Don't forget to check out some of the new images at my bondage art
site BeautyBound.com
In
Leather Pride
Midori
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