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The Burden!


Installed with the approval of his formidable Wife as a human coat rack in his Mother-in-Law’s small first-floor beauty salon, Fong is beginning¬† to regret agreeing to the bizarre punishment. But he had been caught philandering yet again and was desperate not to be thrown out by the two businesswomen whom he depended upon for his income. For past indiscretions he had endured beatings with the rattan handle of a feather duster and being made to kneel in shame with a vase balanced precariously on his head but this was something new and had obviously required preparation.

His Mother-in-Law’s lady customers seemed curiously unperturbed by the spectacle of Fong in stringent bondage serving as the salon coat rack, as though they had expected nothing less. As he began to suffer the weight of their heavy leather coats the hapless Fong realised with sudden dread that his Mother-in-Law had never said how long he must suffer this extraordinary penance! Surely the terrible ordeal would not be a permanent arrangement?


Now Fong’s Wife and Mother-in-Law knew exactly where he was and what he was doing!

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Forniphilia (Part Two)


The search for the perfect salon chair goes on! The submissive male providing a seat for his Mistress is quite a common theme and fairly established imagery at the various Atelier galleries. But more often than not it is symbolic rather than completely fetishised. The naked male on all fours, perhaps hooded, but otherwise unrestrained, suggesting a willing submission to support Madam’s lovely derriere. To show Her power and his ignominy. Seldom, if ever, is the male slave reduced to the kind of stringently inventive objectification that is the fate of female submissives at the likes of House of Gord. . .


. . . with that suggestion of permanent reduction that is unlikely in reality but oh so compelling in fantasy. The human form compressed and sheathed (in leather of course – but latex if you insist), strapped, laced, zippered or even sewn into a convenient helplessness, absolutely silenced, and then used in a disregarding sort of way that compels both anonymity of form and worthlessness. A servicing fate, to await, to support, to long for, even to ogle the unattainable in the ultimate adoration. The presence of Madam is a necessary visual juxtaposition of power but to contemplate a “chair”, alone, unattended, waiting to be put to use, creates a frisson of extra indifference.

Both exploratory sketches of salon chairs above are unpublished but for further journeys into the fantasy genre visit Madam Tao’s Human Furniture Emporium at my gallery website www.studio-oridomain.com

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Forniphilia (Human Furniture Fetish)


The latest illustration for the fantasy Madam Tao’s Human Furniture Emporium series at www.studio-oridomain.com depicts the preparation of new salon chairs for the Charmy Beauty Salon’s demanding owner with a main illustration and three vignettes (teaser above). Dithered over the precise design of those and how to incorporate a head rest, eventually settling on a heart-shaped pink leather cushion attached to the gag, to match the heart shaped back padding on the chair. Heart-shaped themes abound in my illustrations, almost as obsessively as human coat hooks, but I have no idea why. The complete salon chair design has not been illustrated yet but it will be shown in use in due course.


The also ran ideas involved leather “sausage” cushions strapped over the head (above) and around it (below) as depicted in these preliminary sketches. That looked a little strange (!) like a boxing glove over the head, so the idea was discarded. But I’m still not sure. Probably have to illustrate a lot more salon chairs!

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The Boot Fitting

BootFittingIllustrations often start with a pencil draft and sometimes those are so immediate in creating a response that refining them sometimes seems retrograde. The completion processes of inking in, painting with gouache and watercolour, scanning and then formatting the illustration to further refine it can be tedious. Those stages to completion can also drain the illustration of its immediacy and impact. How much of that is just down to the tedium of the process, familiarity breeding contempt, is difficult to say because the illustrator is rarely able to judge the final result objectively.

LWM_MVA_Bottisserie_1The Boot Fitting was an illustration in the Madam Van Arden story in Leather World Madams series at Studio Oridomain. Madam Van Arden goes on holiday and consigns her long suffering wealthy cash cow of a husband Boocock to the Bottisserie of one of her cronies, Madam Nina, where he is put to work for the duration suitably uniformed as a Boot Maid. I prefer the original pencil rough for this illustration (seen above) because I think it captures something that the completed illustration loses. I can’t say what that is because it is difficult if not impossible to define – and probably very personal! Playing around with the final illustration also creates different moods, with black and white or sepia versions giving a retro look which can be nostalgic towards that way way back, long before internet age of cheaply published under the counter FemDom booklets of the Nutrix kind. The reproduction process for those illustrations often made for a sort of compelling charm, a lure into a world where who knew what other forbidden delights might lurk.


In the illustration Boocock, the evergreen pervert, is both appalled and excited by his predicament. Just to make sure that he keeps Madam Van Arden’s supremacy in mind as he toils in the Bottisserie she has subjected him to a stocking shame hood and shoe gag, with the toe of the shoe strapped firmly into his mouth to keep him quiet. The stocking and shoe are, of course, the very personal possessions of Madam Van Arden. The Bottisserie reeks of new leather, expensive leather, exotic leather, and Boocock himself has been put into a leather maid’s uniform of such aching tightness that every beck and call required of him is an ordeal of movement. Vignettes in the original sequence illustrate that and hopefully express the curious excitement and delight of the impediments of the hobble skirt on movement. To be made to walk quickly in punitive clothing that most severely hinders that, urged on by a beautiful tormentress armed with a flexible implement of encouragement and correction, is a sublime thrill.

FDBSSepiaPainting the leather is the most tedious process of all, with multiple passes of watercolour and gouache to build the necessary depth and the results are by no means consistent. Sometimes it comes together and sometimes it doesn’t. I’m largely self taught so I break a lot of rules, often deliberately, but Sardax, inspirer, mentor and patient guide, has helped me immeasurably along the way. The late Eric Stanton is another influence who often resolves problems for me. I don’t pretend to be the equal of those two masters of the art of illustration in any way and the furrow I plough is far less sure and certain in draughtsmanship, but I hope that the illustrations have improved over the years and that some of them, the absence of the ubiquitous strap on notwithstanding, can create a response that shares my own passions. I thank you.

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“At Your Convenience, Madam”

Shoe-Shine ClippedNewly established outside the Boot and Shoe Boutique at the Mahjong Palace Mall, a free shoe-shining service for the lady patrons. The miscreant is literally chained to his work, sheath-sewn in boot leather, double secured with a strap cage and hooded with the symbol of his shame, a stiletto shoe, advertising his ignominy. All he can do is bend low and shine to the lady’s satisfaction, silenced by the cleaning brush he must apply to her shoes.

The ladies can avail themselves of the comfortable, adjustable stool and softly padded foot rest as their shoes are serviced, perhaps to smoke a cigarette, gossip with companions waiting their turn or to replenish their lip gloss.

See the complete illustration ‘The Shoe-Shine Gimp’ and other intriguing episodes of ‘Vain, Leather Sheathed Society Matrons’ at Studio Oridomain

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Sold! The Herbalist

The Herbalist!

Macao, not now but then. Way back then. One of those cold, misty January days when the golden light of teeming shops is especially warm and inviting . The sharp click-click of 20th century high heels on an ancient pavement. The rythmic warbling of a pager. No mobiles then. The Herbalist stops at a free telephone store, answers the call, then steps back out into the street and lights a cigarette.

Like the Herbalist’s cigarette ‘Sold!’ at www.studio-oridomain.com is slow burning so stay with it!

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Sold! The Hairdresser

Chapter 2 of the series ‘Sold!’ in ‘Slave World’ at Studio Oridomain, just updated, consists of five vignettes depicting the further misadventures of the submissive punter “enjoying” the fantasy holiday of a lifetime in Womans Town. Here is an illustration of The Hairdresser on her way to her assignment at the Doma Club. Stripped, bound and gagged, and unable to decide whether he is more excited or more terrified by his ordeal, the “merchandise” is deprived of his hair by The Hairdresser and then consigned, in the meantime, to a tiny shoe closet in the back room of the Club. In due course he will join an unhappy companion in the hands of The Herbalist before being passed on to the merciless Slave Dealer and her equally implacable Accomplice where he will be tagged with nose and ear placards as a Woman’s Slave. All pure fantasy of course . . . SWSold!TheHairdresser

In the second update, for Part 2 of ‘The Stocking Boutique Convenience Stool’ in the series ‘Madam Tao’s Human Furniture Emporium’ we get to see behind that changing cubicle wall into the staff rest room where the penitent male providing clothes hanging facilities is enduring an awesome bondage ordeal – one illustration and three vignettes.

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