For those who do not know it, I am a fine art photographer as well as a BDSM educator & Hogtied director.  Below is the press release on my show at Madame S here in San Francisco. 

FP EDGE PRESENTS THE PHOTOGRAPHY OF LOCHAI AT MADAME S.

FP Edge presents the work of photographer Lochai at local Bondage, Fetish, and BDSM store, Madame S.   Although he's been part of the public kink scene for  fourteen years, Lochai has been exploring kink and fetish since he was a six year old riding the school bus when he tied up his first "girlfriend". Since those humble beginnings, Lochai has built up an impressive resume not only as an award winning photographer, but also as a renowned bondage rigger, educator, and stalwart of the greater BDSM CommUNITY.  It's no surprise that in August of 2008, he was picked by kink.com, one of the most respected companies in the adult entertainment industry, to spearhead their flagship site, hogtied.com.

Visit www.fpedge.com for more information about Lochai and other artists

For more information about Madame S. visit www.madame-s.com

Madame S and Mr. S Leather are not only a physical store in San Francisco and Los Angeles, California, but also an online bondage and BDSM store in business since 1979. Madame S and Mr. S are special when it comes to bondage and fetish gear because we make most of our products right here in the USA, unlike most of our competitors, which means, we make products that are by players for players and we specialize in Quality Bondage Gear including but not limited to the following: bondage toys, dildo harness, bondage restraint, BDSM toys, chastity belt, bondage collar, fetish gear, leather bondage, violet wand, bdsm gear, fetish clothing, BDSM clothing, sex machines, leather bondage sex gear, cock rings, bondage, cock toys (cock and ball toys, BDSM CBT, Male Chastity Devices), fetish sex toy, bdsm bondage, nipple clamp, nipple toy, dungeon furniture, fucking machines and other BDSM gear. Visit our online Adult Sex Toy Store (Bondage Store) for all your Adult Sex Store online shopping needs.

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Femina Potens is located at 2199 Market St. at Sanchez, San Francisco, California 94114

Gallery Hours Thursday - Sunday Noon - 6pm.

http://www.fpedge.com

415-864-1558

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Femina Potens is a nationally recognized art gallery and performance space dedicated to the advancement of women and transgendered artists since 2001.

Sponsored by the Queer Cultural Center with support from California Arts Council, San Francisco Arts Commission, the Zellerbach Foundation and Grants for the Arts.  Femina Potens is a leading queer organization in San Francisco, and has been featured on the LOGO channel, Q-Television, Bitch, Bust, Spread, Brian Alexander's book "America Unzipped", the San Francisco Bay Guardian, and the San Francisco Chronicle where Violet Blue called Femina Potens, "the most happening art space in the city; a revolution in art and sex."

This past weekend I was off in DC teaching a bondage class at Winder Fire, a Dark Odyssey event.  I love teaching at events across the country because it is the one time I can get all my kinky friends togetherfor some hot play.

Below is a first person account from a submissive of mine about some of our play.....  Comment all you want she loves the attention...

One thing she left out & will be punished for because of it is that I gave her a bottle full from the bag to drink during the day.

First Person account from Ava

“Hey, can I use your bathroom?  I've really got to pee.”
“Sure.”
“Thanks!”
“Strip, squat in the tub, and piss there.”

My jaw dropped a little bit, and I was glad that my back was to him as the color rushed to my face.  This is how we work, you see...there's just never a start to our scenes, never an end, just this flowing continuum of control.  I started peeling my clothes off, my tank top drooped over the corner of the bed like a white flag of surrender.  I shuffled quietly to the bathroom and climbed in the tub, giving him my very best pathetic puppy eyes.  Maybe if I pleaded with him enough, he'd change his mind, I thought.

I should have known better.  The next thing I knew, he's standing in front of me as I squatted down in the tub, the cold porcelain only making the goosebumps up and down my flesh more noticable.  I rolled my eyes up and watched his face as he told me to suck his cock.  Off came the kilt, and I started to suck contentedly on him, still hoping that maybe he'd forget that I was in the tub to piss...but again, no such luck was to be had.  “If you dont start pissing right now, I will.”  This scared me enough, and the silence that was previously punctuated only by the soft slurping sounds of my mouth now gained the added tinkle of my piss hitting the floor and the gurgling of the drain.  I squeezed my eyes closed as the sharp smell of it wafted upwards, but kept sucking, as if somehow I could distract him from my humiliation by taking him deeper down my throat.  Intermittently, he would reach down and grab my nipples, squeezing so hard that I swear he must have felt the vibrations from my screaming around his cock.

I finished pissing,he pulled out of my mouth, and my thighs had begun to tremble from squatting.  I asked to be allowed to not squat anymore, and was told I could kneel.  I bartered a bit and managed to sit.  He grinned, this evil little curling of his lips that told me there was no way I was getting out of the tub any time soon.  So much for a simple afternoon.  He walked out of the bathroom, and I wrapped my arms around my knees, huddled in fear for what he'd do when he comes back.  I didnt have to wait long, and he set a gray bag on the vanity top.  Out comes a clear, silicone enema bag, and my heart hit the floor.  I had oh so stupidly mentioned to the wrong (right?) person that I hadn't done enema play with anyone in years, and I kind of missed it...so here we were.

Out came the nozzles, my god the nozzles.  The first ones didnt seem too intimidating, just the usual types but made of a heavier type of material.  Then came out the first ridiculous nozzle, about the diameter of a paper towel roll, then the one the size of a baseball bat.  I started to sputter, stammering that he is out of his god damned mind.  Thankfully, there must have been some tiny fiber of his being that leaned towards being a little merciful to my tight ass, and he picked one that looked fairly manageable.  He turned away from me and began to fill the bag in the sink, all the while my heart just kept pounding harder and harder in to my ribs.  When things really got bad was when he started to hang the bag up on the shower rod and paused.  He handed the bag to be and told me to hold it at a specific height in front of me.  As best I could, I held the bag steady, and he began to piss in to it.  I then realized that his piss would be going up my ass, and started to shake even more.  He “comforted” me by “letting” me suck the last droplets of piss from his cock before telling me to get on my knees with my ass in the air.

“Dont lift your head up suddenly.  You've got the faucet for the tub right above your head.”

It seemed so wrong that he was advising me away from accidentally causing myself pain or discomfort, as he was lubing up his fingers to shove them in my ass.  I lowered my head further and was still able to smell my piss as I felt his fingers brush my ass.  “Spread yourself for me.”

I reached back and did as I was told, only to be greeted with his finger slipping inside my ass.  I barely heard him as he told me to relax and breathe, it just felt so uncomfortable, but good.  The nozzle followed, and I tried to remember all the things I had learned when I used to do more anal play, like to push against the nozzle as it entered me.  Im not sure if it worked, but I didnt have much time to assess my responses as the water started rushing in.  I gasped and moaned, the heat of the water rushing through me.  My face felt like it was on fire, and it didnt help when he told me to kneel up and get back to sucking his cock.  This was a new type of multitasking that I had never really thought about before.  I had become afraid to take his cock too deeply, because if I gagged, my ass would clench and make the cramping start sooner.

Once again, I found myself in a situation that I hadnt quite expected.  I had become so focused on sucking his cock and keeping myself from screaming as the water just kept filling me that I hadnt thought about what would happen when I needed to expel the enema.  Thankfully (ha ha), he thought ahead and stopped the flow of water in to me.  I kept sucking him, purposely distracting myself from what that must mean...until he said, “Get out of the tub and sit on the toilet.  Dont you dare expel.”

I obeyed, and sat shivering on the toilet.  Every single fiber of my being was focused on keeping that water in my ass as I went back to sucking his cock.  After just a minute or two, he pulled away again, leaving me whimpering as he grabbed something out of his bag in the other room.  Clover clamps.  God damned evil things went on my nipples and he pulled my mouth back to him, my pathetic whimpers muffled by his thrusting.  I was getting desperate to expel, but there was no way I could see myself asking someone to do something like that.  Once again, it seemed like his voice was coming to me from several miles away when he said, “All you have to do to expel it is ask.  'Please, Sir, may I expel?'  If you do without asking, I will pull on the chain between the clover clamps.”

I was stuck in the game we love to play, where no matter my options, there is no way out and no right answer.  My nipples were throbbing in pain and I couldnt stand the idea of him pulling on that chain, but I couldnt stand the idea of expelling the water and piss from my ass in front of him.  He didn't even have the ventilation fan on, for Christs sake!  Biology won out faster than I would have liked, and with my lips still brushing the tip of his cock, I begged in my most pathetic voice to be allowed to expel.  I was told yes, but to get back to sucking his cock.  He wasnt going to leave?!?!  I kept sucking, but fought myself a few seconds longer on the expelling.  There was no way I could handle that.  No way at all!

Not an option, and the water came rushing out of me.  I thought I might pass out from the throbbing blush in my face and I almost started to cry from the beautiful degradation of it all.  I wanted to look at his face, to see if I was being a good girl, but I couldnt bring myself to open them even a crack.  After a few moments of expelling, choking on cock and choking back tears, he told me to flush the toilet and to start the shower running for him.  I thought we were done.  Wrong...as always.  He stepped out of the bathroom and told me to finish the bag off and flush myself out.  I put the nozzle back in my ass, which somehow seemed even MORE humiliating because I was doing it to myself.  As I expelled the first self enema, I heard him on the telephone with someone just a few feet away, and I slammed the bathroom door.  He quickly reopened it, and I bent myself double, hiding my face in my knees in an attempt to not be quite so humiliated that someone I didnt even know could hear an enema splashing out of my ass.

He climbed in to the shower as I finished filling myself up with the last batch of water from the bag.  I was endlessly grateful for the sound of the running water hiding the sounds of me expelling.  I cleaned myself up as he showered, and obediently followed  his instructions on cleaning up the equipment.  The world started to even itself back out again as he told me to get dressed.  It was like the throbbing ache in my ass and everything we had just done together wasnt real.  My brain started to break just a little bit as we walked towards the door.  I reached for my purse, and his hand snaked up in to my hair, pulling my head back and exposing my neck.  He leaned down and bit my shoulder, the side of my neck, up where my pulse was racing beneath my skin and I started to beg to be allowed to cum.  It was real, all of it, and I had done well.  His growling “Yes,” buckled my knees and I sagged backwards in to him, the strength of his arms the only thing in the world keeping me together.

So much for simple.

Guess what folks, This Friday you will have a special update from my Casting Couch....  I did a CC  shoot with Natasha Dee when she was auditioning for Hogtied and I thought I would give the shoot to you for free as members.  All others can find it on KOD once it goes live.

I was thinking of doing a few Casting Couch bonus per month to see what you, the members think of the girls I try out.  We started using the Casting Couch shoots as a way for directors to choose new models who have never been shot by Kink.com cameras before & then we put them up on KOD for all to see.  Since I am doing the CC shoots now I thought I would give my members a bonus to their HT membership.  So, not sure when I will post other CC shoots but if you like them I just may make this a regular thing.

Past models who have been on my Casting Couch and now are shooting regularly for Kink.com:

Sasha Lexing

Bella Rossi

Amber Keen

So, who will become the next Kink.com star?????  Maybe Natasha Dee?  This woman get wet from the smell of rope!

Lochai

All right, it's starting again.  I post a shoot without any gags & we have the gag people up in arms that I didn't use a gag, then when I post a shoot with gags I get the non gaggers begging for me to NOT use gags.

So, this is what I would like to hear from all of you....

IF you like gags, tell me why & what type (ball, rope, cloth, etc) if you don't like gags again tell me why.  If you are one of those who really don't care either way, please let me know why it really doesn't matter to you you.

Cyd & I are taking Hogtied & Device Bondage on a little road trip to Lake Tahoe.....

Large house, 5 girls, 2 directors and 7 days to get down & dirty.....

Multiple woman, multiple Doms/Tops, chain of command Topping...

So with the following woman under my control, what ideas do you have & what situations would you like to see them in?  No (safe) idea will be looked down upon.  Let's just hope there is snow.

For Kristine, Ami & Dia this will be their first time on Hogtied, For Sarah it will be her first time with me & Amber was just on...

Lochai

I am wondering about how people feel about me having a Co-Top come on every once in a while.  Sometimes it will be a female who will be submissive to me & a top to the main submissive.  I may also have another male Dominant on with me to double team a beautiful submissive. Early on in my taking over the site I did a last min. recruitment of my friend Graydancer and we doubled up on Bella Rossi.  It would be similar to this setting every once in a while.  I have Christina Carter set to join me in tormenting newcomer Kimberly Cline in March as well.  Amber Keen is another Co-Top I will be using as well.

Please visit this poll to cast your vote!

Lochai

Well Vendetta makes her return to Hogtied in a very special Birthday shoot.  She turns 30, look 20 & cums like a fucking pro....  This hardbody Blonde Beauty was a pleasure to tie & beat.  Working with her was extra special because not only is she a beautiful model but she is also a coworker of mine.  Ever since I took the job as director of Hogtied, Vendetta and I have been talking about her coming on set.  Well, she came on set all right!  Over & over again!  Yesterdays shoot was a huge turn on for me and once you see this update, you will want her back as much as I do...

I had the pleasure of directing a Whippedass.com shoot today.  The amazing beautiful Harmony was my Domme with Cherry Torn & Tia Ling as her submissives. Let me just say that these three woman are amazingly hot & wonderful to work with.

Foot worship, smothering, strapon G/G anal sex gets me going......

Lochai