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!]
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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?
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.
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.
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.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Burlesque SStripleX
You boys missed it! Wednesday night SStripleX performed live on stage at the Debonair Social Club on Milwaukee Avenue here in Chicago.
You sissy boys missed Ms. C and her purple cock on stage. I was a man baby! That's right x-dressing the other way!!! And I even had a woman tell me I was in the wrong restroom-that was awesome. It was great to have a pretty girl suck my purple cock and more on stage!
I also had fun with my sex kitten when during the circus sideshow me in my latex jodhpurs that "b" gave me-turned tricks while I cracked my 4ft singletail. And later just so you don't think I'm a wuss and I can take as much as I give-I contorted on a bed of nails [yes a bed of nails] and Mistress CandyXXX pierced my arms on stage for my human pincusion act. Hah! You wusses couldn't take me trampling you on the bed of nails I had made for the performance! Step up if you think you can take it.
Try coming and seeing what we will do next month. I'm learning the grinder and I'm adding fire eating to my fireplay reportoir along with the cups and wands. See ya!!!!
Monday, August 10, 2009
Missy Jo
You are sweet my dear. I love talking to you we have such extraordinary conversations. I can't wait to dress you up in my love sometime soon. I will definitely have to wear my pearls along with the "June Cleaver" dress and the purple strap-on.
I do have some naughty bedtime stories to tell you my dear. Puts a new spin on Goldilocks and the Three Bears I must say!!!!
Cheers!
I do have some naughty bedtime stories to tell you my dear. Puts a new spin on Goldilocks and the Three Bears I must say!!!!
Cheers!
More summer playtime
Well i should continue, I was reminded of my footstool today while on the phone. Prisoner 0663 got tied up a few weeks ago and I used him for my pleasure while I worked on my laptop. I thought my footstool fell asleep he was so quiet as i dug my metal stiletto heels into his back.
Have I said how much I enjoy human furniture? I think I need a toilet paper holder again. I did need a soapdish this morning since I was in the shower and my soap fell. If a toy was holding it in his mouth for me I don't think I would have had the same problem.
I did let six give my shoes a little loving after i was done using him. He got to suck those metal heels and nibbled my arches a bit to and made me giggle.
We later went to run errands and stopped for a bit of bowling [yes sometimes its not all seriousness] I think I need someone to teach me how to bowl or I suppose I could just punish 6 for beating me but I had fun. I hated the shoes but it was fun to make 6 put them on for me he got to smell the smelly disgusting things as i had him tie the ugly bowling shoes.
My bowling outfit was rather avant garde i guess since I was wearing vintage nylons and a frilly garter panty that matched my bra. I put a black mini dress over the top so the guys in the next lane stopped bowling everytime I was up. A flash of garter and a little bit of ass can make anyone stop what they are doing I guess.
After that we finished shopping and I sent 6 home. I might have punished him enough by making him wait to orgasm until about 9 that evening, but he should have let me win right?
Have I said how much I enjoy human furniture? I think I need a toilet paper holder again. I did need a soapdish this morning since I was in the shower and my soap fell. If a toy was holding it in his mouth for me I don't think I would have had the same problem.
I did let six give my shoes a little loving after i was done using him. He got to suck those metal heels and nibbled my arches a bit to and made me giggle.
We later went to run errands and stopped for a bit of bowling [yes sometimes its not all seriousness] I think I need someone to teach me how to bowl or I suppose I could just punish 6 for beating me but I had fun. I hated the shoes but it was fun to make 6 put them on for me he got to smell the smelly disgusting things as i had him tie the ugly bowling shoes.
My bowling outfit was rather avant garde i guess since I was wearing vintage nylons and a frilly garter panty that matched my bra. I put a black mini dress over the top so the guys in the next lane stopped bowling everytime I was up. A flash of garter and a little bit of ass can make anyone stop what they are doing I guess.
After that we finished shopping and I sent 6 home. I might have punished him enough by making him wait to orgasm until about 9 that evening, but he should have let me win right?
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