Hard Alchemy's Sweet Hovel

Wet

2012-01-30T09:07:00.000-08:00

Is it true, January draws nigh, and February is upon us. 2012 marching to its demise…

Hello slaves and minions. I am so very happy you’re here!

This morning I woke up just before dawn, and felt the need to shake off the dust, with a little water and suds. Today’s a little bit different though. I brought out candles, lit the wicks, and brought in My music, to slither in soap and jam My way clean.

Damn, I felt so sexy, jamming out to candlelight, splashing in hot water. I’ve got a feeling, Mistress is going dancing very soon…

I’m curious what brings your month to a close, and how you seek to cleanse yourself of dark dirty thoughts…

Newest Year Noodle

2011-12-31T21:19:00.000-08:00

The New Year is just inches away from Me, on this dark humid night, somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. Knowing there are so many slaves out there, yearning for submission, aching for the sting of My hand, gives a secret thrill.

I just spent a few hours chatting with a boy, deep in the California wilderness. He’s a bit of a lumberjack (he says) and has many flannel shirts, for working in the cold. I’ve sent him to town for booze, so he can come back home to his house on the lake, charge up his debit card, and slowly get drunk, while I get him drunker….

Boys who slide into intoxication, at My urging? Are very easy to manipulate… ooh, I am a scoundrel.

I’m pondering writing Part 2, about My evening with Lisbeth and Christina (you know, from My last blog entry below?). Part of Me thinks the details might be best, kept to Myself. I saw many things that night that were fresh and new (along with insertables that would make any Mistress blush). OH MY – SIDENOTE - I just found out that the newest version of Microsoft Word, has a standard dictionary which does NOT RECOGNIZE the word – INSERTABLE. Maybe MS Word’s dictionary is a little phobic, about things going inside it? heehee

What say you, reader? Are you interested in a second part to the Lisbeth/Christina evening, started in the last blog? Write Me at Niteflirt, let Me know your verdict. If I get 5 readers saying, “YES MORE!” to My debauchery with Lisbeth the lean, and Christina the raven haired…. I’ll do it!

Best to you – Mistress Ruby licious

The Inferno has started...

2011-11-19T11:09:00.000-08:00

It’s a cold winter day, and I’ve been mulling a few thoughts around, about a recent experience I had. This chilly winter morning is the day that I dish!

A dear friend of Mine, Mistress and sweet Dominant, had a private party recently that was very much a success. I arrived after visiting early with a few vanilla friends, playing cards, having dinner. I remember sliding on my leather jacket to leave a bit early, followed by protests and curiosity. The evasive, oh getting together with a few friends, sufficed. We all balance that, yes? This group of early evening friends, a particularly devote clan, would have been left with minds blown away, had I told them the truth.

“Oh, heading to a BDSM play party for a little hard fun.” Yes. I’ll keep that answer tucked away. The more honest, yet perhaps the less kind, for others that just can’t assimilate such things.

I arrived an hour after the long evening started. Massage tables scattered in living & dining rooms. New people, in various stays of clothing. Several folks that I’d feel quite fine having a cup of coffee with, however wouldn’t approach session or nudity with. And then… I met Christina and Lisbeth.

These two had travelled just as far to be here. Those of us who live outside major metropolitan areas get used to driving an hour or two to gather with other likeminded kinksters.

Christina is a raven haired trans lady, with French nails, sparkles on the tips. Striking blue eyes. Lisbeth was crawling on the couch I found them on. Her fuchsia Mohawk mingled well with the tattoos travelling her skin. I’ve heard others refer to Lisbeth as a tornado of energy, and I’d have to agree. Fascinating, playful, and later I’d find, a warrior of a Dominant.

Stay tuned for the rest dear readers. It’s worth the wait...

Kneeling night ahead

2011-10-27T03:54:00.000-07:00

Happy Hallow’s Eve, kinky boys! I’m still deciding what shindig to go to this weekend. You got spooky plans? I might just drop in here and there, then land at the party I *really* want to spend My time at.

Mistress likes to workout… actually let Me rephrase that. Mistress likes her body in check, firm, and ready to snap, so I must workout. Keeping the instrument of your destruction strong and supple, is a necessity.

Today I was jonesing for something a little different. A Grrl gets bored (in more ways than one) and needs a few options. So, I slid out a big black tape from the dusty VHS collection, and clicked Play.

I was rewarded with - the right choice, babydolls! I need to use that tape more often. Halfway into sweating and hip hop dance moves (okay I admit it!) the phone rang.
And yes, it was you. You know which one you are.

This man, I’ll call chris, is married and looking for a little candy, on the side. His trick or treat was, THIS sweetness has a bite! I grabbed ahold of his mind, he mumbled about feeling a bit fuzzy, confused, like he was being seduced, yet rock hard with the sound of My voice…

chris was lulled into capture, exploited and yes, taken advantage of. Tributes, edging, and when I finally let him blow? He was forced to utter such humiliating things (giggle)!

I smiled after we finished, took a few notes on the slave, and went back to finish My workout. Gave a little lift to My high kicks!

I need you closer, I need to inspect you – on My terms, only. Your voice is the start, then we’ll get to the matter -

Brit Blues

2011-09-30T21:54:00.000-07:00

What is it about the Blues that can get a Grrl to groovin’ – stumbled on PBS, with Hugh Laurie (you know, famous Brit, star of the series House), meandering around New Orleans. Mr. Laurie has a side I hadn’t anticipated = gifted blues boy. He gives a concert in the special, “Let Them Talk” with heavyweights in the music scene (including THE Tom Jones). He slowly drawls out James Booker tunes, and a very many others.

Inspiring. I want to creep out in the darkness tonight, and find some speak easy somewhere in the Pac Northwest, where My body resides. Yeah, fat chance.

My sleep patterns have been wonky as usual, thus if you’re jonesing for Me, drop a note on Niteflirt. That, I check daily, a few times. I log in a few hours a day for My amusement and your edification.

Last night chatted with a fella very much into a lot of light pain. We got him zippered up about the balls, 8 clothing pins pinched tight on the nethers, while nipples and nostrils also got the grip. He made such delicious noise, a moaner and a grunter that one. Almost melodramatic I’d say. Still smiling thinking of his hour of torture and eventual ruined orgasm.

I might need to write a book about these moments with the likes of you. Calling Me for FemDom phone sex might be just what you need, and My faithfuls know, you’ll be the one getting fucked. Mentally, and if I’m in the mood, we’ll find something long and stiff to shove up your –

Warm summer night, candles and fire

2011-08-28T13:02:00.001-07:00

Oh, Mistress is feeling a little bit foggy today! After last night, my state is deserved!

I visited a decadent couple in a nearby town (well, an hour’s drive away). They were having a brew party, celebrating homemade spirits. I’m not much of a drinker, but DAMN these Grrls can brew some yummy beer! They even have a full size kegorator with 4 spouts! Pale ale, or dark stout anyone?

There were huge trays of watermelon, tangelos, oooh and the cucumber salad crunched, tasting so silky. Sausage, Challah bread, Port Salut and and Brie cheese, oooh Mistress is going to be working out tonight!! It all tasted yummy and I knew I’d have a price to pay, which means a few more minutes of sweating this evening.

Their guest bedroom held a secret surprise – the bed was dressed in black and red, covered with more leather than I’ve seen in one place, in a very long time! Leather corsets, chaps, the sensual strings dangling from bindings. You could just fall into the pile and be wrapped in a leather cocoon.

You’d be lucky to count these juicy ladies as friends. That, and they throw a fab party!

Okay, enough of the glowing exuberance… *clears throat* Back to our dark business… Slaves, it’ a hot summer night, a bit humid on the East Coast (I’m thinking of your safety this weekend, in wake of Hurricane Irene). Mistress will be logged in today for a good spell, and I’m eager to distract you from your day to days. Bring it, precious…

Frisk and feel

2011-07-31T13:17:00.000-07:00

With the warm sun bronzing my skin, and the beauty of nature on My hikes, Mistress is feeling frisky! I've been dreaming about country men, cowboys and ranch hands. Something about all the tackle, tools of their trade, makes Me intimately curious.

The boys with the butchy trades, masculine and strong, are so much sweeter when they submit. Just love all that muscle and strength kneeling with lowered head, offering Me everything they've got.

Let's have phone sex on Niteflirt! Just know, the only one spreading wide to say AAAH... will be YOU, dear slave! ~giggle

Seducing from the stage

2011-07-06T10:21:00.000-07:00

Glorious summer day outside! I’ve been getting over a little cold these past few days, yet am feeling the need for a little dirt and nature, under My hiking boots. Or… perhaps YOU under the tread of My firm foot? Haha!

Went out last night with a close friend and her new lover (his band mate came along too). Open mic night at a local restaurant, and the crowd was light. The warm weather and recent July 4th holiday, may have had people staying in for the eve. We listened to the men’s song, and cheered them on (but of course!).

The night was still fresh, and we wanted MORE! Out again to a dive bike bar, for karaoke night. Again a small crowd, ah but a mic, and a dance floor. Each of us had our turn on the stage, and at one point, I had the dance floor full, and had the first crowd ovation. I shit you not!!
Mistress still has a few kicks left… heheh!

And speaking of getting a little out of control... Do you get WILD in bed? It’s sometimes smart to drape a nice, darkly colored set of sheets, over the sacred bed chamber. Dan Savage has said this many times on his podcasts. When it’s getting down and dirty on the sheets, make sure you’ve got a dark umber or deep blue shade going. These colors forgive the dirtiest of sins.

You’ll never guess who just added a few sets of deep dark sheets to her wishlist? ~ giggle ~

And the link - http://amzn.com/w/UOWNA8YHJ0R6 ... Dare ya!

My shoulders are oh so tight, longing for strong slow silken fingers, to soothe the beast inside...

Resting Mistress

2011-06-09T08:30:00.000-07:00

Mistress must face a conundrum today. Create an entry here, a scenario that would seduce the best of boys into a lengthy session of erotic play... or tell you the truth about why I've been unavailable this week. Let's try truth.

Mistress is very sick this week. I've come down with an impressively strong throat cold that makes it difficult for Me to even chat on the phone for 10 minutes of time. Usually a course of herbs, rest and plenty of tea, nips this kind of thing in the bug.

Yet a little strain of nasties has set up camp in this bod, and is taking it's time leaving. Kind of like house guests who stay too long, and aren't picking up cues that it's time to skedaddle. Here I've been arrogantly hiking 5 miles, dancing all night, step aerobics, all in the past week. Pushing My body hard because it's felt so luscious to do so. I'm starting to get more tone and stamina, and the sun is coming. My flesh will feel its warmth this summer!

It's times like this when your soothing submission would be very welcome. Making My tea, drawing My bath, brushing My long hair, while I nodded off in rest. I've been to the doctor, and have a round of those anti-bio-tics, which typically nips the nasties within a day or two. Haven't needed to take such things for years, which I guess is a good thing.

One thing ailing health can offer is a time for contemplation and rest. I am such a strong woman and forget that I can be weak, and health is a lucky thing. If you'd like to baby/pamper Mistress while she's healing? I've added a few "baby" Target gift cards to My Amazon wishlist, which helps Me get teas, bath salts, etc. Also tributes on Niteflirt are always welcome.

You will be with Me soon, little ones. Be ready!

Dedication

2011-05-16T17:03:00.000-07:00

I'm getting ready to go out for a very long walk. Had a 6 mile hike this weekend deep in the forest. Even had a chance to hike up some steep narrow trails and see waterfalls, slugs, amazing trees...

You get far enough into a forest, and things can be done, without witnesses.

Thoughts turn to Maggie Gyllenhaal dressed in dark black, tied to a towering tree, while getting fucked good and hard by James Spader. See the movie "Secretary" - and you'll get a chance to see it yourself.

I've been working with a slave over the past few years, and boy was he chatty this weekend. He came to Me yearning for hypnotic seduction, and I gave it to him, cooked well and hot. He's given Me thousands of dollars, tributes, gifts, hours of time on the phone. I've taken him to places new and bold, while he transitioned through very difficult times. He's a fresh widower, and lonely.

What I enjoy about our time is that we have a few modes together. When we have our late night sessions, he brings a full bottle of bourbon, plenty of time, and his credit card (we make use of it slow and sure, little bits at a time). I've dressed him in silk panties, slid stockings on his legs. He'd never done this before, and it was delicious.

Our sessions are long, and expensive. Sometimes he calls Me while running errands, getting a smoke at work, because he misses Me, and craves contact, even if we don't have time to get him fucked up and used.

G.F.E. as a bonus.

With the right boy? This works. He has to be attentive and seek My preference. I also have to like them :)

Wonder if, I'd like you...

Poetic tips

2011-04-30T00:40:00.001-07:00

I'm thinking of a particular boy today, a quizzical little thing. He's a shy one. Sends occasional tributes, just for the chance to read My blog. Something about My words, the twang, makes this small sub perk up, tingle and shine.

He introduced himself as a curious follower, yet after a few many emails, I instructed him to value My time more directly. He took to training well, and while he's not My most profitable? His weekly latte tips bring a slight smile to Me.

Mistress is pleased. Perhaps not shaking the earth, but a slight smile, earned.

I was feeling frisky today, with the weather gets warmer, and I had such thoughts about men. Dirty things. Perhaps I shouldn't share –

Pegging Parts

2011-04-17T17:29:00.000-07:00

Hello pets. Sunday afternoon, and I'm feeling mellow and a bit lazy. This has been a helluva week, and this is My first day of just chillin'.

Last night I visited a Dominatrix friend! Mistress and Her trans lady love shared a few recommendations... We were having a lengthy discussion about strap on harnesses, whether leather was better (those in the know, say not so much). My Mistress Ms. brought out Her custom fitted harness, made from vulcanized rubber. Sounds cool, hm?

Velcro, rivets, and sturdy as fuck. Also cleans up quick for the next adventure. I was impressed!

We need to go shopping dear reader, and I know JUST how I'll thank you for the custom harness! Lay back and think of England...

I'm in the mood for testicular flagellation... come closer..

Get ready for a big long one!!!

2011-03-29T14:01:00.000-07:00

"Tuesday afternoooooon..." so the song goes. I'm awake, but feel like I'm shaking the dust off. Went to bed late as I am wont to do... My sleep is sometimes joined by ringing phones, desperate subs seeking an audience, Mistress -

Wouldn't change that for the world. I so love My work!

I've been playing with a sweet little man back East lately. He's a bit of a newb - hasn't had a chance to let his freak flag fly! Here he is, mid 40s, now finally trembling as the silk stocking goes over his tattooed and muscled leg, shaved for just this occasion. I took him on a wild 3 hour ride last week, after I sent him shopping for garters, stockings, booze.... and don't forget the toys!! He was cooing and talking about how beautiful I was, the moans of his lust were potent! We got him good and fucked up! When he called the next day, he remembered blips, yet he gasped as I told him what we discussed, with his guard down, how he told Me what he REALLY wanted!. Forbidden things. Filthy things...

I really like this boy, yet I see the cycle of this thing concluding. Now that he's let his Pandora's box blow open, I can hear it in his voice. He's ... freaked out. He's called a few times since our play sessions.. Now he's nervous, like a shaking fawn. I can almost hear his mind saying, "I can't believe I did that! I've been hiding this all My life and what the hell am I going to do now??"

He's not the first to hit such crossroads. This past year, I dated a submissive for a little while. He has a prominent job in the community (a writer, 20+ years). In his late 50's, he'd been hiding this desire to submit, to worship feet, most of his life. He had been married a very long time, however his wife and he, were no longer intimate. Mostly because? In that fucked-up-little-brain of his? He could only get hard, when he fantasized about being controlled and manipulated by a Woman.

He'd even gone to a few pro Dommes secretly, and became a regular at the strip clubs. This was a dark period for him. He just didn't know how to bring the two worlds together, in a way that worked.

We met at a BDSM play party, after his divorce, and his eagerness to please was palatable. After a while though, we both sensed there was no strong spark. Mostly because, in his words - he'd been pushing this desire in him down so long, he could not combine his shame, with dating a normal Woman who accepted and celebrated it. He's now dating a vanilla woman he met... from church. Which is one proof that - our need to assimilate is stronger than many other parts of us. (or possibly proof that, we just weren't that into each other). We still facebook, for what it's worth :)

I have a healthy respect for the desire to be normal. There's alot of privilege to be had with normal. Let Me just give you a window, dear reader. It's very possible to embrace your kink, be discreet, and still fit in with the best of 'em. I've been doing it for 5 years. The majority of people in My life? Don't know what I do for a living. They don't need to know. (that was a lesson hard won).

Many people are HIGHLY uncomfortable with BDSM. And amongst them? The submissives who call Me.

You're not alone little ones. You know where to find Me, when those urges we both have, purr into knowing...

Houseboy for Me

2011-03-13T08:52:00.000-07:00

It's raining out, as per usual for this time of year. Got Me a BIG dose of sun last week, while darting between storm clouds. Even have a blister on one precious foot to prove it. Ah, to have you here to draw My bath, soothing herbs for sliding into water, then after you'd tended to My towels and massage (coconut oil is wonderful), we'd then get to the task of your daily lesson.

Of course the first being that while you are with Me, you're under My control. We've had our first encounters, listing kinky yes and no's… now you know the routine. Go to work in the fresh morning, back to your home here after work. Becoming naked as soon as you're home, then wearing an outfit I find particularly fetching. Perhaps soft panties for that round ass of yours. Or maybe something smaller...

You work, pay your bills, and we budget for the time. Everything extra belongs to Me. We revisit our tasks, you beg for more discretion, yet I keep you tightly reined in….

And with My portable PC limping, Goddess knows My posts here have been less frequent. Mistress will make you buy Me the fastest mean machine! I want a webcam for future conquests, I want to watch you when you're away….

And tonight, I have a special surprise -

Pierced

2011-02-19T11:25:00.000-08:00

I suppose I should feel more guilty, waiting a week or two in between updates here. Reaching for it… not quite in there (the guilt). * shrug * Figure it's in the nature of a blog. Occasional updates from the author. Yeah, you can suck on that, right?

Watching Pink in a new music video. She's one kick ass babe that makes Me curious. Athlete for sure, creative, strong. Would probably kick your ass. Yeah, she'd be fun!

Hope you had a wonderful Valentine's day! Lots of sweets to partake of, and a few parties too. I'm not telling, too much… There's a tattooed woman involved, and she surprised Me with a peculiar piercing…

I need to hear you gasp. You know what to do!

Teasing

2011-01-30T13:47:00.000-08:00

Oh the sun is peeking out, and I can feel the house settle a bit with the warmth. There's a show on the tele called Pawn Stars (History Channel), about a Las Vegas pawn shop that clears mucho money, and very interesting bits of history. Muskets, buried treasure, other tidbits rare and unusual. One of the main characters, Rick, has been told he's too stressed out, and is squeezing a pair of stress balls. Apparently his doc thinks he's stressed.

Yes, squeezed balls and stress, do have a connection.

January is nearly over and my workout routine is in the slump. I need an injection of motivation and strength. I've seen a few big boys down at the gym that might take a little money for their time.

Would you be one of those boys? With you though, I'd make you do very different things, than a man hired to get Me hot, sweaty and firm….

Rub and shine

2011-01-13T13:29:00.000-08:00

Got a call from a fellow on the east coast this morning. Was still dark on the west side, yet the sun was streaming into his windows, and warming up parts that usually are kept hidden. He'd snuck into work early and had the dirtiest desire. Jack wanted to rub one out all over his shiny work desk, right before anyone came to work. That would include his wife, whom he just happens to work with!

I crawled out of a warm bed and powered up My laptop, to watch the show unfold. We clicked into yahoo messenger and fired up his cam. I saw the warm light spilling over his massive hands, wrapped around a decent sized prick. He was so aroused and ready to go, I watched him pensively looking out the window, hoping no one would catch him (and secretly hoping perhaps, someone would).

Last time this boy and I chatted, he was so loud upon orgasm, I had to lift the phone off My ear! He's a screamer boys and girls!! This time he tripped a bit quicker, spilling all that frothy goodness on the shiny wood surface of his work desk. I made him lick it up while I watched, laughing a little. Such a pervert!

Bring your own brand of sexy, and we'll see if it pleases this Mistress...

Wine making wet

2010-12-17T09:29:00.000-08:00

I was watching the movie "Sideways" today, and heard a vignette that moved Me. Like coaxing slaves to their full potential...
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Miles (trying to explain to Maya why he is so into Pinot Noir wine): "It's a hard grape to grow. As you know. Right? It's, uh, it's thin-skinned, temperamental, ripens early. It's, you know, it's not a survivor like Cabernet, which can just grow anywhere and thrive even when it's neglected. No, Pinot needs constant care and attention. You know? And, in fact, it can only grow in these really specific, little tucked-away corners of the world. And only the most patient and nurturing of growers can do it, really. Only somebody who really takes the time to understand Pinot's potential can then coax it into its fullest expression."

Shaving the edge

2010-12-07T23:27:00.000-08:00

Mistress has been soaking in all the Conan O'Brien she can get of late. He's back My babies, and keeping it cool.

He turned a corner for Me when two things happened:
1 – NBC jerked him around and dumped him, creating an underdog antihero.
2 – He grew a beard.

What can I say. I've got a thing for tightly trimmed beards. And, perhaps, disempowered submissive men who need a bit of guidance. *smirks, looking at you…

One of My regulars called last night, extremely intoxicated, and ready to talk about the thing he shares with no one. Only the anonymous, on the end of a pay phone. Sliding blades over his scalp, and shaving off what's left of his head hair, turns him on to the rush of orgasm. We've even webcammed the debacle before, shaving patterns and trails through his head fuzz. He moaned while on edge, while I drew him in, sliding My words into his mind…

You're next.

A violin, and a voice

2010-11-29T01:30:00.000-08:00

There's a song warming Me tonight. It's simple really. I've been haunted by the tune for a few years now, would hear it on NPR, or in the background of some convenient movie scene. Sticks to the ribs, makes Me feel satisfied and so…. I guess I'd say cared for.

"How long do you want to be loved?
Is forever enough, is forever enough?"

Finally got around to downloading it, "Lullaby" by the Dixie Chicks.

This would be the first Dixie Chicks song that really "got" Me.

It's cold outside, and thoughts of what matters, and who I do love, pang deep. Maybe it's part of our hibernation, our withdrawal. Quiet fire, probably a bit too much food, a few hugs and thoughts of the past. And yes, our luck with the present.

Will you, dear reader, be in My future?

Healing, you (edited)

2010-11-17T14:38:00.000-08:00

Today is less about sales and seduction in Mistress land. I'm pondering BDSM in light of spirituality, and need to write a bit about this. I apologize for all the boners I'm about to kill, if indeed My words are that powerful.

I remember reading an article from "Loving More" magazine, which focused on D/s /BDSM etc. as a tool for deepening intimacy with primary partners. FYI – "Loving More" magazine is a resource for polyamorous people, to celebrate their particular way of loving. A grrlfriend gave Me the mag, in the way back time machine. I respected her way of loving others, even though I Myself am wired differently. I remember this article being the first time I'd really thought about BDSM as a healing tool, surrender and Dominance as a place to build trust, and walk through discomfort together. It blew My mind.

Sometimes I seek clarity about WHY I choose this profession of Dominance, and what My "get off" is. Rumblings and curiousity many years ago, slowly built. I became aware of a minority of men who aroused at the sting of a palm against their tender bits. Men who ached for permission to suck cock, while surrendering to a Woman like Me, who actually enjoyed their exploitation. After all, if I'm forcing you to do it, you're not gay... right? (cough)

For years now, I seek to educate Myself on the many fetishes swimming in our sexuality. "Every tool is a weapon, if you hold it right" said Ani Difranco. Our minds adapt and remap over time.

A huge part of My life focuses on spirit path and growth. If you're a regular reader, you've read a few past ponderances on how this mingles with surrender(yours specifically). Even while we walk through spun fantasies together, and share time driving your darkness... My strength brightens that hidden place. There are many flavors and nuances, yet bringing you acceptance, and allowing this darkness to breathe, offers healing. Not every Woman is built to bring you this.

"You just need more strength. Take mine. Really - I have too much of it." – George Sands.

My ultimate enjoyment in this profession, is acceptance and pursual of your surrender. In My twisted little way, if this brings you moments of peace, it makes Me feel… useful. Giving.

THIS is the She that drives the strapon. I may be bruising your hips with forceful fingers, yet deep inside Me, is the place I keep private, glowing with joy, that I've given a bit to you too.

Winter darkness

2010-11-13T09:39:00.000-08:00

It's a very dark day, clouds and rain, temperature seems to hover near freezing. There are days when darkness muddles it's way up inside Me, and can strangely make My sessions better with a bit more bite. Your safety in My arms is always the top concern. Yet punishing a slave with a good hard spank, after I've had grumblies niggling Me all day long… Baby, sometimes that's the BEST kind of pain! I've had slaves tell Me they prefer sessioning with Me after I've had a difficult day, because I unleash much more.

Structuring your demise in My hands is always thoughtful on My part. I love studying you to find the right button to push, at which pulse.

Let us begin…

Power Out

2010-10-30T03:43:00.000-07:00

It's a wet drippy humid day today. Storms have crept in this weekend, and today they strut their stuff – we just lost power, here in My neighborhood. Unusual for My location in Suburbia. Makes a Girl consider how reliant she becomes on such things.

I have been just plain unavailable to you boys this past week, and I do miss you. I have a slave who's wanting oh so much of My time, and very willing to compensate Me for it. I think that's what any good Mistress wants, a few dedicated slaves to feed and fleece, over years of servitude. Over time, I've had a few boys that very much received honest affection from Me.

Ah, I hear sirens down the street. Something must be up with this electric grid I'm wired to. We'll assume if I post this, the power to My ISP router is back and in action!

Blossom and ache

2010-10-07T11:46:00.000-07:00

Overcast day, and Mistress decides it's time to whip out Her mighty laptop, and do what everyone else does these days. Sit at a coffee shop, watching others in their bubbles. Guess at what they're really like. Make up stories about their worlds, while I sip My steaming tea.

Pardon, a sweet little hippy chick, wearing snug tights that might just reveal if she shaves tween those thighs…. Just wandered up to the counter to buy her coffee. Curious. One of those attractive yet forgettable sights.

Today a slave with the darkest skin (if his words match his dermis) called, aching for My warmth. I smiled a bit when he said, with choked up voice and such sincerity, "I want to wrap my arms around your thighs and squeeze the juice right out of you." See a man like that is designed for My work. Throbbing with want and seeking the scent.

I taunted him into such a frenzy, letting him near without sealing the deal. He gasped and shuttered, almost crying in ache. Yes. Yes.

He reached a destination after a bit of work, predictably. And I took what was mine, yet again.

I am pleased.

Open, wide

2010-09-16T14:47:00.000-07:00

I love it when slaves from the past come back around for a visit. The crazy ones who like to stay up all night, doing filthy things at My command. It's a strange dance, this thing we have. Ultimately it is you, dear reader, dear client, who puts money in the meter, picks up the phone, and chooses Me. Something about My voice, the writing, something inside this Mistress mind calls out, offers you deep and yearned for release.

So many men dance with their shame and arousal. We whisper truths to each other while another (their wife?) sleeps in their house. Some men must get drunk, just to be brave enough to call.. In the light of day, being forced to dress seductively, treated like a whore, oh, others would just not understand. Grabbing the hair on your head while I make you unzip his leather pants, to pull out the thick hard maleness waiting inside… and you KNOW where I'm going to stick that thing –

Yes. Tip toe here if you must. Know that after you've arrived, it's too late to go back. I'll take you into the warmth of My hearth, and teach you My dark trade. The things that arouse you, the stuff of exposure and guilt…. All of this can be had, in My palm.

Click the button, call My number and… touch it.

I missed you, Mystery man!

2010-09-03T10:45:00.000-07:00

Friday afternoon on a Labor Day weekend, and of course, I'm on the phone with a realtor, and one of My Niteflirt boys calls on the line! Alas, I couldn't break free. They tried calling a few times, although strangely Niteflirt didn't send Me notification of who the missed caller was. Drat!

So I'm now off the phone and oh so ready to talk with Mystery Man caller boy! I wonder if he'll reveal himself...

It's been months since I've missed one of My devoted callers. Call Me back again today, tell Me it was you, and I'll give you an extra little surprise reward! Be an honest boy though!

Pummeling Property

2010-08-29T23:39:00.000-07:00

"Alright My babies, keep it cool…"

And while Jon Stewart is a gifted man who deserves many accolades, Conan O'Brien was nominated, yet unawarded tonight at the Emmys. My only consolation is that Jay Leno was without nomination, in their same category. This lessens the sting.

You know I'm a huge Conan O'Brien fan, eh? Well a huge fan, albeit not huge… *hahah!!

It's been chilly today outside, and I welcome this. Mistress has been researching communities and townships. I want to buy My own home (with your money, of course), yet need something in the right price range, right community, etc. The loveliness of this career-o-Mine? It's something I can take anywhere, where privacy and high speed internet exist.

Where is your favorite place to live? Or where you own property, grew up, live now… Call and share details, My lovelies. I'm considering so many options while saving up for the big down payment. I'll take twice the contribution on this topic… your titillating insights, and your cold hard cash!

Kisses!

Hoff Scoff

2010-08-20T23:23:00.000-07:00

I wonder why I find Comedy Central's "Roast of David Hasselhoff" ... entertaining. I never did find any allure in The Hoff. Let's give him credit though for getting bent over and butt fucked on cable television.

Mistress did a fasting cleanse this week. I occasionally like cleaning out My sweet little insides while resting, contemplating. I end up devising new assignments and tortures for My minions on the other end of the phone. That's be you :)

UPDATE - I had to update My Amazon wishlist, which makes Me somewhat sad. My last wishlist spanned a few years, and dozens of gifts from yesterday's suckers like you. Visit the new wishlist, and feel yourself weaken, your wallet open wide and gifts tumbling out...

While I'm feeling fit and hot as hell, I'm considering hiring someone to make meals for Me. Possibly a personal trainer too. Oooh an idea for new TIP buttons on My Niteflirt pages!! Was talking to a few masseuses this week, getting a feel for the way they'd loosen My tight muscles. I'd love to let your money pay for this decadence of flesh!

Smiling, imagining your grunts and whimpers....

HOT MAMA

2010-07-24T18:27:00.001-07:00

You know, when it's HOT like this outside, all I want to do is stay inside My insulated abode and just lounge in the chill! Went running yesterday in 75 degree weather, and I was whining even then! Hehe. 98 degrees out there now, and Mistress is staying inside where life is comfy and My phone is so close.

I've been O.D.-ing on the Animal Planet channel on cable, while it's sizzling outside. Thinking I know more about dog and cat breeds after all the "Dog 101" and "Cat 101" marathon shows today!

Recently befriended a ginger haired Grrl who's got a firefighter husband and a wicked twisty tone. Thinking we could get into plenty of trouble, if we do things right! Haha

Tell Mistress what you've been up to. Or… what we can get you INTO - *gasp!

Succulence arrives

2010-06-23T03:29:00.001-07:00

Tonight I went for a long walk, as this Chick is "wont to do" ….

While out in the beautiful humid summer evening, I crossed paths with a former running buddy of Mine. Beautiful tan woman, wearing linen yoga clothing. The kind of body that a string tank top just wraps around so rightly. She carried a bowel of Queen Anne cherries, brought from a friend's farm. "Would you like a few?"

Yes… I bit.

Yummy, tart, yellow blush and taut. Slipped into My lips, crushed under teeth. I've been keeping portions contained lately, and My belly was grumbling as I'd left for My jaunt… and I'd been hoofing it for over an hour. Those morsels arrived just in time, greeting growls from My belly with grace.

Sometimes we do get what we need. Right when we need it.

This time of year is so lovely! Widens the mind to many possibilities. Defiling men outdoors, hearing their gasps - you ready?

Memory

2010-05-31T10:59:00.001-07:00

It's Monday, and I'm avoiding a trip into town. It's Memorial Day, I appreciate those who've passed on, and remember their love and presence in My life. I'm avoiding the beer drinking BBQ folks though. Wine tasting events at local vineyards list this holiday as their TOP grossing event and… we all know about how the driving fatalities go "big time" with this weekend blitz.

Mistress will stay home and avoid the party hardiers!!

Now… drunk boys calling on My phone line, for forced intoxication and general suffering? THAT I'm up for!!! Haha

I was pondering the nature of desire recently. One thing I find with BDSM, that's a little different than sex - Since BDSM is so taboo, and many times we settle for fantasy before creating it in reality… our tastes can change, after we walk through the door a time or two. I've found in the past few years that My cravings have changed.

I'm ever so curious what I'll be forcing your envelope open with… that first time we take you to your new perversion!!

May Sale - $1.98 - yowza!

2010-05-15T23:48:00.000-07:00

It's been a few months, I'm in the mood - charging a buck less a minute to crawl inside your mind! My top 8 Niteflirt listings are $1.98 a minute - Come to Me sweet one...

Uke, bounce!

2010-05-08T05:53:00.000-07:00

While driving through a northwestern American town, away from home this week, I made My way down a main road. I was checking out the scene. Small town. High unemployment. Nostalgia, and yet a hard edge, not that hidden. Hint of desperation.

Then out of the blue, on a tall store front window, BIG bold words struck out in gold: HEADQUARTERS FOR ALL UKULELE SALES.

I stared for a moment. Pondered just how proud they were of their headquarters. Apparently, very. Then the hint, became something more. … Ukuleles, hm?

And now onto the next.

I've been working 30+ hours a week on a writing contract lately, and I will most likely be working through the next 1-2 weeks on the same work. This means – weekends I'll be more available, and a few hours here and there during the week. Catch Me online if you can!

I've got this new bouncy thing in the house. Ask about that!

Bots spotted, homes a flutter!

2010-04-20T20:33:00.001-07:00

Legs are a little sore. Nice long workout today! I'm pondering getting another one of those fancy Bissell Spotbot carpet cleaners (had one, but it just stopped squirting! Ha!), yet… perhaps a slave with a little soap and brush might be just as effective!

Met a fella online a few weeks ago, and looks like we'll be meeting up for a little scratch and sniff. We've been spending hours on the horn, as it were. He's just a few miles away, big house on big acreage. Ms Thang likes a boy with a little financial clout! Got cash? *hehe

Speaking of which, I'm going to visit a few houses on the market tomorrow. Mistress is considering settling down into her own home soon. Been in a rental far too long! Lovely neighborhood, awesome neighbors, but when I think of the money I've given My landlords, and how they drag their feet on repairs… I'd just rather have My own home and get the repairs done Myself.

I have one slave who calls from the great state of Texas – he's owned by a lesbian Mistress (they've been together many years), who lets him indulge in phone calls with Me occasionally. The guy's quite wealthy. Bought her a house, and bought Mistress' girlfriend a house as well!

Something about that sounds very appealing! The loyalty and trust between them… I seek this.

Pondering a little wild roleplay tonight…

Sniff This!

2010-04-06T02:22:00.000-07:00

Did anyone see CSI this weekend with Lawrence Fishburne (My, he's gotten a little plump!) The title of the show was, "The Panty Sniffer" - and brought Me many thoughts of you, dear ones. I remember one character going on about the aroma of a woman being distinct as a wine, with subtle nuances that many could not appreciate. And yet again, Mistress waits for a character on a mainstream show, who's a fetishist, BDSM enthusiast... and is written in a sympathetic or positive light.

Not all panty sniffers are murderers, hm?

Actually I have no data or studies on this. I assume.

Weather has been playing multiple personality this past week or two. Several days of chill and rain, with one or two days that POP with sunlight. I have to study the weather reports and pre plan My outdoor workouts!

A few dancing opportunities this weekend. Might have to go to all of them!

Elsewhere for a bit, and dance

2010-03-20T08:43:00.001-07:00

Oh sweet boys and girls, we might have to share a bump... in the road! Mistress is yet again entering the, "Working a corporate contract" Zone. This means? I'm going to be less available for our hot little sessions. Think of Me toiling away in vanilla land, and shed a tear or two if you like.

I tend to do this once a year, just to get out and about. Sometimes making a living at this particular vocation (phone Dominatrix) can be socially isolating. You can end up in your own little bubble, and forget how to converse without a whip in your hand. We all need face time now and then yes?

Went to a dance last night and who knew, I've still got it. Grooving hips, hop kicks, an occasional bellydance back bend. That did bring a round of applause at one point. Oh yes, the social awkwardness of shouting over loud music to hot new play things. My pipes are still a little sore today.

Although I'll face the slight sting, and still chat with you... cash or credit? *giggle

Wrap Me in Velvet

2010-03-03T06:52:00.000-08:00

I felt like I'd wrapped My hands around an apple, and bit. One of My very favorite movies in the world is, "Henry and June", and I've just had the chance to watch it, again. A submissive man recently offered this DVD as a gift of remembrance I think. That, and it pleased Me.

Watching it brought up so many rustlings, memories of discovery. I was just barely settled in My 20s when I first viewed the flick. Remember VHS? And NC-17. This movie was an impetus for creating that MPAA rating. Yes, it's that fucking hot.

The movie's about the closeness of writers Henry Miller and Anais Nin (played by Fred Ward and Maria De Medeiros). France, 1930s. Kevin Spacey plays a supporting character. And then there's Uma Thurman playing June, Miller's wife. My god she's exquisite. At first, her character's awkward use of language, and muddle of coarse elegance, rhythm strangely (much like this sentence). June comes across as a woman never comfortable in her skin, and used to drama, seduction. The dense cake you know you'll pay for later. The 3rd drink that ushers another hangover.

Yes, that's her.

Obsession, lust and guilt. Discovering new and changing tastes, Anais offers her beauty and money, to share company with this crowd of curiosities. We see contortionists, whores, johns, brutes, sex with force, sex with passion. It's curious, and of interest, yet somewhat subdued and just another texture. At least, to the French.

Offer yourself the pleasure of seeing this film. Dive in and slather it over your skin. And think of Me. Purring.

Just the Flax, Ma'am

2010-02-24T13:33:00.000-08:00

The weather this past week was so lovely, I got a good 10 miles of hiking, in it! Oh glorious warmth!

And today, grudging My ass out the door for a 5 mile walk with a buddy of mine, well, it's going less swimmingly. It's important to keep My head crushing thighs tight, although this overcast bullshit weather, just ain't right!

In other news….

My recent conversion of dietary fixation is raw flax seed with My meals. Oh yummy Omega-3s swimming in My veins… It might be a placebo effect, yet this week while grinding My groove on these sweet little seeds, My body's felt a bit more smooth, chipper. I felt some kind of OOMPH with each little tablespoon of golden goodness. Thanks to the slave who bought Me the ultra fancy coffee grinder, that I've converted to a supplement slusher!

Oh – sidebar – flax seeds do not crush gently into that good night, with a standard mortar and pestle. Gotta get the blades out!

I'm being tutored by a Master I've much esteem for, and recent studies, at My request, are wrestling maneuvers. I've got a live submissive slave who gets ultra aroused by a strong girl, crushing him under her half nelsons…

I'll, keep you posted.

2010-02-05T03:38:00.001-08:00

Psst... I'm in the mood to - bump a BUCK off My normal rate! Think this Valentine's bug is catching (oh!)... Over in Niteflirt land, I'm charging $1.98 a minute, on My top 5 rated listings there! How 'bout that!?

Smart boy on sabbatical

2010-02-02T17:04:00.000-08:00

After a fairly glorious weekend of sun, we've entered into the overcast blah zone this week. Lots of rain and grey darkness during the day. Mistress likes sun on her skin, more than mist.

I've been sad about losing Conan O'Brien for late night company, in between talking with the likes of you. He's such a zany man, and intelligent. I've started researching the boy since he and NBC said farewell. His father a doctor at Harvard, his mother a lawyer, he himself a valedictorian and a magna cum laude graduate of Harvard.

You know what boys with big brains do to Me… *purr….

Granted his awkward redness and pale skin do distract, but I think he'd be a tolerable playmate. Don't you?

Come back soon Conan. Many of us miss you.

Flog bytes

2010-01-20T17:33:00.000-08:00

Hello little sodomites and troglodytes! Oh, I assume too much…

The new year has snuck up on Me, and overturned My get up and go. I'm feeling a bit frumped and overwhelmed. Getting taxes in order, filing this form and that. Oh the horror…. *hehe

I do so enjoy your demise. And those little grunty moans you bring out to play ;) And now for something completely different:

My hand, and a juicy wench, January 2010. Yummy, hm?

Tonight, if you'd believe Me, I'm getting together with a friend in the BDSM community. He's a national title holder (Master/slave) and we're doing a lesson on florentine flogging. We've got a nice plump girl to work on. Apparently when working on aim, it's good to work with larger targets, then move to the skinny bitches later! Heheh

Caning, spanking, crushing nuts, THESE things I have plenty of practice in. Very curious to see how flogging feels. Giving it, anyway!! More later!

Restless sucking

2009-12-29T08:38:00.000-08:00

Alright, it's too fucking cold out and I'm resenting it.

I'm feeling pent up and chilly since this cold front hit, and I'm restless. A bit like a caged animal. Do you like hiking in 29 degree F weather? Helll no…

The only upside to enjoying a forest or park in this weather? You own the land. No one else wants to be out there freezing their nuts off, so you get the whole place to yourself, typically.

(can you guess which one is Me?)

And today's saving grace, is a Pomegranate Tootsie Pop that I brought back from Seattle. I'm sucking on it, even as I type. Was visiting Seattle for the holidays, and stuffed a few of these in my leather jacket pocket, at the insistence of an older family friend.

Something about a candy dish with hard candy in it, and a grey haired friend with and many stories and laughs, makes me feel nostalgic, and loved.

Ah, there I've found it. The warmth I was seeking. Guess it only took a few moments of reflection, hm?

Naked head

2009-12-23T11:02:00.001-08:00

We're so close, aren't we? Just days away from the presents, the family, and oh god the lovely warmth and anxiety our kin can bring. I let it sneak up on Me, act like I'm really not concerned, then Christmas Eve, I'm sentimental and sappy.

And here's a strange trend - I heard recently that winter is death's favorite season. Something along the lines of people being 4 times more likely to die during the holiday season.

Ho fucking Ho, eh?

I considered a long hike today, while listening to a podcast of Marc Maron (comedian, www.wtfpod.com), however it looks like it's barely going to bust 40 degrees F, and you know what? It's fucking Christmas. Exercise is overrated.

Today's unusual fetish call came from a young man who craved feminization. But wait, there's more. He wants to be a bald woman. We talked for nearly 30 minutes about shaving his head, using scissors, then his Norelco triple blade, then topping it off with a nice Nair treatment. Perhaps a layer of Coco Butter, before of course drugging him, and letting him wake up tied down, under a pink canopy bed, with double D breast implants.

I'd create images of the breasts, the nipples, his sweet nether regions, but the thing that made this boy moan and whimper the loudest? Shaving off that noggin of his.

Ah, My sweet little freaks, bless you.

Ho Ho Sale - $1.98, aint that great?

2009-12-12T18:19:00.001-08:00

I'm in the mood for love... simply because you're near Me...

Here's a weekend sale that might last, depending on My mood! $1.98 a minute, on My top 5 listings. Bring it on!!

You're about to be stuffed

2009-11-23T10:55:00.000-08:00

Well, aren't we all? Thanksgiving is just about here... everyone's doing the travel plans, ordering the food. Hells bells, last Thanksgiving I gained 5-10 pounds over the winter holidays. Then here comes January, and I start working it off. Strange how the new year gives you an excuse to work your ass off. Seems we all hibernate this time of year, and emerge with the need to feel strong and feisty!

I remember last January, I started walking into town, listening to My fave podcasts, talk radio, Marc Maron, NPR, etc... 15 miles a week, minimum. Then the weather warms in March, bringing My craving for the burn of running. Started at 10 miles a week, then worked up to 15. I'm such a hard toned badass 9-10 months of the year. Then here comes winter, and feasting the harvest... there we go, cocoon and munch.

Rhythm. Can be a good thing.

I may be travelling (plans still morphing), although I'll be taking calls Thanksgiving weekend. Maybe we'll talk turkey, while I stuff unimaginable things right up your... *cough

Remind Me to tell you about the beer bottle, the condom, a bottle full of whisky, and a drunk midwestern boy with an account full of cash....

Media scoundrels, bad boy, bad!

2009-11-09T21:51:00.000-08:00

While watching an episode of "Law and Order: Criminal Intent", I saw yet another example of a Dominatrix, involved in some sordid murder plot. Shocking, hm? The murder suspect was a macho man from a mobster family, straight. He'd get sexually aroused by dressing up in women's clothing, and getting slapped around a bit. By a Woman, a bit like Me.

One of these days, maybe the hero of the common drama llama story will be - a Domme coming to the rescue! Some vanilla being abused without consent?! Super Domme saves the victim from an ill doer!

Well, unless the victim wanted it. Right? *hehehe

A Girl can dream!

It's cold outside, and rainy. I'm missing the sun. You too? I'm available to commiserate, while draining your bank account.

Generous, I know.

Giving you a little pinch, right where it hurts!

Prose, proper

2009-10-27T13:00:00.000-07:00

I'm a bit poetic today:
- - - -
What depth can be brought, by what we share?

Can you slither off your skin, expose to Me your naked bits, beating and warm like fresh earth dug up. Inside your ribs, you're much like Me. Textures and rhythm, aching for more.

Sliding My fingers through your earth, I feel dampness and press you hard, balled into clumps of composite soil, combing through dirt, hand and skin.

I'm an animal, just like you. Perhaps My fangs are a bit sharp.

Bring Me your blood. Bring Me your warmth. I'll drink, and be satisfied. Shaping you into what we create. Aching your surrender into My arms.

I'll pervert what's been left of you, if you like.

The Matters of Master

2009-10-18T18:26:00.000-07:00

In the depth of a very hot August this year, I wrote about a decadent diversion, blog post -
Star sparkle sky. Together, distinct. In the sultriness of summer, I went to a large group gathering of BDSM folk, camping in the woods on a beautiful property. Several hundred perverts, wandering through trees & outdoor dungeons. Late at night the cries of ecstatic slaves, being flogged, whipped, zapped….

I remember feeling particularly sexy that weekend. I'd been getting a good share of sun, my skin was warm and bronzed. I'd just had a deep blue summer dress tailored – it was just a tad too long, and I had the hem raised. Had to show off the legs! My somewhat unnaturally muscular legs. I look at them sometimes and wonder, how did they get so tight? Hehe! Surely I digress (and don't call Me Shirley…).

While walking up a steep hill, I was approached by a very tall man, white grey hair, abundantly mustachioed, who was entirely too friendly. "Well hello there…" or some such, was his approach. I cast a wary glance.

Later in the evening, I found His campsite snugly aside My friend's camping spot, and we all became more acquainted. He, you see, is the wanton wielder of the Santa zapper! And wouldn't you know it, His partner and He, were quite charming and warm. Gems found in a natural setting, these two.

Later, as summer progressed, and fall approached, we stayed in touch. Mistresses need friends, just as much as slaves, and I became closer to this Master of mischief. He had a calm sense of grounding that I found soothing.

I turned to him recently, with a matter of heart. I'd been dating a submissive, owned by another Mistress, and the dynamics were starting to strain. I called Master "Santa" for a bit of advice. He lives the Master/slave relationship in his own world, and embraces polyamory, while this monogamous Mistress needed a little perspective.

He soothed, and listened. Validated and pondered. I felt heard, understood, and a bit bolstered. As I get more face time with BDSM folk, I find many degrees of health and harm. The couples that seem the most content, communicate gangbusters, and value the process of discovery. Conflict will happen, it’s part of the goods. The price of admission, as Dan Savage says. HOW we respond, driven by love, or fear, makes or breaks the bond.

All this to say, thank you Santa man. I am grateful for your thoughts of late. Lovers may bring depth and intensity, yet I find friends that accept you, help even the waters. Stability can be found, in the midst of our kinks.

October beckons

2009-10-13T00:17:00.000-07:00

It's nearly the middle of the month, and Mistress is trying to decide what will be happening for her halloweenie holiday. I think when autumn settles in to the bones, I feel the slowing down and cocooning. We all mourn the summer, yes?

I tend to go out a few times a week and just sit on my back porch, take in a few sun rays. Just a few minutes makes your skin look a little glowy. Some women get out of control with that unnatural darkness.... Sun is a seasoning. Apply lightly!

I miss that warmth. I do have a little indoor face tanner I'll use in the winters. The one's you set on the table, and bask in? More for a mood enhancer than anything. It's not the same as the real thing though. More like a dildo, to a cock, in comparison :)

There are dark things you hide from others, that need My light. Will you bring these weaknesses to Me, tonight...

Hello on hump day

2009-09-30T15:27:00.001-07:00

Happy hump day, little fucks! Link to call Me at:

Mistress Ruby's Hard Alchemy - phone line!

I've been a bit ambivalent re: posting another blog article, while Niteflirt is in flux. Things are still messy, and some of My slaves get through, others have problems. Same rules apply about access to Me of course – My time is precious, no free rides! Although I have been a little sad about Niteflirt's present condition, and continued condition these past 3 weeks.

I'm considering options for a stable server environment to work from, and will stick with Niteflirt for a bit longer. Any updates will be posted here, never fear!

It's cloudy and overcast today, and I'm feeling pretty slothtful today. Shhh, don't tell! Heheh!

NITEFLIRT DOWN?!! MISTRESS RUBY IS STILL HERE! $2.49 a minute

2009-09-19T01:30:00.000-07:00

Niteflirt servers are transition. They have a Niteflirt link that can get you through to Me, faithful little slaves! Same service, different web address:

MS RUBY'S NITEFLIRT PAGE LINK

Niteflirt assures us they are working hard to fix the main systems, and I'm really glad to be able to take calls this way, while they are transitioning.

I'M RUNNING A SPECIAL ON MY TOP 3 LISTINGS TO HELP WHILE NITEFLIRT TRANSITIONS! MY TOP 3 LISTINGS ARE ONLY $2.49 A MINUTE!! Come to Mistress~

Niteflirt system down for a few days

2009-09-17T16:10:00.000-07:00

As some of you have noticed, the Niteflirt servers have been down for a few days. They're apparently rebuilding it to make it stronger, faster, and the like. I'm still reachable via email (see link to the right), and to those of you who have My yahoo ID. It will do in a pinch, if you need a fix, yes? *giggle

Looking forward to having My Niteflirt phone lines open again soon!

Kissing Carradine

2009-09-11T01:17:00.001-07:00

HEY, NEW PHOTOS! I took them with a little man locally, showing off some leather restraints and the like. We were having a cup of coffee in My back yard, and he was extra excited because he'd received a set of bondage gear, recently made by a leather worker we both know. Impromptu like, I set up My digital camera and tripod, and the results are included here. A shout out to slave licious for being a good guinea pig! I'll be spiffing up My Niteflirt pages with a few shots, soon! Contact Me if you'd like more information on the leather work!

And on to the next…

Recently saw the movie, "Smart People", with Dennis Quaid and Ellen Page. Good movie, with a strong cast of actors! My only main complaint was the bludgeon-your-ears-with-constant-loud-music soundtrack.

I remember hearing Keith Carradine discuss this trend, on a DVD commentary track for Deadwood (which, as I tangentalize ad infinitum, is one of My very very favorite series ever). To paraphrase, Carradine discussed how utterly awful films will sometimes overwhelm an audience, using a soundtrack which instructs them how to feel. This ploy typically compensates for poor screenwriting and bad acting.

In contrast, Deadwood barely had any soundtrack. Didn't need it. Every cast member was gifted, spot on, and worthy of worship. Well, that's My opinion!

Back to "Smart People" – My fave moment in the film was Dennis Quaid's first kiss with Sarah Jessica Parker. Quaid plays a college professor who's a bitter curmudgeon, after the death of his wife, and slowly warms when Parker takes an interest in him. Their kiss on her couch… He skulks up like some plodding animal, accustomed to the dark, then grabs her, lands so hard and deft on her lips…

THAT …. That is how you kiss a woman. Your whole body rushing behind a set of lips that knows what it's doing. Mistress used rewind a few times on that one….

A witness to your use

2009-08-29T01:50:00.000-07:00

I've a regular caller who brings his strange feelings to Me, and yes I indulge him. It has much to do with worship of Women and their beauty, inversely. He worships feet, and more specifically… bunions. Women's bunions.

I've chatted about this boy before, however tonight I was a bit more self aware than I tend to be. Mostly because, Mistress is getting closer to a real time submissive male, and I may be inviting him into My home.

I walked through what it might be like to have this submissive man near Me, listening, watching, while I talk with My phone slaves. To be honest, in the 3 years I've made My living while exploiting the likes of you… I have yet to let anyone witness Me working.

Our privacy, until this point, has been ensured. And I have boundaries, clear boundaries in My mind. I'd never let him listen while a phone slave served, unless of course the caller found that intriguing.

Tonight I lay on My sheets, eyes closed, a blanket wrapped around My waist and down through My legs. The rest barely covered by and a thin cotton dress. Bunion boy can get rather ecstatic while we converse. Moaning, crying. Sometimes our energy pops right out the phone, because it's a worshipful, spiritual Zen kind of thing. We're deep in the groove, humiliating him, exploiting his inferiority. I'm chasing him like an animal, a panther, forcing him deeper, listening to him sob, while giggling through his demise.

Tonight I felt My hips bucking, feet sliding over the sheets, writhing while we chanted deeper into this darkness. I wondered - while I talked about very lewd things, knees spread, speaking so harshly, spitefully mean to this crawling bunion boy… if this other sub male who may share My bed, might find himself utterly captivated.

I'll … keep you posted.

Star sparkle sky. Together, distinct.

2009-08-18T04:04:00.000-07:00

We circled around the fire under a dark ripe sky, many of us sitting on borrowed chairs. We bantered back and forth, seeing each other with flickers and smiles. Hours of conversation over firelight and smores. It was a chilly night, and laying in front of the fire on a stretched out massage table, a beautiful woman, wearing her skin cover only, and the hands of her mischievous Master. They were definitely center stage.

This Master's tool for the evening (in addition to his sparkling wit and overwhelming modesty... hehe) - a Violet Wand, with OH so many attachments! Here in the darkness, He zapped, traced, made slave jump and squirm. He kept mentioning it was time for Santa, while slavelette on table said, "oh no, Santa's mean..."

Santa ended up being a bulb attachment with a particularly strong current. Hiding inside the bulb, a face shaped filament. The jolly man's dark smile lit up when charged, which of COURSE needed flesh to complete the current.

And this Master's little lady, did just fine! Kudos of course to His Number One slave – she was the best assistant to the chef, I've seen! That and, her Master was quite charming. Really. There were a few notable little hotties running around, dressed in leather, a few dressed in their own homegrown skin. I lost count of how many tits were meandering through the trees. A cock or two as well!

This summer, I happily attended a somewhat local campout with hundreds of other BDSM perverts. Locations, names, are being withheld, to protect the guilty. *giggle

Very well organized, lemme tell ya! Classes included: Strap On play, with full demonstrations inside both male and female victims, er volunteers; dynamics in Master / slave relationships; Living in two worlds, vanilla and BDSM... and the list goes on! All of this occurring outdoors, occasionally punctuated by an echoing whip, or paddle slap. The follow up grunts and shrieks, mixed with laughter and the sound of euphoria…. Yummy mix.

On this August night when Santa came to play, the evening also held a body drumming event. The main pavilion was an ocean of naked submissives, laying on massage tables, being caned, drummed, while heavy base music slowly stomped in the background. Many Dominants delighted in muscle, flesh and bone.

This summer's weekend in the woods, with many of the BDSM M/s D/s persuasion, was My first campout with other fellow perverts.

And yes, I'll have a second helping, thank you! (and a 3rd, 4th, 5th…. )

It was Bound to happen...

2009-08-02T11:49:00.000-07:00

Mistress just got a fresh cup of coffee, and is contemplating her actions for the day.

One of My slave boys has a thing for being bound up very tight, and we're considering options for his said incarceration. This particular sub is a boy I spend some time with locally, who gets My time in 3d (isn't he just the luckiest!).

We've been looking at different designs for wheelchairs and wheel barrels, as well as a few custom pieces. He craves the closeness of being bound to furniture, unable to move, with a nice leather gag in his mouth, eyes covered. And the flexibility of moveable furniture might make training that much more convenient! A neighbor dropping by for a cup of sugar, while I'm using My tied up human for a stool? No worries, I'll just wheel little mute boy off into the closet for a few hours!

This toy boy does SO enjoy the squirm!

My day just got a little bit brighter. Excuse Me, I have a little man to go mindfuck -

Creative Cretins

2009-07-22T12:02:00.001-07:00

While watching Martha Stewart today (rare occurrence), she shared a little pig or two with the view. Her arms wrapped around a little pot bellied pig. Martha's resident animal expert was discussing the pros and cons (mostly cons) of keeping piglets as pets. They shared footage from a pet pig sanctuary, that cared for these abandoned, neglected porkers, when they get not so little.

Mistress had a strange fantasy in the wake.

My little minions, grazing in fields of green, naked, and serving Me. My own little piglet sanctuary, for slaves and submissive oinks. I was giggling, considering the barns I could put you up in. Every morning we'd hose you down and get you dressed, send you to work out in the field of normal folk (maybe banking, maybe law), then you'd come home every night, shed your vanilla skin, and get ready for grass stained knees.

Wonder if food tastes sweeter, mawing from a trough? Seeing my little worker pets, naked, their hard earned eats messed about their cheeks, and craving one more prod from my shepherd's hook, makes for a pleasant, surreal image.

Oh and could you do me the favor of turning down the temperature outside My Mistress hovel? Air conditioning is fabulous, but when triple digits linger, Mistress gets fussy.

Just one more reason to walk around naked all day!

Oh, you don't say

2009-07-11T03:17:00.000-07:00

Mistress has been lucky recently.

This sweet little Goddess has a more spring in the step. One recent gift the universe conspired to offer Me -

As I've mentioned in the past, Dommes can indeed have a spiritual life, and enjoy the company of church fellowship. A huge part of My interest in BDSM has to do with the nature of spirit, and liberation that surrender can offer. Exposing shame, perversion, that which you do not share in the light with others, allowing these feelings to breathe and be witnessed? Can heal some of the deepest hurt.

I've attended a little church in My hometown for about a year now, and been very content, almost joyful, to have these folks in My life. Meditation, visualization, belief in a supreme being that is benevolent -- these are all things I hold dear to the heart inside.

I've been chatting with a couple at My church, and enjoy their company quite a bit. Although there was an undercurrent I couldn't quite put My finger on. A recognition that wasn't quite conscious...

This past month, while chatting with the wife of this couple, I noticed her wearing a necklace with a padlock pendant around her neck. The recognition hung there, dangling in My thoughts, and I turned it over and over, like a smooth stone in My palm. I chose to speak.

"Is there any significance to the pendant around your neck?"

She paused, then offered a definitive, "Yes."

Her husband, stepped up, with the key to the padlock, around his neck. And while none of us actually acknowledged what we … knew, we finally sought each other out, and talked outside of church.

I am the proud new acquaintance of a Master and slave couple, with 20 years of history, and many years of BDSM experience as well. Who'd a thunk!

This blog is many things, although I rarely discuss here how isolating My work can be, to a person existing in vanilla culture day to day. And we all know, the first question when you meet someone new, is "What do you do for a living?" I've discussed here in the past, the losses that honesty, on this topic, has cost Me. I've lost friendships that spanned decades, by acknowledging that I choose this way of life.

Be warned too, every once in awhile, the universe may offer you gifts, for being authentic.

Slave special - $1.97/minute

2009-06-30T12:30:00.000-07:00

I'm in the mood for a few new slavelettes, so thought I'd entice with a special on My phone line!

On Niteflirt (link button on the right of this page), My top 5 rated listings are now open for $1.97 a minute. That's over $1 less a minute than Mistress typically charges. Those who've been with Me awhile know, I run this kind of special once, maybe twice a year. Hop on the phone and we'll see how Mistress, hops on you! *haha

This little special lasts, of course, until I bore of it! *smile

Here's the link too, if you'd like to browse all My listings there:

Mistress Ruby's Hard Alchemy Niteflirt page

Mistress is quite curious what makes you tick. Especially when you're paying for the pleasure! Hm... I think it's time to get a little sun with my cordless phone at My side - toodles!

Doors and Dreams

2009-06-23T09:11:00.000-07:00

So, you tell Me.

I just had a very wild dream. Perhaps you can offer interpretations. I certainly have My thoughts on it –

In My dim dream, I was in a big ole house, from My hometown, long ago. It was late at night, murky, a bit warm. I heard a ruckus in the back yard, and went to take a look – and a few billy goats with big thick curved horns curled back on their heads – were butting their way through My back door! They forced their way in, then went through the house, knocking things over, then went through the front door, into the yard, and proceeded to do what horny little billy goats do.

Dreams are like little puzzles sometimes. I distinctly know what I think it means, you're welcome to write Me with your thoughts.

I suppose the fact that I haven't been getting laid lately might lend meaning to things! Hehe

I'm going shopping today with a few gift cards one particular piglet gifted with Me. Recently saw an adult film with Nina Hartley (How to eat pussy), and noticed she had black latex gloves while she enjoyed her pretty lover. I think I'll stock up on purple or pink ones, might make housework and other Mistress tasks, a bit fun, hm?

Rev

2009-06-07T02:50:00.000-07:00

So ironically I bring up the Toyota Prius commercial in My last dribble here. And wouldn't you know it? My lovely car of 10 years, which I bought brand new years ago, and maintain regularly like a good Girl Scout… crapped out on Me this past week! An event which has never occurred, in the life of this little car.

I was due a major maintenance, by just a few hundred miles (never go over 500 miles on that), but … the repair was painful, and made this Mistress blue.

It also made Me curious about the land of new cars out there to choose from. And of course I'm going to start plunking down some savings, as I have an erotic slave fantasy about buying a car outright for cold hard cash. Yours, of course!

Don't get Me wrong, they fixed the car up lovely like, however I'm looking around at the new models out there, and it seems like I'm not into the aesthetic. The Toyota Prius for example? Great gas mileage, see them everywhere. But the look? Eh…

I love having a smaller car to zip around in. Have yet to dabble in luxury cars, although could be enticed by the right slave. There's also VW, Toyota, Subaru…. Seems like many of their cars don't have the mileage I'm looking for (over 30 mph, as with My present car).

You're welcome to chat with Mistress during our sessions about your car observations. On your dime of course! Suffice it to say, I'm brainstorming and doing a little part time shopping for new digs, with wheels!

Suddenly thinking of that song "Hey Pretty" by Poe (all images in this post, are from the video). God I love that song, all about a woman picking up a stranger, in her very fast luxury car, taking him on fast ride in San Fran, then fucking him right there in the car. You hear the story from the male poet's perspective, spoken poetry over music, her singing (there's another version that's just Poe singing also).

I REALLY wanna shop for a new car with a dedicated slave, making him pay outright for a new car right in front of Me, then he selling it to Me for $1 and handing over the title… After our little excursion, I'd take him for a long drive in the country, find a hovel with tall old growth trees, and an overlooking view of the sea, or a valley. I'd force him into the back seat of My new car, make him whip out his dick, and jerk his load, right there in the car! I'd tease and deny several times, but when he finally did cum, if it was forceful enough, and there was any mess? I'd allow one small dot of his cum to dry on the back seat of one leather bucket seat.
PUSH the button....

One memento, of his presence, in the expensive worship he has given to Me. I'd keep it like a trophy methinks. Never tell another soul who road in the car. And of course it'd just be a tiny dot on the back of a car seat.

But we'd know, wouldn’t we?

Sunned skin

2009-05-25T21:34:00.000-07:00

Alright, is it just Me, or is that new commercial for the Toyota Prius, with all the people in the costumes that look like plants, sunbeams, etc. Does anyone else find that adorable?

Hello little slaves, it's so good to write for you! Summer is here, and Mistress gets busy and a little less prolific in her blog posts during this time. Today for example, just when I needed a little sissy maid to help with the gardening and car wash…. I had to do the tasks Myself! Aww! I was craving sun and a little arm workout as it was. My tan is starting to get darker, which makes this Girl smile!

The software contract I've been working is winding down this week, which means Mistress will be more readily available. I made a chunk o change, and it brought back memories of My life before pro Domme. The corporate life, the blue chip software or hardware companies I've worked for in My previous career….

I'd much rather take advantage of you, little ones! Heheh

Memorial Day, and I'm logged in, laying on the couch in the dark, wearing only a throw blanket and a smile. All that's needed is a slave to slowly tease into submission...

Alive and oh so well

2009-05-07T01:10:00.001-07:00

So Mistress has been keeping true to Her last post, and ooooh boy I've been busy! It's been 3 weeks since I've had a day off in between My slaves and the vanilla contract I took on this past few weeks. I've still been sessioning with boys on the weekends, and sometimes in the dark of night.

Mistress likes tending to you little ones…..

Just dropping a quick note to tell you I live, and you're welcome to all Me anytime that little Call Now button is bright, on Niteflirt!

Miles of piles of ... cha ching!

2009-04-19T02:44:00.001-07:00

Oh this has been a glorious weekend sweet slaves! The weather for starters – isn't it lovely? 4 mile run Saturday, got to break into my short unitard collection… after getting My legs all smooth and silky, slipped into a tight lycra bodysuit, and ran one of my fastest runs this season!

A fat little piggy dropped into My lap this weekend. A boy from Down Under who apparently came into money in the past year, and is putting it to good use. Giving it to Me, of course! He introduced himself with a few fat tips, then begged permission to talk with Me. Take note subs – THAT is an excellent way to introduce yourself to Mistress!

Down Under boy brought all kinds of toys, dildos, a ruler (apparently had a thing for the Head Mistress giving him a spanking in the office!!). I was kind enough to let him dump his little man load, after quite a bit of torment and mind fuckery! I'm still smiling thinking about the nice cash pile he left in My account. We'll be taking advantage of THAT little man yet again, VERY soon!

I'll be spending a chunk of time on Niteflirt today (Sunday, 4/19/09), so if you're jonesing for Mistress, NOW is a good time!

So many tasks, so little time!

2009-04-06T21:59:00.001-07:00

Oh sweet cheeks and vile perverts, Mistress is a very tired Girl today!

As many of My dedicated ones know, I tend to keep a few coals in the fire, to keep it interesting. My mind is quick, and likes several types of stimulation. If you know what I mean. Ahem.

I've taken on a software contract that will keep Me busy these next two months, and as such, will be a little less available to My sublets. Aww! I will continue being available on weekends to be sure, just know that My time is a bit more divided for the next few weeks.

Best chance to catch Me will be weekends. Also, requesting an appointment via Niteflirt, or emailing Me, will help in arranging our time together. Evenings and weekend time will work best, if you want to catch My scent! Don’t be afraid to send a sweet little email. Or an Amazon gift… or flat out cash! HA! Hehe

I'm smiling and a little bit exhausted just now. A massage and pedicure would SO fit the bill, you know how I looove being touched hm? *smile

Our secret ego

2009-03-28T12:58:00.000-07:00

Friday night went nicely for Mistress. Went to an intimate little concert - had a friend performing, and she kicked ass, as women are want to do…

I sat in the crowd, looking around at the many people with their faces forward. Interesting how easy it is to study someone's curves, muscles, the way they dress themselves. We're remarkably obedient in this close quiet order of silence and smiles.

We went to an uptown bar after the gig, with expensive furniture and very pretty bartenders. Male and female. Tall, thin, black clothes, pretty. We all knew a large part of their currency, was their symmetric faces and friendly ways.

A few in our crowd took center stage, here as well. They have charisma, and oh so many interesting stories. If someone paid attention, who was audience, and who the performer here in our circle, would have been obvious too. I was glad for the story, and the outrageous personalities.

I observed, listened actively. No one in this crowd knows what I do for a living. No one here knew, when I come home and relax in My little den, I open My lines and allow men to kneel for Me, violate their sundry little bits, for My pleasure, and for My income. My previous life in the corporate arena makes it easy to explain, I still do contracts here and there, at My choosing.

I enjoy such restraint. You might have seen Me look off in the distance last night, and smile, thinking of you. Knowing it would be you who I'd be coming home to. Not all of us are driven by ego validation. There are few of us who know our quiet power, and know just when is the time, to whip... it... out...

Bring it little ones. I'll be gentle. Promise. *cough

Hybernating weekends, and garlic goodness

2009-03-16T15:25:00.000-07:00

This has been a great weekend, Mistress decided to stay in and tend to her slavelettes. When you work from home, it's easy to get sucked into the lives of your slaves, for a few days. After a little while though, I feel like emerging from the cocoon, getting back with My peeps. "Where have you been?" is a common question.

Some of My friends know what I do for a living, others do not. Helps that I had a vanilla career before being summoned to the life that is Mistress. It feels quietly satisfying, to have a few close friends that know I humiliate and degrade boys for a living. Who'd a thunk! We never heard recruiters at career faires, sharing the option of pro Domme, now did we?

The smell of roasted garlic is taking over My kitchen. Was hankering for a bit of pasta with broccoli and some feta. A little oregano and lemon to make it interesting. Oh and rice vinegar. One other secret ingredient, which I may share if you ask …

I fantasize about your sissy little ass, trussed up in petticoats and apron, serving Me this afternoon. Might have to slide something up your skirt while you bend over, tending to My plants… *giggle

Challenge Me Downpour

2009-03-05T00:43:00.000-08:00

Oh Mistress is a tired little Girl tonight… took a long hike into town, which I'll do occasionally for a workout. 5 miles roundtrip, 47 degrees out. I took My chances with the weather, since it was only 30% chance of raining… and guess who got caught in a horrendous downpour of windy heavy rain? Bingo!

When I finally got into town, and hit one of My fave restaurants, I was soaked to the bone, even with a rain slicker and 3 layers underneath. I tried to wait it out, considered getting a ride home and thought… F*CK it!! I stopped by a sports store, bought some fab rain pants, and trucked it home baby!

That tough stuff is what a Mistress is made of, hm? Hehe!

Mistress rewarded herself with a long warm bath, chilled naked flesh warming nicely in the water. I love looking around My home and seeing so many things you sweet slaves have bought Me. The lighting for My bathroom, the ipod, the JBL speakers I listened to while soaking My tired flesh and muscle…. You take care of Me nicely little ones!

That new Watchmen movie is looking very interesting, isn't it? I'll have to see what Ebert is saying on the subject. Was just considering the movie Secretary tonight while walking. Remember the scene where James Spader, at the height of his sexiness, had Ms. Secretary bent over the desk, slapping her ass for her misspelling and typos? Ah yes!! The tension and eroticism in that movie, is something I still savor.

What do you secretly savor?

Filling My patron with Patrón ....

2009-02-23T23:45:00.000-08:00

Oh what an evening this Girl had last night. The weekend procession of perverts was going along typically, swimming in humiliations, sliding through the humbled and kneeling….

Then a little man who's called Me a few times in the past 2 years, decides he's up for a little forced intoxication. I remember him distinctly, even though we've only sessioned 3 times in the past. He likes a good long talk (2-4 hours), and has a distinct personality. Let's call him bob ;)

Bob wants to be told what to drink, how much to pound, only to arrive at a state of impairment, a place where he can be taken advantage of, and manipulated for whatever I'm in the mood for. And he was in a fun little mood. We forced half a 750 of Patrón Silver Tequila down that smooth throat of his!

Bob boy was so addicted and submissive to My mind and simmering giggle, he spent over 6 hours on the phone, offering Me that soft underbelly, and that oh so fat wallet! We found places to play that we'd yet to stumble upon in the past… and I'm setting him up on a 3 month plan, of tribute, and forced intox assignments! Beyond that though, he just loves the humiliation, willing to do ANYTHING I tell him to.

I love taking on pupils like this!

He also likes writing letters, handwritten letters, and receiving them too. I sometimes send birthday cards and little gifts to My faithful servants, because doting on those that worship Me, is very pleasing. Also there's something about a handwritten letter, the energy of the person, that gives the reader a bit of their soul. More personal than typewritten emails, so much more!

It's a little bit of affection, that. A poem, a thought on paper. Can't wait to get his little letter in the mail! I'm getting him fucked up later this week too – sent him to the liquor store and told him exactly what to buy, and how much he would be consuming, minimum, during our next late night encounter –

The beauty of My living, My slaves and this work – the variety, and that soft center down deep inside your husk. THAT'S the reward… That is the place, for Me!

Post Valentine's exhaustion!

2009-02-15T07:57:00.000-08:00

Oh what a night Valentine's day was! Dancing, out til all hours with a close little friend (nay, I have not fucked him, but who knows, I might…). We ended up in a poh dunk little bar, singing a few karaoke songs, with an audience of maybe 6 people, and half of those, wait staff! My legs are still tired, although I'm sporting a smile –

My recent sale is over, and it was quite a bit of fun! Love rewarding faithful subs with a little price break now and then. Also brings in new clients who might want a chance to come up close, take a test ride, so to speak. And by then it's too late. They're bent over, with something huge up their bum moaning, how in the hell did that happen? Haha!

I think a little snooze is called for… Keep things juicy for Me!

Sore muscles and satisfaction $1.99 Sale

2009-02-03T03:15:00.000-08:00

On a whim, I'm lowering My price to $1.99/minute. This will last until... it bores Me! Get it while it's hot little ones!

It's gotten a bit warmer out there this week, which makes this Mistress happy. I got 20+ miles in, hiking, walking and dancing, although not quite sure how to measure mileage with the dance factor (didn't wear the pedometer either on that one! Hahah). Had dinner made for Me by a recent boy toy bike boy, a few nights last week. He seemed very observant regarding what was firm on this fine form….

All those miles pay off hm? Haha!

Did a little updating on My foot fetish listing this week, after doing a special little photo shoot for a puss bump faggot that is denying himself for Me, even as we speak. Making him wear cotton panties to work too, and we just ordered him some princess panties due this week. Love humiliating that little urchin. Goddess knows, he won't be getting laid any time soon. No confidence, and no c*ck to speak of. Hand in hand hm? Or needle d*ck in hand….

Picked up a DVD of Mad Men season 1 tonight, as I've yet to see the first season, but the second season, impressed the hell out of Me. Getting wonderful reviews too – you need to check it out.

Call Mistress for a bit of dressing down. You need a little humiliation, admit it!

Stomp romp

2009-01-23T08:59:00.000-08:00

Trampling boys dreams, with My sweet little feet –

This has been a foot filled week in Mistress land! Seems the foot freaks are coming out of the wood work and are so ready for action… My first little nerd boy has a few strikes against him – lives with his parents, only 20 years old, and has never been with a woman, in the biblical way (hail Mary full of grace… or something). He's also a fat little f*ck apparently, with such a tiny appendage, and dreadfully shy… although he DOES have one thing that makes him interesting – he is employed. And knows how to spend his money. 3 guesses where I might be going with that…

At least he knows what makes his love bump rigid and… well if it's exceptionally short, is erect the correct phrase? The sweat and stench of sweet women's feet does something dirty to his nervous system. Gives this little man a bit of a chubby. He also fantasizes about serving men on his knees, with a mouth so open wide. I've been making him do humiliating assignments, taking his money, making him bury his face into stinky girl socks, while sticking grocery produce where his sun doesn't shine…

What's not to love about My work hm?

My other talkative fella craving flesh covered phalanges, and has been a regular slave for over a year. He just adores the bunions of old withered women! The calluses, the corns, the toe jam, he revels in all of the dark foot maladies, that which most of us would find rather ugly. When we chat, we get into almost a chant like state for over an hour, meditative and erotic, sharing how we both know he is in inferior, and Women are superior. His place is on his knees worshiping the beauty of a mature woman and her hard working feet. The miracle of the body, and how it adapts, thickening skin with corns and calluses, that's the place we go together. Just goes to show anything can be sacred, if you approach it with the right attitude!

And speaking of feet – mine are actually sore today. I've been playing with My workout schedule, and have already walked 9 miles this week, in addition to a gym workout (5 miles yesterday). I love downloading radio shows and getting into a contemplative space while pounding through the miles, "taking to the air" as they used to say in the late 1800s (granted, I'm getting that from the show Deadwood). Today Mistress is going to sit on her firm ass, and enjoy every minute of it. I've earned it hm?

Secret Life of Mistress

2009-01-15T06:02:00.000-08:00

For those of you with Comcast cable, and an OnDemand box, you've probably scanned the options – a LOT of complimentary (aka free) shows to watch. Oh yes, there's the dirty shows too for the wankers! Yet when it comes to porn, I tend to watch free snippets online – there is so much available out there hm?

Tonight, while toiling in the wee hours, I decided to dabble in "Secret Lives of Women" on the WE TV. I'm just finishing up show titled Mistresses (show 308). I appreciate their interview with a pro Domme named Cristian (her real life name is Christine), quite a bit.

Many times vanilla shows that focus on Women like Me, tend to portray them as off the grid and something to be feared. Cristian is a mother, and has a relationship with a vanilla boy who's comfortable with her career. They also show Mistress in full session, and she has a nicely outfitted dungeon, a little man on his knees in a pvc maids outfit, being flogged and humiliated (yum!!).

Ah, wouldn't it be nice if I could go to the local coffee shop, strike up a conversation with a stranger with a smile, and tell them what I really do for a living. I live with that fear you know. And I've made a few mistakes in trust. The friend's you've known for years. You know the ones that are accepting, open minded, may have even come on to you a time or two…

I get so frustrated with the lack of acceptance and the dirty nature We get castigated into. Flip side of that though, is one of the main reasons boys want to play with Me, is that very forbidden nature. It's a turn on, isn't it?

Bacchanalia and movement

2009-01-04T04:42:00.000-08:00

And here we are yes? The New Year arrives, and so do thoughts of resolutions, or goals. And the other imbedded thoughts of … will I have the stamina to fulfill such things?

Been very thankful to get My 3 workouts in a week, especially after the Bacchanal feast fest that was Thanksgiving and Christmas. Mistress had a little sinus infection in November, that laid her back for a few weeks, which is brutal to the workout routine.

So I'm two weeks into getting back on the horse! Love feeling strong and consistent. Love slaves bearing the same traits, as well.

Shall we make one of your resolutions… consistent training, at the hands of a very saucy, yet brutal, Mistress? Boys, I think I might be able to help you with THAT one! Ahah

Shout out to a little catholic boy across a very big pond this week. He's a blasphemer, and a very dirty boy. Loves being milked for money too. Wonder if I should mention his name? oh, maybe next time… hahah

Oh – and if you've got good recipes for healthy and homemade popcorn, I'm listening. I've made 4 batches in the past week, and only two were edible! Haha! Doing a little research on decent quick snacks that are filling, and even if popcorn is all carbs, does fill a Grrl up!

Quiet in the storm

2008-12-24T10:07:00.000-08:00

Christmas eve, most of the shopping done, and I'm dragging ass while putting off a few chores. Have heard from a few devoted slaves, and received a trinket or two. Yes!

Have a party to go to this afternoon, and while I was on the road for a week for Thanksgiving, I've decided to keep Christmas time low key and local. This means Mistress will be available for a few moments with you! Should you dare…

I'd love to shove a thick candy cane up your holiday stocking, naughty or nice, numb rum nuts! Hahahaha

Now if you'll excuse Me (and even if you won't), I've got to ferret out a white elephant gift for that party I'm going to this afternoon. And I've been forewarned, sex toys are not an option. Dammit. hehe

Chilly bits, and little licks

2008-12-16T09:29:00.001-08:00

Colder than a witches tit in a brass bra goes the saying. And that would be the case in these parts on the west coast of the U.S. 9 degrees F. outside. What the fuck??

This does beg the question ... why would a woman wear a brass bra in the first place? haha! Brass balls I think I could understand (they are so very tender, those bits), as men do like to like reinforcing their weak spots, even with a metaphor of some sort.

Perhaps said witch is on a Xena warrior princess kick, and is feeling that power. Myself, I prefer something a tad warmer for the nips.

Mistress will be keeping said bits inside her home, warm and toasty. And maybe... She'll be talking to you!

Today, while snacking on a little vanilla yogurt, I began thinking of all the dirty things I've made slaves lick up over the years. Things sometimes with the consistency and color of yogurt, although a bit tangier methinks. Know what I mean? hahah!

Alrighty then - back at it! *whipsnap

Rehab, healing and violation

2008-12-05T02:34:00.000-08:00

"Here I go again, on My own...." Since I've been watching "Celebrity Rehab" on VH-1, Whitesnake keeps running through My mind. I graduated high school in the late 80s, and Tawny Kitaen was of course, sprawled out, throwing that mane of hair here and there. She's such a sex symbol from that time, and here she is, sharing the tragedy and joy that has become her life on this show.

Watching the Celeb Rehab show to Me, has been strangely moving. Especially this last season. Although enough already with that ex f*ck Grease boy Jeff Conaway on the show. If he's not calling 911, or threatening to kill someone... he's simply not content. OY!

Much of what a Mistress does, in My mind, is heal. Sharing your shame and surrender, can be very cathartic and healing for a submissive. I think that is why I find hope in the participants of the Celeb Rehab show. Also seeing people you've known vaguely as pop icons, break down and build back up after struggling with addiction... rather fascinating.

Is this when I offer a special on My forced intoxication listing on Niteflirt? hehe.

I haven't heard a man violated recently (dildo up the bum) since I've returned from Thanksgiving, and I'd rather like that! Feel free to give Me a ring, and bring your favorite toys. Or perhaps your favorite panties? *giggle

Warmth and absence

2008-11-26T12:17:00.000-08:00

Guess who’s hitting the road for the Thankgiving holiday? Okay…. Me!

I’m pretty excited, although I detest packing and getting the house ready for the pet sitter. So strange having someone come in and linger in your own little world. I prefer to supervise on such occasions! Go figure!

So be prepared, Mistress will be visiting with loved ones, and pretty unavailable. I might sneak in with my laptop here and there, but be ready for Ms Thing to be in absentia until this Sunday.

I might sneak a Niteflirt phone call in, and if so? You’ll pay dearly for the time! *giggle. Thinking very dirty thoughts about very dirty boys. You included…

Cold night, big smile

2008-11-21T18:45:00.000-08:00

All those holidays approaching, makes a Grrl feel like she needs to get ducks in a row, gifts purchased, and of course, get her assignments in line for Santa's little slaves! Hehe. Maybe I'll make one of my sissies dress up like Mrs. Claus for the holidays...

This weekend I'll be a bit busy - have some big parties to attend and a trip to the coast scheduled. Sunday I definitely think I'll be around the ole horn to pick up a few shout outs from the slavelettes.

The main question is what to wear to the party tonight... something respectable and conservative, or showing a little flesh? Feel free to give an opinion on that. Email's a working :)

Candle magic, rain, and a pet in my home

2008-11-12T08:08:00.000-08:00

The weather in Oregon is making this Grrl a little bit melancholy... I haven't been able to get out for My hikes and runs, and I tend to get a bit stir crazy without it! I've been indulging the urge to burn candles long into the wee morning hours. Warms Me up somehow.

Maybe one of My next little projects will be a personal trainer! A slavelette to show up and keep Me company while I'm busting out a sweat, hitting the next interval.

I love making My body firm, and I think those of us who keep track of such things, know the winter months are a big challenge. Bundling up and staying in the warm inner sanctum, feels so much fuzzier and yummy...

A few new pets have made their way to My doorstep, and I've been grooming them for longevity. As my regular boys know, I tend to seduce slowly, rather than take all I can quick. More interesting experience for all that way. And I do get attached to My minions...

I've been exploring www.collarme.com of late, as I've posted an ad for a Domme/sub exchange outside the monetary realm. Mistress cannot stand to do the domestics, and while I travel to scene or visit fetish events a few hours from My home regularly? I've yet to bring play into My abode. Anonymity is a key concern for many of us, as is safety.

I have visions of transforming someone very male, into someone very feminine, while he scrubs and sorts My details. Ignoring him for long periods, only to slide behind him with a few lingering fingers, dragging spiderleg nails over warm flesh and bone.

Either that, or I'll choose a very masculine boy, easy on the eye, and yummy on his knees. I like surprising servants while they're focused on My tasks. That gasp, the trembling? And occasionally the wince...

Mistress is yearning for this new playmate. I'll keep you posted!

Naughty Mistress, break for you

2008-11-03T11:18:00.000-08:00

Mistress has been naughty... I haven't updated my blog in more than a week. I feel so very dirty about it. For shame! hahah!

Go figure, life has been alot of fun lately, and I've been living it, much more than writing about it! One thing I've found -

When I price my lines at $1.99/minute, yes calls are more frequent, but I find the calls last longer. As if - boys like to have a nice languid conversation, when the price is that much lower. Has been making me ponder my pricing schedule.

I'll be keeping my price at $1.99/minute for the next few weeks, and then evaluating the overall worth. I have to admit, I love longer conversations, because I get a chance to creep around those strange little brains of yours...perverting your fleshy naughty bits all the while! Gives me more time to giggle!

Halloween was quite an effort, however I'm very happy with the events that transpired. Was the warmest Halloween evening we've had, in several years, and that made this Mistress very happy.

Bunion boy booty

2008-10-14T18:43:00.000-07:00

Super Mistress, to the rescue! Faster than a speeding whip, stronger than a slavelettes moan, it's a Domme - it's a Queen - it's SUPER MISTRESS! heheh

Well now that we have that cleared up ...

Talked long and well to my superslave Bunion boy this last week. We're talking about a sub who loves and worships the bunions on women's feet so very much, he'll take an image of a particularly nasty bunion, enlarge it on his computer, pipe it into his huge HDTV - and worship at the altar of a FIVE FOOT IMAGE of a bunion!

THAT is dedication! I like the variety of servants who come to worship my Female Superiority. Although alas, I have no bunions to offer my little corn and callus loving foot boy! Only sweet feet and perhaps a squeeze or two! hehe

Modification, and Extension

2008-10-06T20:24:00.000-07:00

OOOoooh boy, the U.S. economy is sure taking a dive! Scary out there isn't it boys?

I've decided to continue my generosity, and bump up the listings I've had at the low sale price, to $1.99 a minute. I'll keep it there for a spell, until I decide to go back to the normal $2.99 a minute price.

Love catching up with you!

$1.69 a minute celebration!

2008-10-02T01:45:00.000-07:00

Watch the rumba panties, swing back and forth, back and forth....
I'm so happy with these new shots - I've updated my top 5 Niteflirt listings, and will also be taking calls at a special $1.69 a minute on these listings!

I am very happy with the new shots. Take a look at my sexy little shots, and give Mistress a call with your dirty little thoughts...

NEW PHOTOS!

2008-09-28T07:41:00.000-07:00

Do Mistress a favor if you dare!

One of My fave slaves of yesteryear (he's since gone to greener pastures.. *sniff) bought Mistress many nice things, including a Canon 12.1 megapixel camera. I've been meaning to get a few new photoshoots done to update My webpages on Niteflirt...

Well, after a week or two of work, TA DA! Please check out My Niteflirt page and tell Me what you think (I've only done the 3 highest rated listings so far, will get to the others when I haven't been up all night editing photos!! Egad there were hundreds of them!!). Here's the link -

http://www.niteflirt.com/hard+alchemy

I planned on going to church this morning (can you believe this Mistress is somewhat devout?) and a long run, but I'm so wooped after working on the pictures and webpages... I think I'm gonna zonk out and get some zzzs...

Feel free to email Me at hardalchemy@yahoo.com, or on Niteflirt, to let Me know your thoughts!

Mistress gets a little tanked.....

2008-09-20T23:14:00.000-07:00

Tonight I was a bad grrl...

Well the day started right. I mean I did wake up and feel the need for a run. Jogged 3 miles, felt fabulous. Tonight though, I went to a Hawaiian style party, with 2 roasted pigs, and food that went on forever, so many tables. Mistress actually did a little drinking tonight, which is a rare thing! I seem to see alcohol as empty calories really, especially when I'm trying to keep my bod in shape....

They had a keg of yummy pale ale, and Mistress helped herself to 3-4 glasses of that. THEN? One of the boys at the party had a special drink. Lemme see if I remember it. Tanqueray, lime juice, and club soda. MAN that was so yummy... I had 3! They started up a bonfire from the pig pit and we all sat around on hay bales, drinking in the warmth, and enjoying a good buzz!

They had several cotton lengths of rope set aside too, for a 3 legged race, that never really happened. Don't tell anyone, but I snuck a few lengths of rope home. I figure you can never have enough soft cotton rope... so many sublets begging for a good restriction now and then hm? *giggle

I can understand why you boys love calling me, getting drunk while I guide you to suck down more. DAMN being a little tipsy can be a helluva lota fun! Kisses and ass slaps to you!

Sore muscles and tasting English

2008-09-12T13:25:00.000-07:00

Mistress has had a full week pets. Spent a long 24 hour stint this week helping a relative move from their abode. Obviously I love them quite a bit, because usually I'm the one directing the show... It's very hard to say goodbye to loved ones who are moving far away. You just want to soak up every last moment, even with sore muscles from lifting many heavy boxes, and twisting furniture down long stairways.

Slept like a log last night, and got my workout out done, then had a heavenly massage this morning. I love the way I smell after my long massages. All spiced with amber and lavender...

Had an English boy named Steve call me this week. He made the most heavenly noises while releasing his... ahem! Something about the accent, the proper shyness, and sweet weakness, makes me feel so serene and happy.

I'll be spending many hours logged in this weekend, perhaps I'll have the chance to listen to you moan...

September sweat

2008-09-06T16:09:00.000-07:00

This has been a fun week in Ruby land. Two of my favorite callers gave me a ring this past week and left a smile lingering...

Jeffy jeff, one of my fave sissy sluts, decided to call wearing his pinkest panties. He also decided to bring along his favorite 6 inch friend, to violate the darkest places this grrl has! Jeffy jeff loves serving Mistress, and doing what she's told! I always LOVE making up a new degrading little phrase for this sweety to utter, when and IF I let this one arrive at a climax....

Also heard from my foot fetish slave boy Steve this weekend. I get rather Zen with this one, as we slowly go deeper, worshiping the beauty of the foot, the curves, the strength, the joints, and oh such arches.....

It's hot out there lovelies! Keep the naughty bits cool...

Fingers sliding over slick skin

2008-08-25T21:51:00.001-07:00

My body feels so strong right now. The sun, the running, my weight training, the dancing… I feel like a ripe piece of fruit just dripping off the vine. Chock full of such sweet nectar…

I was thinking tonight, I’d love to have a sissy boy here, dressed to the nines, wearing rumba pants, some sexy thigh highs, and oh yes, I’d want sissy smelling of some kind of a fruit, a ripe mango or maybe a citrus perfume. Sliding massage oils over My skin, infused with the scents of amber. My strong soft skin legs would relax under his delicate fingers. I love making sweet little sissy grrls feel submissive, pleasing Me with their duties.

I’m due for a massage in the next week. Will let you know how that lube job goes! *giggle

Panties and pink ribbons

2008-08-11T10:02:00.000-07:00

Was looking through My collection of lingerie that My slaves had purchased for Me over the past year - I've got some beautiful things, garters, a corset in blue satin. Since it's warm outside I found this little pink outfit that a sissy sent My way. Pink g string with lace sewn on the front and ribbons (and it's see thru! shh!) and the top? A band of see through pink fabric, with two rows, top and bottom, of lace along the edges. Held up by two sets of ribbons tied at the shoulder. So very easy to slowly untie and drop to the floor.....

Mistress still has the pink panties on! Ran 4 miles yesterday, also did upper body weights at My running buddy's house afterwards - used Bowflex and Powerblock adjustables, My arms look SO good.... After a good hard workout, ever notice how your body looks so strong and kind of... pumped?

Mistress is smiling!

Sweet feet?

2008-08-01T08:39:00.001-07:00

Mistress Ruby got a pedicure! I'm very happy with the outcome, and I think I've found a new nail shop that I'm going to enjoy, to boot!

Thank you all for taking part in my $1.99 special - had gads of calls and emails, and lots of fun. Back to the normal price my pretties! It was a sweet little soiree while it lasted!

Stay tuned, I have a feel August will be hot as hell, in more ways than one!

$1.99 Sizzling Summer Special!

2008-07-29T21:02:00.000-07:00

It's so hot and humid during the summer, I thought I'd offer a bit of a break from the sweltering sun!

My top 6 listings are now $1.99 a minute, for a bit of summer break! Hurry on this one, as it will only last... as long as I feel like it!

Sleeping beauty, and bruised phalanges

2008-07-23T10:56:00.000-07:00

This morning was a bit cooler, and Mistress slept so well! Had an erotic dream about Keanu Reeves, with that dark thick hair of his falling around his eyes. He's definitely athletic and strong, although I do tend to like men with a bit more hair on the chest! Most of my slaves know that I have a preference for a little texture under my fingertips...

Mistress had a slightly rude awakening yesterday, when her slight little pinky toe crashed into the corner of her incline weight bench. My lil' toe is now some VERY interesting shades of black and red, with a nice bit of swelling too. Looks like MsRuby might not be running for a few days! *sob

Thus, to protect my freshly wounded foot, workout today is mountain bike riding (less impact than jogging to be sure!). Thanks to a certain slave for buying my bike trainer. You just set up your back bicycle wheel on trainer, tighten up the resistance, and ride the hell out of it! Reminds me of a few other things... *giggle

Vacation return

2008-07-11T19:04:00.000-07:00

I just came back from a week long vacation on the pacific coast, and boy did I have fun! Paid for of course by all that hard earned money my slavelettes pay Me! My room had a huge jacuzzi bathtub and I enjoyed that especially! Walking on the sand with friends and family was such a wonderful thing. Did get a very red sunburn, although it's healing up nicely into a bronze tan. Aloe Vera gel to the rescue!

Vacations always give a girl a chance to splurge a little eh? Blackened halibut, silk dresses, almost got another pedicure but time was running late... And now I've got a mountain of luggage and bags to unpack and put away. Sigh. I'll need to call in my sissiest maid for THAT job!!

Tonight I think I might indulge in a little kalhua and coffee. Have a feeling you boys will be keeping me up very late!

Shoulder's blush

2008-06-26T18:43:00.000-07:00

Hello world, Mistress speaks! Today was a sunny and beautiful day in Ruby land, and I tended to a few things in the yard. Jammed out on My ipod while doing a few repairs here and there. Felt OH so butch! hehe

My shoulders got a little burned, but it feels good. A little pain can be exquisite, yes? Let Myself rest from the daily workout, and explored a few new ways to get My coffee fix. I've discovered these sweet little morsels of chocolate, with just as much caffeine as a regular cup of Joe. Who'd a thunk?

I've been asking friends about local places for a pedicure, My feet so need a good soothing touch. I like thinking of My minions tending to My sweet little feet, on days such as this. Although, using My slave's money honey, works just as well for me!

Dial in and tell me your hidden truth tonight, dark ones. I'll bet you've got secrets to share...

Slumber Party

2008-06-15T21:42:00.000-07:00

I'm so happy when the sun comes out to play. Today was so moderate and warm, I had to smile! Had a set of cool sunglasses on too, and My hair was feeling so wild and sultry. I'm liking My hair lately...

One of My fave boys had quite a little adventure this weekend. This little one worships the ground that his coworker walks on, and he was lucky enough to score a night with her (and a few friends) at a local sporting event. Of course Mistress had to get all the juicy little bits. When he rushed home afterwards to tell Me the details, it almost felt like a slumber party with My grrlfriends... "What did she wear? Could you see her tits? Did she touch you..."

I like hearing about the things that make My boys happy. Especially when they float on air and feel content. We do our dance, Mistress and minion, yet in My heart of hearts, when we go back to our little worlds, I do like knowing you're happy here and there.

Smiles to you!

Tripple Decked Debauchery

2008-06-04T01:50:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful night for Mistress! My sweet submissive sean came out to play in her tackiest whore costume. Go figure, this girl loves stockings, and gets a bit greedy with them, sometimes wearing 3 pairs at a time! Tonight it was 2 pairs of long white stockings, with a pair of screaming fuchsia fishnets and pink bows galore! Had to send the slutty one down the hall for a FRESH bucket of ice. She knows what Mistress does with that later...

All dolled up, she's been drinking like a freshman at a kegger party! Delta Delta Cocksucker!! hehe. We had to get this little girls nipples hard. Ice in the bra of course, and oooh she seemed so tingly. Next, we wrapped a hot pink piece of yarn all the way down her little clitty shaft, just for the candy cane lovers out there! Finished off this CBT slut with 6 clothing clips to the balls, and of course 4 on the head - wanted to make a compass out of this little grrl's cock!

I was generous and let subbie sean sink his stinging, clipped nads in the cool fresh ice bucket, while letting him recite the phrase, "I'm the sluttiest cocksucker on the whole East Coast!!" And would you believe it, the grrrl made a little mess, between her grunts and moans. Made the whore swallow it too. Serves her right!

Kisses for little sean, you made me a happy Mistress tonight!

Disappearing May

2008-05-31T05:27:00.000-07:00

Holy shit, how did that happen, Mistress hasn't published a blog article in 1.5 weeks! As a rule I do try to get My posts in within a week or so of the last one. Anticipation does many times amplify the experience though... :)

It's early Saturday, overcast, the sun is coming up. I rather like the overcast days, especially when the summer gets here. Easier for running weather, biking, and the like. My minions do know how Mistress loves keeping her muscles nice and firm!

I think it's time for this vampire grrl to get a bit of sleep. One of my slaves kept me up for a good long spell. And fell asleep on Me. My faithful ones know too - Mistress never hangs up (unless you're a complete asshat, then you get hung up on and blocked! hehe). So this little piggy? paid me for a good hour of his snore time! Always makes a grrl smile!

Mistress notes

2008-05-20T10:42:00.000-07:00

Hello slavelettes and subs, It's Tuesday and I'm presently putting off a workout. Go figure! I've been a bit busy this past week and not as available for phones as I'd like. One thing that helps me immensely when things are busy, is a Niteflirt email from slaves who are hankering for Mistress, and seem to have a hard time getting ahold of me. I check Niteflirt email daily, and will get back to you as soon as Mistress can!

Getting a new set of dumbbells soon, had to go up to the next set size because I've maxed out my 24 lb adjustable ones! I don't want much more lifting weight, just a little room to increase weight. My arms are looking sooo good. Firm and toned. Makes for a very firm spanking hand!! hehe

It's humid and rainy today in my town. Kind of makes me feel like nestling in and taking a little nap.

Pumped Fresh

2008-05-12T04:36:00.000-07:00

Ah yes, another weekend draws to a close. Wee hours of Monday morning, and I had a wonderful weekend. Good weather, good workouts, and a few bad boys!! hehe

A new little client came along My way this weekend, amateur bodybuilder and all. He asked Me to take him through his first domination session ever, and indeed, I did pop his BDSM cherry. The sound of his voice was husky, and somewhat unclear, as we went through the deeds he'd need for me. I need My boys naked when we session alone, and on their knees. This way, I get a clear view of all My pretty little toy!

We slithered around his skinned form, while he put on a performance for My eyes only. This boy did like to show off his bits, and I gather he rather liked his body. He works hard for it after all! I love slaves that know bodybuilding, know what makes their body firm, their heart race fast. All that flesh and blood just thumping for one more breath -

Still watching My slave in My mind's eye, while he licks his own lips, freshly moist with new viscosities. 'Til our next entry...