Sunday, September 27, 2009

Detroit Rock City

I just arrived home tonight from my trip to the Dirty Show in Detroit. Had a smashing time. One of my best friend's photos was featured in the show so we went up to hang and look fabulous. Interesting art. Some NOT so interesting, but many of the people were.

I got so many complements on my House of Bias latex bikini that I ran out of comp cards to give out. I am attaching a pic so you can see.

Stayed in a four star hotel for next to nothing cause I am definitely getting my web savvy on. I love learning new things. Beware those of you who I experiment on. Hee Hee. Practice makes perfect...well almost perfect.

All in all a unique trip. Saw some other friends at the show and did a little ropetastic work. Watched some good and not so good performers. Though the spinning double hook suspension was fucking awesome and made me wish I was pulling too!

The only down side was a total asshole who wanked me for not only no show but he whined enough to come out to the Dirty Show and spend time with me and didn't even show up. He could have been my chair when my Atomic Boots got tired and gotten my drinks.

I get it that the economy has put a damper on expenses for some people but don't ask for a discount when I have never seen you before. I have procedures for a reason. But whining and trying to wheedle is just disrespectful. I also invited you to the show to serve me and my friend and you called three times to tell me you were coming but never showed. That is just bad form.

Just remember wankers Goddess has a long memory. And long networking fingers. Keep that in mind if you ever think I am here to serve you and not the other way around. If you desire to be in my presence have the respect to be a man and be straight up with me. I do not abide liars, wanker, and people who harm or exploit others. I'm a fierce and proud Mama Goddess.

So I use this as a lesson to all who think they can fuck with me. I don't put up with this sort of behavior. SAM's and Brats still have a sincere desire to please me. I was annoyed but found so many pretty toys to play with at the dirty show that I can only say you missed out on a once in a lifetime opportunity. Tsk Tsk poor boy.

The pretty girly who got tied up and had a chance to spank me [yes that is what I said] for the cameras was hot. And she kisses fabulously. The little boy toy who got his photo with me for the newspaper was happy and has contacted me for a private session, and I've been invited to do my burlesque performances at Theatre Bizzare for next year.

All's well that ends well and DAMN the ad hoc photo shoot as we were heading to 2 am breakfast was hot and steamy...I've put one up here but you can see more at my website gallery page.

B's banging

It has been a couple of weeks but I have once again been travelling and having the adventures so catching up with you bitches is at my convenience. So there.

Butt...pun intended I wanted to update you on my boi "b" he's such a sweetheart. Not only did he bring me pressies which I always find gives me smiles but he wore pantyhose for the first time for me when he came to see me.

Of course he tantalized me a bit first by sending some pics of him in the french cut black pantyhose, the tease. So when he came to me for some good caning I couldn't wait to rub my hands up and down his legs and fine fine boootay.

That didn't stop me from wailing on him either. I suppose it was an incentive for me since I wore the black plastic leggings he got me on another occassion and I was not able to run my hosiery over his. Arrrggggh! It's not nice to mess with Mother Goddess!

I hooked him up with long chains to my St. Andrew's cross and proceded to begin his torment while wearing my 6-3/4" metal spiked shiny knee high uber boots. He had brought me a batt and a combined cane with 4 spurs on it so of course I had to try them out. My hand first because I knew b wanted me to try out the new toys. I played so many games with his cute butt.

I had a set of new bamboo canes too sm med and large which I wanted to try out so he got a good wholloping with 8 different implements and my hand. By the time I had finished and brought him down I think he could have taken a nap. I had my energy up so we went to lunch after and had great Mexican food. We sat outside on metal folding chairs and had Margheritas and I smiled everytime my poor but shifted on the chairs. Cause I knew b's was ten times worse.

A few days later he brought me a copy of the video he took and my I am photogenic aren't I? But so are you b. You're a real trooper. I know you are going to be out of commission for a bit. I can't wait to wear the jodhpurs next time. Be safe so I have a chance to hit you again soon.

Hugs and kicking! [Because we cane cane cane!]

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Labor Day

I had six come over to my house last weekend. I've been travelling so much this past month that my housekeeping standards have fallen by the wayside a bit. So Six came over to do much cleaning and work for me so I could relax and enjoy my condo again.

It was annoying that he got caught up in the Labor Day holiday traffic and was late. I hate tardiness. So six had to wait to get naked for me. I finally had to relent because I was having him scrub the shower and I also wanted to see a naked boy cleaning. My chain around his ankle was the only thing he wore while breathing in toxic fumes. Oh yes the chain and a cute set of orange rubber gloves. With six's shy eyes the rubber gloves were adorable.

I came downstairs and turned on the satellite radio and sang while I did work on my computer. It was nice to know my boy was upstairs working hard. He came down when he had a few questions but when I went upstairs after he had finished that bath he had done a great job. So I rewarded him by allowing him to rub my feet while we had a break.

Afterwards he took apart the cushions of the couch and lint rolled them to perfection. I was very proud he even did the back of the couch. So naked again he got to dust my tv and stuff. He looked very hot with the swiffer and was meticulous of course.

He then cleaned the downstairs bathroom where most of my makeup and woman doo dads are. I suppose it was a minefield of things to clean and I like being precise. I even had ordered up some Thai food for dinner and after it was delivered six insisted on "cleaning my piggy [bank]" of all the dust and detritus it had gathered for a while before coming to get his grub. Good six.

See I can be all soft and squishy when I want to be. I love that six not only did a great job [as he should] but that we weren't "in session" I love my little prisoner 0663. Are you having a little tail waggle right now pet?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Event Schedule

COPE September 11-13[Ohio]
Kinky Kollege October 23-25 [Chicago]

These are the next two events I am attending. Call or email if you want to book a session at these events.

I'm back! GLLA

Yes several weeks of travel have taken its toll on me. At GLLA in Indianpolis I put myself up at auction and low and behold a lovely lady made me the second highest bid. I don't feel slighted though in the least. Considering the first highest bid was for a couple of cute boys who did some mad passionate kissing for the audience. It turned me on and if you figure out the math their bid divided by two was still less than that for me as a single. Am I that petty? Well it's the diva in me. They weren't jogging around in circles and tap dancing in their ballet boots. I'm really good in ballet boots. Do I have any volunteers for me tap dancing on their tummys in the ballet boots? I did on Sarge's back once and left imprints for two weeks. But I digress:

My winning girl was so excited she said she was a masochist which sort of gave me carte blanche. I spoke with her Sir and I stripped her naked in front of him and his friends and turned her into a beautiful art object for him. This lovely girl had boobies the size of my head and I loved them so. Her curveacious hips made a beautiful frame for showing her corset tied arms pulled together. It also gave me a bit of a handle to turn the vivacious cutie around so I could kiss and nibble those gorgeous boobs. "L" giggled as I told her what I planned to do to her and she kept trying to tell me what to do.

Now I must stop here and say, just how many of you have ever told your Domme what to do? Well attempted to tell them? Let's just say I gave her a bit of an attitude adjustment. My stroking of those lovely mammories became some severe nipple torture. Masochist that she was she tried to keep bratting me so I smacked the shit out of her melons until they bruised with an occassional bite to leave hickies all over her front while her Sir smiled his approval.

She didn't talk quite so much after that except to say that her arms were tired so I unlaced the corset tie and turned her around on the St. Andrew's cross and tied her wrists above her head and leaned my petit curves into hers. My nails and fingertips played music on her body and behind. I played slapping and punching rhythms all over her. She still couldn't quite quiet down so I shoved a black spandex hood over her head and started in with the canes.

When she started talking I whacked her a solid blow to let her know that nerves or not she was there to just feel my power and control. Then I took her foot between my legs like you would a horse when you are shoeing it and proceeded to cane her foot varying the intensity and listening to her breathing and moans. It made me smile. Sometimes it can be a massage and other times canning the foot can make it so you can't walk afterwards. I would have thought she had learned her lesson mouthing off to me. But I take care of brats...

She said when I was finished with that foot if I would cane the other to make it balance. Bet you can't guess my reaction. Well maybe you could. She had gotten some hitatchi in the beginning of our scene so not only did I not cane her other foot but I told her no more vibrator. Silly girl.

I then used her Sir's heavy elk flogger and laid into her back, legs and ass. I love making someone go all floaty. I finally made her speachless and after a thourough flogging which lasted for probably half an hour "L" could barely stand. She just drooped into the cross so I carefully untied her and had her sit down for a bit. I sent her Sir for some water [which admittedly was a switch you think?] and we cuddled a bit and I had her tidy up my ropes and toys and clean the cross before handing the lovely girl back over to her Sir. I also managed a bit of a squiggle for her Sir and sat on his lap for a while as we watched her do her duties for me in the clean up.

All in all I had a great deal of fun. See what you get next time I'm up for auction.