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Private Dancer

24 Nov

Private Dancer by Jack Vettriano

This is one of my favourite Jack Vettriano paintings

Partly because, from my perspective, the relationship between the man and the woman is not as obvious as it may first appear.

The scene is clearly a ‘gentleman’s club’.  A woman is beginning a dance for a man who is seated upon a red leather bench in front of her.  We cannot see the man’s face, but there is something in the shape his left hand is making that suggests his arousal, his need, his wanting to touch her.  Behind his head there is a mirror that shows the reflection of a middle-aged man and a presumably young woman.  They appear to me to be entering a room together, something beyond striptease.

The pose of the woman in the foreground with her back to us is provocative.  She is a typical Vettriano woman – sensual and sexy without being perfect.  There is a lovely tilt to her hip, and one can imagine the silk of her stockinged leg brushing against the man’s trousers as she moves.

She appears to represent the man’s plaything and yet I’m not sure I see it like that.  Many will disagree, but I see her as possessing power.  He has paid his money but somehow this dance is on her terms.  Perhaps it is the fact that she is standing and he is seated, possibly there is something in her stance that is predatory.  It could be that the monetary transaction has betrayed his weakness.  His desire has given her control.

Yet it is not the ambivalence I see in the painting that I most enjoy.

What I really I adore is how it reminds me of the pleasure of a truly private striptease – one by a woman for her lover – a submissive for her Master.

What she wears, designed to thrill

The way she moves so seductively and sensually.

How she carefully choreographs herself to the music.

The thrust of her hips.

The slight sway of her sweet breasts.

The proudly erect nipples.

The amazingly sexy wiggle of her marvellous arse.

The achingly submissive look in her eyes.

The toss of her hair.

The way she strokes herself.

Her parted thighs.

The rising excitement as each garment is removed.

The certainty of her gorgeous nakedness in my arms when the music stops

The deep pleasure we both get…

I feel myself stiffen as I write…

I would recommend it to lovers everywhere.

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A version of this post was originally made in my blog Love Affair Diary under the title of A Recommendation to Dance.

Here are some suggested songs for disrobing

The painting is of course by Jack Vettriano

 
43 Comments

Posted by on November 24, 2012 in Art, Erotica, Lovers Past

 

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43 responses to “Private Dancer

  1. Maggie Carpenter

    November 24, 2012 at 6:45 pm

    There should be a “LOVE” button! Like does not suffice…

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  2. thesacredroad

    November 24, 2012 at 6:53 pm

    a decadent delight as always, sir. so thankful I found you and your words. X

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    • Romantic Dominant

      November 24, 2012 at 6:55 pm

      A pleasure to have you read them

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      • thesacredroad

        November 25, 2012 at 2:23 am

        i passed this along on twitter and everyone wanted to know if you were there to follow. hopefully it will bring some more traffic to your excellent blog. although my influence is miniscule.
        xx

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        • Romantic Dominant

          November 25, 2012 at 10:02 am

          You are very kind. I am not on twitter – well, I have an account but have never used it.

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          • Agatha-luise

            November 25, 2012 at 3:38 pm

            Saw Your account a few weeks ago when I made a private one. I intended to follow but nothing’s there. I’ll follow now and tweet You like a teenage fan-girling kid until You use it.

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            • Romantic Dominant

              November 25, 2012 at 3:43 pm

              Laughing. There is nothing there because I have forgotten the name of it and my password to even log in – so tweeting – even like a ‘teenage fan-girling kid’ might not be too effective.

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              • Agatha-luise

                November 25, 2012 at 3:47 pm

                *Throws a tantrum*

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              • Bad Penny

                November 25, 2012 at 3:49 pm

                If you want back in your twitter account, Sir… I can help you. 😀 -is a helpy McHelperson-

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                • Romantic Dominant

                  November 25, 2012 at 4:02 pm

                  Thank you for your offer. If I decide to tweet I might take you up on it.

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          • thesacredroad

            November 25, 2012 at 11:41 pm

            i know. just wanted you to know that your words resonate and are bouncing around the globe. x

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            • Romantic Dominant

              November 26, 2012 at 9:45 am

              As long as they resonate with you then it is enough. But thank you.

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              • thesacredroad

                November 26, 2012 at 3:41 pm

                well. i am humbled as i am but me…..nothing extraordinary. so thank you. eager for more! x

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  3. Joseph McNamara

    November 24, 2012 at 7:17 pm

    Your eros excited is proof of your wonderful enchanting tale of sensual lustiness and desire. A wonderful look at human emotion…..

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  4. heartafire

    November 24, 2012 at 7:28 pm

    lovely erotica,pleasiing to the eye and mind.

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  5. mlbk7

    November 24, 2012 at 7:52 pm

    Sometimes I think descriptive writing can be just as good as the experience itself. I believe you have captured it here. How delightful! M.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      November 25, 2012 at 10:00 am

      I am pleased you liked it. I don’t think I could ever capture it in words.

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  6. mybhumi

    November 24, 2012 at 11:32 pm

    This is the best kind of dance, for both 🙂

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  7. Marian Green

    November 25, 2012 at 12:56 am

    Shhhhhhh. That’s what I would whisper as I placed finger to the lips of my lover when I danced for him. You brought that moment back. Thank you.

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  8. Bad Penny

    November 25, 2012 at 1:26 am

    So… What happens after the gown hits the floor, Sir? -winks- I’d love to know…

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    • Romantic Dominant

      November 25, 2012 at 10:01 am

      Ah. Anything can happen. I am never predictable. Smiles.

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      • Bad Penny

        November 25, 2012 at 1:15 pm

        you’re like Disney Land Sir…Anything can happen, and dreams can come true. Of course that’s on contingent if the gown hits the floor or not. -grins-

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        • Romantic Dominant

          November 25, 2012 at 1:23 pm

          It always does. Unless I instruct otherwise.

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          • Bad Penny

            November 25, 2012 at 1:31 pm

            Somehow I believe that to be true. I think women would find it very hard to resist you, to say no. Maybe I am lucky you don’t live near, or else I be in big trouble.

            P.S. As much as I’d like you to be on twitter… I think it would be bad for your health and the health of your relationships. ( You are way too sensual, sexy, and addictive for twitter.)

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            • Romantic Dominant

              November 25, 2012 at 1:36 pm

              I don’t know about that. I am hard-wired as Dominant and some women sense it. Yet I am a romantic at heart.
              You mean I am not dangerous from a distance? Laughing.

              As for Twitter. I am still pondering. When I do something I like to do it properly – or not at all.

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              • Bad Penny

                November 25, 2012 at 1:40 pm

                Yes…that is exactly what I mean. Stranger danger can’t happen from a distance, Sir.

                (Bad Penny’s always to blame…) Oh…I’m sure when you do something you play to win, and properly doing someone…err I mean something, is the only way to do things! -winks-

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  9. NaughtynNeighbor

    November 25, 2012 at 7:20 pm

    I would like to register my vote against YOU on Twitter — Twitter strikes me as too flighty and shallow for the words and images you use so well. And, besides, I have sworn off Twitter and if you were there I might have to reconsider.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      November 26, 2012 at 9:41 am

      It is unlikely that I will use the medium – unless for promotion. And yet I write the blog as much for me as for anyone. At least I might be able to count on one very reluctant follower. Smiles. Thank you for reading and commenting.

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  10. gypsy116

    February 17, 2013 at 3:41 am

    “She appears to represent the man’s plaything and yet I’m not sure I see it like that. Many will disagree, but I see her as possessing power.”
    I think you hit the nail on the head. I used to work as a dancer, and there is a lot of power in it. I tend to be submissive in my relationships, but at work it was pure dominance. People tend to think of dancing as being degrading to the dancers, and sometimes it is, but that isnt generally how the girls see it.

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  11. Wiling Away

    December 6, 2015 at 1:02 pm

    A super description of your take on the painting. You made it uber hot.

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  12. Missy Loyd Strickland

    April 17, 2017 at 2:30 am

    I can picture it in my mind. Your words truly breathe..

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