I have a confession to make:
Before
The Emperor came into my life, I had never owned a
flogger of my own. Sure, I'd had paddles and leather straps, and other
impact toys. Hell, I'd even felt somewhere around 100-or-so different
types of floggers on my own flesh, not to mention the dozens upon dozens
of single tails and whips.
Sometimes, I played with other people's toys. But it's just not the
same. I wasn't even aware of how incredibly different it is until The
Emperor showed up, and I held it in my hand. Thanks to
Flog Me, Baby
for the enlightening education!
The curve of the 7″ metal handle feels cold
against my grip, and the weight of the steel causes The
Emperor to fall into a natural position, all on its own. The sphere
(or knob) at the end of the handle is not just decorative; it
also doubles as an added-bonus to make using the handle of The Emperor
as an insertable toy much, much more thrilling. It triples as an easy
way to let you know where your grip should be for ideal flogging control
and technique.
The Emperor weighs in nicely at over a pound, and is adorned with 24
grain leather falls, each a luscious 20.5″ long and 3/8″ wide. It smells
like Heaven, and is not for the vegan in your life, nor the faint of
heart. (Those being two very distinct categories!)
The falls feel incredibly soothing against
naked flesh. They have the potential to tickle, relax, or caress when
dragged against a body. When my play partner was dancing the falls
across my naked skin, it took me a few deep breaths to not fly
immediately into sensate Heaven. (Not that there's anything wrong with
that; I just wanted to stay present at least a wee bit longer!)
When The
Emperor is being used as an impact toy, this flogger can pack a
punch. It's well-made, and the fact that the handle is weighted makes it
more of a heavy-duty toy than it would ever be otherwise. With little
effort, The Emperor evokes gasps, sighs and those oh-so-precious moans.
It doesn't take a heavy labor on the part of the painter to
make one's canvas blush with the strokes of The Emperor.
You know, like that initial layer of acrylic gesso that you lovingly
paint on before really getting to work (or passionate play)... If you
put a little muscle into it or conscious intent (depending on your
familiarity with floggers and your ability to flog immaculately with
your eyes closed or not), your living, breathing, moaning,
and likely squirming, canvas will start to become more and more
audible.
The Emperor hasn't made me scream yet. Okay, okay, I guess I've
screamed a few times at its hands. But not
that loudly. Hee.
It feels like rain falling from the sky, its falls the droplets. If
you inhale deeply, you can smell them in the air like you smell the
summer rains, and you can even feel the essence of them before they
kiss your skin.
As the storm increases in intensity,
The Emperor's kisses turn into nibbles or love-bites, somewhat akin
to tiny hail stones. There is a sting, but also the exhilarating feeling
of being touched by something sacred. And the sting dissipates rather
quickly, melting into a larger area of deliciousness,
especially if the flogging continues. Of course, if so desired, you can
get a much bigger wallop out of The Emperor. It can get pretty vicious.
Make sure that you're playing with safe-words!
After my first full session (I first typed sexxion,
whoops!) with The
Emperor, I was nearly 4″ taller. Now, why would anyone go get a
massage when they could just be treated to the delight that is this
flogger? It's oh-so-good for lengthening out muscles and decompressing
the spine... for un-kinking all the kinks that your body may have acquired
since your last good scene. Seriously.
If you're in love with the scent of good
leather, or enjoy impact-play, check
out The Emperor over at Flog Me, Baby, and pick up one of these sexy,
sexy floggers for your kinky escapades! Just be sure to keep it away
from any kitties; mine is hopelessly in lust with The Emperor. Not more
than I am, but perhaps equally so, and she tries to steal it away when
she thinks I'm not looking. (And kitties here is not a
euphemism for pussies. I meant kitties. Like cats. Alright?
Good. Just checking.)
