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 –
April 30, 2011
April 17, 2011
Pegging Parts
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..
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..
March 29, 2011
Get ready for a big long one!!!
"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...
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...
March 13, 2011
Houseboy for Me
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 -
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 -
February 19, 2011
Pierced
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!
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!
January 30, 2011
Teasing
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….
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….
January 13, 2011
Rub and shine
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...
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...
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