Viewing Content in Other Countries Thanks to UK & US VPN's

In this age of information and technology, there is so much available at our
fingertips.

With resources like the Internet, we are able to have access to information
on nearly any topic quickly within our reach. Whether that information is
fetish content, your favorite television programming, a favorite radio station
abroad, or your favorite hometown news, the things that we crave are frequently
just a click away.

Unfortunately, sometimes we lose access to those things that we enjoy so much.
For many of you traveling from the UK, seeking your hometown television or radio
can be difficult if not almost impossible. If you have a fetish and are traveling
to China, it might be difficult to have access to even the most common fetish
content so readily available in the US.

For those of you in any of these situations, I would like to recommend a solution.
There is a web site that offers a Free or Premium US or UK PPTP VPN.
A VPN is a virtual network connection that will allow you to seem to have a
UK VPN which will allow you to connect to UK
media web sites EASILY and enjoy excellent quality connections allowing you to
watch high quality streaming content FLAWLESSLY.

For those in other countries that would like to view US streaming media content,
you can sign up for a US VPN account. These are all possible thanks तो
http://www.hideipvpn.com a web site that can provide a
UK or US PPTP VPN (Point-To-Point Tunneling Protocol and Virtual Private Network).

The site offers 100 free accounts each month that fill up QUICKLY. There is so
much demand for this fantastic service, after the 100 accounts fill up, they are making
available special premium accounts for a very reasonable fee ($5.99/mo or $9.99/mo)

If this sounds like a resource that can help you, I HIGHLY recommend them!

Happy viewing!

-Sharina

Ask The Mistress

I have been asked over the years about certain types of play, safety, execution, and things relating to fetishes. Recently, I was asked by two separate individuals about oxygen deprivation, and this was before the sad news of David Carradine's death associated with breath play. I would like to post the letters here as they contain very useful information.

 

If there is anything else you would like to ask, please do. It pleases me to know that I am here, not just as your thrill guide, but to serve as an educational resource insuring that you play safe and teeter upon the edge without incident.

 

On a side note, the letter I am about to post is from a man I will call "Jay" who is now in counseling. His therapist suggested he get a dog because the dog would always be around and he wouldn't be tempted to "bag" himself. I think that is brilliant.

 

I will post my first two letters by commenting on this post. If you would like to ask a question or post a comment, click on the word, "comment".

 

I err on the side of caution always. In addition, I know first aide and CPR.

RACK: Risk Aware Consensual Kink or SSC: Safe Sane and Consensual.

 

Play safe!

 

Sharina Nicole

 

TRAMPLING Workshop for MSDB's "The Lab"

I had a very wonderful time giving my workshop on one of my favorite passions... TRAMPLING! The evening began with me asking a few questions like, How many people in the audience know absolutely nothing about trampling? (quite a few hands go up) How many of you have some experience in trampling? (not many hands go up) How many of you just came to watch someone get pummeled by a woman in heels? (quite a few hands went up on that last question!)

I enjoyed talking about my first experience with trampling. Reminiscing about the old days at Wrapture when Mistress Jacquie called me with the possibility of a session with someone who was into "trampling". At the time I knew nothing about it, and as time went on, I would form a lovely trampling relationship with one "trampleguy" and I would learn so many things throughout the years. In fact, I would say that Mitch is the one I favor when it comes to having someone under my feet and heels. The wonderful energy we share is very cool.

I also passed some of my custom made heels around the room so people could feel the ends of the heels and what kinds of marks they would groove into the skin. I brought my infamous strappy sandals with the special assortment of screw-on heels. I load the heels on like bullets in a gun. Of course I brought several of the BZ heels as well as the annihilators and the 5 point crown shredders.

My first demonstration was for beginners and novices to trampling. My slave mike was under my feet and heels for this one. I taught people how to begin trampling if they have little to no experience and are heavier than the person they are trampling. People were amazed at how absolutely anyone could enjoy trampling no matter what their weight or experience.

My next demonstration was about standing on my slave's chest and then subtly bouncing and jumping...and then I put on a pair of heels. The audience gasped and giggled.

My next demonstration included some audience participation. I had another Mike lie down on the matt while asking two men and one woman to come up. I had the woman standing on Mike's chest with the two men on either side of her for balance. I then asked another group to come up, and another and another...until there were about 600 plus pounds standing on Mike all at once! I then announced that I was going to stand on Mike's face, adding a good total of about 720! I perched and then began to hop with small little jumps on his face. What fun...It didn't seem like any of the ladies wanted to step off of Mike!

I demonstrated throat trampling, face smothering and face slapping. I also ran through some of the safety aspects of trampling and what to look out for as well as areas to avoid.

I took quite a long Q and A period before ending the evening and just before it had completely ended, I explained what the numbers on their chairs were meant for. At the beginning of the evening I had my slave place on every chair a colorful graphic of the trampling ad that was on my web site with a number on every sheet. I drew out a corresponding number from a shoe box to announce the winner of a free session from me in my Dungeon Femme Fatale! A very nice man named William won, so I will look forward to inviting him to my special play space for a session.

After the demonstration was over, Mike stayed on the matt while ladies came up and took him for a little spin। It was a wonderful evening and I was very happy to have had Chargerpony and MSDB's "The Lab" invite me to give this workshop on something I love so much!

Sharina Nicole Events and Appearances

I attended the annual Best of the Twin Cities bash hosted by the City Pages and the nightclub Aqua on May 21st.

I was able to chat with Jen of the City Pages who is second to none in customer service! I also had my picture taken with a bevy of (what looked to me) like naughty school girls, only they were promoting some special elixir no doubt to allure unsuspecting captives into their web। You know me, I love a good school girl...er ahhhh baaaaaaad school girl।

Smitten Kitten was there with free treats. I have always supported Smitten Kitten for their place in the community and what they represent.

I met up with some really wonderful people in the back which is where I spent most of the evening chatting and cavorting and having fun with flashlights and shot glasses. A man I met, who spoke

predominantly with hand gestures, with a few near misses to passer-byes. I guessed he was Italian, and found out he was Sicilian like me. Of course there is a bond between us Sicilians...

All in all it was a wonderful evening!

See you again next year,

M Sharina

Here is My Confessional

I have mulled this over in my mind a million times and I want to throw something out there for you to think about. The topic is CONFESSION.

Eventually my domination will evolve into some kind of underground church. I see the pillars, the alter, but mostly, I see the confessional. A secret place where one goes to spill guilt and dump shame. There is NO judgment or assessment, only absolution. Furthermore, it is not only the actions of a person, but their THOUGHTS too that bind them in some kind of mental prison.

Ever notice that kept secrets hold power over you? When you release your sins through words, it loses all power to control.

Here is my proposal...

The doors of my confessional are open. This is your place to dissolve turmoil, fear, and the complexities of worry and uneasiness. I will not judge, discriminate or filter the posts as long as you follow this one guideline: No matter what you write, respect the Blog.

Anything goes.

To receive absolution, I will respond to your confession with a simple statement. Sign your comment with a distinguishing name or phrase.

In divine forgiveness and absoution,

Sharina Nicole

Who says Fantasies are TABOO?

I see the woods in the back of my house and I can't help but wonder what it would be like to hunt a slave down and when captured, drag him (or her) back to be toyed with and tortured...

It's actually thoughts like these that cram my schedule and my days to the fullest! I get ideas all the time and the process leads me to execution eventually, but there are just SO many things that allure my thoughtful brain into so many different directions.

Already my days are filled with sado-masochistic sessions, forcing sissies into submitting to my cock, and the relative manipulations that follow slave training, but really, the other things that drive me to a full force whole body orgasm daily, is my brain. The singular most valuable sex organ we have, because that's where it all begins...in the brain.

Naughty thoughts are part of what makes us sexual. You know, the thoughts that make some of us look down at our shoes, with a sudden flush of heat warming over the face...but those are the thoughts we know are naughty...they cause a chill, possibly a giggle...but what about those other thoughts? The ones YOU WOULD NEVER TELL ANYONE ABOUT. What about those?

I want to open this blog up to those who want to share. I'll share, if you do. See, I'm the one who likes to DO things to people, and I enjoy exploiting their fantasies AND their weaknesses, knowing all the time, it's what they really want.

So, what would I do to my captured? The unimaginable, of course. These are only thoughts that infiltrate my brain. Thoughts that drive my world in fantasy. Would I ever actually do the unimaginable? No, but when I think of something that makes me look down at my shoes, and drives a hot flush of pleasure mixed with the subtle concept that this is my secret only...I smile.

I have secrets. Share yours with me.

M Sharina

Rubber Ball Fetish Kink . . . Hot in Latex

The Minneapolis Rubber Ball was fantastic! I brought the largest suitcase I have and filled it with lots of stuff from my dungeon. It took me an hour to pack it and even longer to put everything away. I am a stickler for things being clean, inside and out and they must be organized.

The evening was very rubbery, as you can imagine. My dear friend and rubber fetishist, Jean Bardot was there. In fact she organized the entire evening. Everyone seemed to be latex clad and feeling deliciously sensual.

I wore my black Murray and Vern latex corset with the cream piping and my latex pencil skirt that laced up the side with no panties. It occurred to me that the idea of being turned on while I was playing with someone, and the tell tale trickle of my own juices may just give me away.

This is what latex does to me, panties or no panties, just to be encased in it somehow. Actually, when I wear my latex panties, I get warm and juice up, and am powerless over the feeling. In fact, if I have worn latex panties, and the feeling is just right, between my legs, I take them off and slip the crotch over my nose and into my mouth.

I brought these latex boots that I had my slave put on me, only after I had trampled him with my needle heels and stood on his face. I then allowed him to worship them completely. I can imagine how nice it must have been for him to feel his tongue slip up the side of each boot knowing that my hot and sweaty feet were inside. I can only begin to tell you how much of a foot fetishist my slave mike W is.

During the evening, I pierced yet another slave mike (mike P), with 18 gauge needles. I attached cords to the needles and my wonderful friend Cynthia and I lead him through the crowd. I brought him back downstairs and strapped him helplessly to my gurney. slave mike P is a very tall man. He has such a sweet face and when I put my leather head harness on him, he reminds me of "Pin Head" in the movie Hellraiser, only the pins are needles in his chest. I pulled the cords up over his head and I attached them to the gurney. I then made a nice design with treated cotton around his chest and nipples. I then lit it on fire and the crowd watched it FLASH!

It was a wonderful evening...and as I felt myself drift off to sleep that night, I couldn't help but wonder how many others that evening had a trickle running down the inside of their leg, only to go unnoticed as it pooled on the floor.

Dreams are made of, RUBBER!

Mistress Sharina Nicole