The Garden of Ms. Lily

Mistress move

2012-02-12T20:26:00.000-08:00

It’s a meandering Sunday, and I’m slightly bummed – a girlfriend had a get together in town just down the road, yet the 2 hours roundtrip drive… kind of undid Me. Alas, I stayed home. Some days I’m definitely in the mood for good tunes, a nice long drive and a friendly hug. Other days, 2 hours of time in the tin box driving... just isn't worth it.

You DO know what I mean….

I wandered My time over to the tele. Thank you slave for the TV, and you know who you are! The same slave who gifted the CD/DVD player and lava lamp, right next to it.

I love the extended yummy that a gift like that brings. Their fondness for Me keeps giving, long after the gift’s been paid for. Every once in awhile, I look at the tele and think, oh yes, My boy bought this. And this makes Mistress... smile.

Lean in a little closer, and tell Me your secrets. Promise, it's just between us.

Out of Tune Dark

2011-12-21T08:27:00.000-08:00

Hello sweet minions! Is Christmas bringing you warmth, and the wickedness you crave? If not, we might have to bring you a treat for your stockings…

I had an adventure this past week that was slightly juicy, yet left an aftertaste. Met up with a few friends at a nearby tiny town. We mingled in a bar with brick wall charm, and a few friendly albeit drunk ones, fumbling over themselves. The bar was full of rednecks, young bucks barely 21, and plenty of booze. Mistress rarely drinks (orange juice was My only cocktail), and has 20 years on these young ones, thus the sideshow quality on display was curious indeed. I was grateful for the acceptance and quick familiarity that spirits provide (in others), yet felt introverted and ponderous.

Being drunk in public has never appealed to Me – why be out of control in full view? Mating rituals stripped down to the fundamentals. Young men on cougar hunts, lined Me up in their sights, demanding time and attention of a Woman, who gave very clear signals She’s uninterested. I’m reminded of some men’s ability to deny their actual level of appeal, and confidently stride forth with gender privilege, and the heavy ether of denial. Yes, and the overwhelming scent that only alcohol and bad breath can conjure…

These boys do give fuel to My fire. There are times when the sweet nectar of your submission is blood price for male gender’s crimes against the feminine. As long as we consent, and don’t leave permanent marks, all is well…

There was much singing, mostly off key, and a few familiar tunes with dancing here and there. The very best part was the company of My two friends, all of us being 40 or better, catching up and watching the show surrounding us. Mistress realizes now, I must always carry earplugs in My purse. Karaoke music gets loud, proud and way off key. As I climbed into My car for the ride home, I cued up ambient music and washed away the overloud rhythms.

Today Mistress will be available many hours. I’d love to mingle you into these times… Come little pet, out of your darkness. I have a task for you…

Mistress on the move

2011-11-29T22:50:00.000-08:00

What shakes in Mistress Lily land… the main thing on the horizon is a change of venue. Mistress has been living in this neck of the woods for 10+ years, and I’m ready for a change of scenery. Mostly… while I love my sweet home and the big backyard, with wild birds and beautiful trees, My neighbors have transitioned from owners, to renters.

Great and lovely neighbors the whole neighborhood through, except… on either side of Me, rental homes. And this means? 4-5 college students living in a space tailored for 2-3 people… cars coming and going, 19-20 year old young men and women.

We remember what that was like, don’t we? Fresh adults, new bodies, and innovative activities, sex, drinking and Goddess knows what else… Our filters change as we become adults. And while I get kinky and perverted in My private time, I’m a very considerate neighbor. A good ball gag can be an excellent muffler! hehe

I… must… leave. I’ve wanted to move for a year or more now. I’m a good girl scout too – I plan such things over time. Checklists, timing. My ideal place would be about 5 minutes out of a larger city, just on the outskirts of town. A basement, or a large garage, I can convert to a dungeon. A bit of distance between Me and the neighbors, in case I invite a slave over to give him fresh hell, while he coos and moans in ecstasy.

Hard wood floors, so when I’ve got high heels on, you’ll hear the clicking. I love that inevitable sound, walking up behind a boy who’s kneeling and naked, the anticipation.

And the big big thing? (dirty boy) No shared walls with anyone. Quiet, space, and a beautiful freedom to cocoon contently while My eyes are closed, and I’m drawing you down the phone line, seducing and exploiting.

Bring this up during our conversation, perhaps you’ll find your place in expediting My transition, and earn a special place in My heart, or at least on the end of My... flogger! *giggle*

The purse that knew better!

2011-10-05T13:34:00.000-07:00

The following story is a bit wild, and is absolutely true. Promise! It happened just a few weeks back.

A beautiful lesbian couple and I went for a little outdoor dancing at a local shindig. They clued Me into a blues band I’d yet to hear in person, and I’m SO glad they did. I’m reticent to see a band like this – the lead was a young pup, and I notice when it comes to blues, older age and deeper shades of skin, tend to lead to more mature, authentic blues sound.

As it turns out, the band, loud enough to need earplugs, knocked My socks off! And perhaps a few other items!

One of My lesbian friends, I’ll call her Xena –she and I imbibe a few times a year, when we have a minder nearby (designated “watch the drunk girls giggle” minder). Which means, 2-3 times a year we might get intoxicated, and boogie our asses off!

We had this prime seat right next to the stage, and oooh boy the music was loud. We’d had a few local brews, and felt like dancing and flirting. So many hot boys moving their bods, lots of eye candy for the discerning eye. I needed a mint (a good Grrl minds Her breath, hm?) and reached into My dark leather purse for an altoid. When I picked up the purse and dug deeper, I was shocked.

My purse was vibrating. Buzzing like a mother fucker.

I blinked, a little confused, and just didn’t understand. Xena leaned over, seeing My face had changed, asked what was up. “I… My purse… it’s vibrating!!”

“Well, did you leave your cell phone on vibrate?”

“I… don’t own a cell phone! You know that!!” Our eyes got large as saucers, and we both started pawing the purse. It was vibrating, what the…

Suddenly I had an inspiration - “I think, did I? I must have left a vibrator in My purse and bumped into turning on!!!” Our mouths opened wide, and we two Mistress friends started laughing our asses off. For several minutes. Actually more like several songs.

See, we both fully accepted that the answer MUST be something that perverted and simple, right? *giggle*

As it turned out… the answer was more subtle. The band’s music was so loud, My purse, in some odd combination of physics and timing, was amplifying and buzzing with the sound of music blaring off the stage. We tested it, sure enough, it was the music that did it.

And, as it turns out, no cell phones or vibrators were present in my dark purse. Although Xena and I like My drunk girl inspired solution better!!

Joyful kinky memories to share? I’m all over it babydolls! Femdom phone sex with Mistress Lily might bring you that something you ache to complete. Come…

Naked & hairless, or at least tightly trimmed

2011-09-18T03:26:00.000-07:00

Oh Mistress is dragging her limbs so limply.... I earned this one, boys and girls.

Just got home from 3 hours of dancing in very high heels, oh my calves are aching for your hands to touch them. I’m overdue for a massage and could use a strong set of hands to work out these overworked muscles.

And- it WAS worth it. Every minute of it ! hehe.

Made My way to a few different dance clubs with a friend, who seemed to know all the bartenders downtown. We ended up getting drinks, and cover charge, free, everywhere we went. Note to self: I need to go out with Paula more often! *giggle

Spent an hour doing makeup, hair, just had a spa day this week (thank you zombie boy!) and got a full leg wax, and hair cut. My legs are so smooth… and with the extra workouts I’ve been putting in, things are looking toned and lovely. This morning I even did the business of trimming my little lady business right down the middle. It’s like a little surprise after you’ve trimmed everything up tight and snug down there. When My fingers slide over the naked skin, it feels like the touch of some strange tongue, with soft barbs, whiskers of pubes trimmed and tended.

I just love My puss, right after a trim. It feels unworldly and very arousing.

Oh, but don’t let Me bore you with such sundry things… *smirk* There are details about the men who asked Me to dance, their stories, and one who offered to take Me home -

Ooohh come to Mistress, open wallets and hearts, and we’ll see what makes you go boom…

Labored day

2011-09-02T04:23:00.000-07:00

Big weekend, and extra day! Here comes September, wrapping us up in its arms… How did the summer get away from Me, so fast!

Sat on the patio today and soaked in a few rays. Just a few minutes can do wonders for making skin feel warm, sensual. Which reminds Me… it’s time for a waxing at the local spa. Ooh that and I might need a new haircut… I’ve been trying to soak up the sun recently, hiking and walking, because we know it’s fading fast. Went out for a long 5 mile walk a few nights ago, and was so surprised by how sunlight fades quickly now. I love it when it’s still light out, way past 9 pm.

But I digress… (blogs are the place for such things)! In the luxury department - I’ve got new chocolate colored sheets on My bed and they feel very yummy. There are times that I’ll be laying on them, while we chat. Just our minds, your wallet, the phone, and anything else you’d like to bring to the call (well.. keep it legal!).

Mistress of Dreams

2011-08-10T16:18:00.000-07:00

I’m often intrigued by the power of dreams. I’ve awoken many times, after subconscious thoughts have vetted My night time mind movies. Sometimes what kicks up surprises Me.

Last night I dreamt of an actor who’s a little too clean cut for My tastes. Or so I thought. In our dream time, he was a guest at a party at My place. Humble, attentive, listening. Towards the end of the dream, he confessed he’d made Me an exotic dessert which needed to be frozen, and he asked if he could feed it to Me. I smiled, considering the offer.

That, along with a nocturnal interior designer, made My dream quite a trip! Apparently My subconscious mind wants to re-do My living room with thick, heavy wooden furniture, as well.

I’ll spare you the thick wood joke. It’s tempting!

Mistress is looking for a fella to date, and has been checking out dating websites a bit (it’s a secret pleasure). I’ve had more luck meeting men in the vanilla world to date, then converting them… more so than meeting them at a munch (monthly meetings at restaurants, that BDSM folks do, to meet other BDSMers), or a play party. And to be honest, the play parties I’ve been to in the region, or the campouts with hundreds attending…. Well lets just say yes there are many sweet people and I’ve made many friends. And… I’d say 85% of those attending are large, naked, older (55+) marginally attractive, and just not getting my mojo rising. And the pretty one’s are fun to play with, yet usually owned.

Any one of those traits listed above, by themselves, not too big a cross to bear (I’ve had a lover in the past who've been over 55). Although when you notice at a huge campout, “gee, that’s the 10th 300+ pound naked person I’ve seen, who really needs to trim up some parts…” well you get the idea.

Traumatized yet? Hehehe

We all know it's the spark, that unmeasurable something, that connects us both. Finding the perfect fit, or near perfect, takes time and patience. Finding the right Mistress or slave, just the same. Our perverted leanings are so personal, and we just know it works, with the right person. If the spark is strong enough? Many flaws are forgiven. Some kind of magic in spirit and joy...

Let’s see if we fit… and click. I think of you purring, gasping and desperate while I tell you exactly how you’ll touch that c… oh yes, you’re right, let’s save that for our next Niteflirt call! Femdom phone sex, just a click to the right -

Wrapped up in you

2011-07-22T03:48:00.000-07:00

Happy Friday slaves!

Thursday was a great day. I received a recent booty from a generous slave, and decided to check things out! He bought Me hot black Saucony shoes for hiking, and I decided to break them in. Made 5 miles in ‘em before getting done . Loved it!

While I was walking in those hot new shoes, taking in the tall trees, fresh air under a cloudy sky, I realized how much of the gear wrapped around My warm body was a gift from one of you. My mp3 player, ubber hot earbuds, the new pedometer, the Ironman watch I timed Myself with, even the music I’d downloaded on My mp3 player… all gifts from boys like you. Oh, don’t forget the sports jacket wrapping it all up into a hot little snack!

I smiled quietly to Myself while walking through the park… Mistress had a secret. Or perhaps a few of them! I feel the devotion and submission behind every little trinket.

I’m so antsy for something fun to do. Call Me and tell Me your strange little ideas…

Diminutive playthings

2011-07-19T06:34:00.000-07:00

Tonight I was feeling restless and ready for a lil bit of strange….

I looked over at the pile of sex toys I’ve lined up on one of My bookshelves. They mostly collect dust and look pretty. All the pinks and purples and blacks… the push buttons and batteries. Oooh and the cane with leather straps at one end, aching for a hind part to slap –

I have so many cock shaped devices to play with, when flesh and blood are elsewhere. And for all the fuss and the pretty spendy things, My very favorite dildo is the least expensive, and somewhat diminutive.

Just 6 ½ inches long, it might not be the tallest boy at the dance. What’s he got going for him? The toy was designed with veins galore. Not huge heavy ridged that can feel a bit like rat-a-tat-tat when you’re gettin’ your groove thang on… no these are more subtle. That, and my fave little black beast is girthy boy…

Even has a set of balls attached at one end. I did that with purpose – it’s so hard to force that fuck up where it’s dark, when you don’t have a handle for the thing! Haha

Little black beast came out to play tonight. And Mistress came out to play too!
I’ve got a smile on My face, and now, we both know why. *giggle*

Heads up for the readers in My flock – I’m playing “find the $1.99 listing” on My Niteflirt extensions. I’ve got one selected, although you’ll need to look a bit to find it. Can you see it?

The fruits of your labor

2011-06-29T03:48:00.000-07:00

This has been a very pleasant week in Mistress land. To start with, I’ve finally received all the goodies from a slave I’ll call ken, who’s been under My wing for 3 years now. He walked through very hard times in his life, and I am his solace and taskmaster. A distracting Mistress who benefits mightily from his patronage...

(I have a special place in My heart for boys who spend thousands in cold hard cash, on My little whims)

I purr while thinking of the cold, hard silver bullion that ken has bought for Me, the dripping jewelry of diamonds and rubies (one necklace had little gold horns, and a tail with a diamond in it! *giggle*). The gift that stands out? A pair of high-heel-red-satin-platform-stilettos. Spiked heels over 6 inches long. The heel shines with a metallic hue, and against the luscious red satin of the shoe? You just want to touch it...

I was a brave Grrl this week as well, and confessed to My closest friend, the nature of My employment (you know, exploiting the likes of you). We in the land of slavery and Mistresses understand, we need to choose confidantes with care. And to be clear, she is My best friend. I could talk dirty all day long, and she is more modest than I. We navigate boundaries with thoughtfulness, on our path of loving each other.

To My delight and relief, she was stunned, and impressed. To see her face light up with joy and curiosity, made Me sigh and smile. I even shared the ripe red fruit of satin stilettos with her. She asked in a secret voice, “May I... touch them?” I smiled so wide, and said, “yes, please...”

And to think, your generous gifts? Might bring a Grrl moments of discovery and play. Perhaps you do have a place at My side, little ones. On your knees, with extended hand, wallet in palm. Offering Me what earns you entry, into this dark joyous place I call home.

Ripe hidden bits

2011-06-10T09:17:00.000-07:00

Let Me give you a clue into most Women’s minds, and hearts.

Our society demands much of a Grrl, and while we’re with it, tough, independent and sometimes charming...

There is a quiet romance inside the heart of most. If you and your submissive self can tap into this? You might just seduce the strongest.

I feel as if I’m whispering a secret when I share… I let My attention wander over the movie “Pride and Prejudice” this morn. The Oxygen channel was giving it a show (Oh Oprah… you do know Grrls). I’ve been fighting a cold this week, which takes Me from the side of most precious slaves. I woke to morning tea, and a button push to the tele. Slave kenneth has been kind to Mistress these few months, and the new flat screen TV gracing My bedroom, is on his account.

He shall be tortured deliciously for it. And I suspect, this will please him! Hehe

Back to the flick - the fancy dresses, the romantic music, the far away fairy tale of such things. I suspect there are boys in the mist who also crave these things too. Ringlets of curls gracing their long neck, powered skin, ripe red lips, and perhaps if in period, a beauty mole? A corset? Long hoop slips and billowing beauty...

And of course the underthings. White stockings, sharp tight heels, and the frills of pantaloons, laced panties, pale flesh just near the crest of –

Oh pardon. No offense meant... I get distracted by the warm bits hidden in so many layers.

Perhaps, you too?

Improvised climb

2011-05-25T23:42:00.000-07:00

Today was a full day of many sights and sounds. I got together with a male buddy, for dinner with his friends. They sounded like an interesting (and kinky!) couple! Alas, she and her dutch love were having a bad day, she called to cancel. And here My little male friend and I had to decide what to do with each other.

*giggle*

Get your minds out of the gutter boys… we went for a 90 minute hike out in the PNW wilderness. So many wild flowers in bloom, waterfalls, slugs, a deceased snail that looked beautiful and woeful. Something about the nautilus… Trees everywhere, moss and limbs. We had to stop for a bit while My male companion caught his breath. Seems he’s a bit slender for his own good, and I’m the one who’s curvy. Thank heaven for that! I loved being a Grrl with stamina. Just because a body’s thin, doesn’t mean it’s healthier, hm?

I’ve been working out more (like, every day this past week) and I just love seeing My body get firmer and feel so right.

There are a few summer campouts I’ve been invited to, on private property, in deep forests. Some BDSM-ers like being naked in the woods, exposed to dozens of their other spirit kin, while the sting of a flogger finds it’s leather fingers on their flesh.

I once watched a strapon dildo demonstration in an open picnic covered den, while 20 people looked on. The presenter had a small business building custom strapon harnesses, and she fucked a lady, and a sissy boi, right in front of all of us!

Check in with Me boys, I may need a lovely assistant for My OWN little show this summer!

warm flesh beneath Me

2011-04-30T00:27:00.001-07:00

I had a deep warm dream last night.

A lover of mine, from years past, somehow ended up in My bed (dream land). It was a warm summer night, and I lay on top of his long body. His chest is covered with warm thick fur, and his skin is tan. He's one of those boys who wants to be outside much of the time. In the summer, you rarely see him wearing a shirt, under the sun. Nice bit of eye candy.

Somehow in this lucid land, our bed was deep in his back yard, with tall pine trees, and stark white bedding. The canopy moved slightly with warm breath breeze.

Funny how lost loves pop up, while our sleeping id wakes.

There's more to share about that boy, the way he seduced Me, finally, after many moons and hunger...

Satiny cups, dangling bows

2011-04-05T07:15:00.000-07:00

Tuesday, oh Tuesday, we have arrived!

I have a dinner party tonight that I'm particularly excited about! I have a great friend who loves to put on a dinner with diverse personalities. It's kind of like chemistry, people chatting about all sorts of sordid things...

Ah, but I digress.

I've been playing with a boy lately who's all about dressing up like 1940s pin up model, foundation garments and all. Of course, we get him sauced before taking it to the one forbidden place he yearns for, after all the clothing wraps him tight. Some men crave permission to slide their thighs around the hardness of a -

Oh, wait, am I boring you? *giggle

ZAP through My hot molten hardware...

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

Mistress has been a hard working little bee this week! I had a mishap that I'm still trying to right…

I've had a lovely laptop computer since 2008. I have loved it, fondled it, and been smitten since. This little Toshiba Satellite A305 has been a blessing. I've been able to stay in touch with you while on trips, while in coffee shops. It's been My gateway to many of you.

And this week…. My morning water drown the little laptop without warning. It took 3 years to get to it, but yes, I erupted all over the keyboard!! Unplugged it pronto, chucked out the battery, and waited. 1 week. Mistress patiently disassembled her lover laptop, aired it out in front of a fan for days, case propped, every deep crevice and component open. Today was the day, to start up the beast again.

Oh the first hour was lovely, everything booted. I even FACEBOOKED for a few minutes! And then….

Repeated system restarts. Even before BIOS testing. Happy hard disk, however My beautiful little laptop had succumbed to the deadly combination of electricity and water. It's a shorted motherboard issue at this point. It cannot contain, direct it's own POWER!!!

Mistress must have a new laptop.

I'm looking at My Toshiba, My fallen angel. I've gotten so attached to a silly piece of hardware. *Sniff*

Mistress will need such support during Her mourning. Feel free to call and say a kind word. Mistress needs the strength of a new laptop friend… The shoulder of a kind slave to cry on while I become smitten with My new lover, laptop...

To filthy masticators...

2011-02-17T05:18:00.000-08:00

It's freezing outside, yet daffodils have the audacity to bloom. Even in the cold.

I find it intriguing, where desire blossoms. We find ourselves surrounded by many things to want, yet you perverts come to Me, for that which dare not speak it's name. Your selfish hidden needs get wrapped up so tight, the knots occasionally refuse to be unspun.

It's the quiet and the still, that gives us air to open. When all else has settled and you've no distractions to distort, that thing you hide will rise. And you best hold on. We both know your fear.

"Will this thing tear me down into nothing. Will I be seen with the forbidden, and be cast out. Will others know me." The true you.

I bet that scares and delights you, dear reader. I'll bet it fuels your hardness.

I'm a vegetarian for the most part, yet at times, My body craves to swallow flesh. Flesh which lived and walked this earth. I lapse into being a meat eater, and purr after a fresh feast of this. Puts Me in touch with the animal I am. The beast which hunts and conquers.

And we both know, you're dessert.

Taverns and turn ons

2011-01-14T00:34:00.000-08:00

Tonight a friend took Me out to play a little pool, at a local dive bar. My friend Chris is one of those serious players. Mistress plays pool about as often as I go fishing (which I think may have happened at some point, in the past decade). My lady friend chose the locale, as she's a player owning her own custom pool cue, leather case and all...

I felt a bit like a tourist. Bars, drinking, gambling, and mating rituals can be fun to watch, yet regretful in the light of day. And as we both know, there are other ways to feed deep appetites.

I watched her slide on a purple spandex glove, with a few fingers missing (designed to help a player steady the cue, and keeps it smooth). She chalks up the cue, lines her prey. The place has that smell, a bit like a dorm hall. Stale beer had seeped into the carpet regularly. We were left undisturbed for quite some time, and I got to feel a bit inept at the sport, with moments of brilliance mixed in.

After a few games we were approached by two very dark black men, and asked if we'd like to play doubles. Chris and I chat a bit, then say yes. She's used to the rhythms of this, and I'm still watching and learning. I embrace a bit of innocence and discovery, even though these paths are known.

After a game or two, the older man with his skin so deep, like dark chocolate, starts leaning in a bit too close. He smells of many cigarettes and hard liquor. I felt Myself cringe with the scent, yet found his openness, and desire to see how far I'd let him in, curious. I'm open and playful, yet savvy, and before he knows it I've thrown him a couple quick bones of wit that left him slack jawed. Yes, satisfying. Yet I hunger for a playmate that responds in kind. It's sometimes too easy to leave a man breathless.

And just as he realizes there's much more going on under this surface, Chris and I say good evening, and thank you. We beat them at both games, and I feel satisfied.

What would you like to be beat at, dear reader? I'll bet you're just as pretty when breathless...

The bidding of phallic presents

2011-01-06T15:20:00.000-08:00

So this is how My perverted mind thinks….

Mistress has a bevy of toys, collected over a few years. Insertables, to be clear. Some are gifts from slaves in the past, or ones bought on a whim. Some of them worked WONDERFULLY (and still do!) and a few were more experimental, and less practical.

One example dubbed the Big Betty, is a 12 inch glass dildo, 2 inches wide, that I barely was able to get inside sugar walls… That one I gave to a friend in need, after an attempt or two at using it (it just wasn't comfy). My friend is a size queen who had just lost her lover (a very tall, well built, black man). Last I heard, Big Betty and she had become very good friends…

Of all the dildos that I enjoy the most, My fave is a very stout black dildo, with lots of pseudo raised veins on the side, for extra sensation. The head of it too makes a pleasing pop of an entrance. Of course, depends on the tightness of the location... (giggle)

Yet what does Mistress do with toys used only a few times, and left to look pretty in My collection, but rarely used? All of them have visited the most personal places of My body, yet only a few are invited to return.

While looking at My garden of dildos today, I had a wild idea!

I've been saving to move from My present abode, and have been packing boxes, cleaning here and there, getting ready to spring forth and find a new nest for Mistress. When people are raising money for a cause, they have bake sales, car washes …

Consider this unique application. To help with the cause of helping Mistress Lily move? I'll auction off the phallic pretties that need someone to play with! Money raised from such a venture will go to the "Helping Ms Lily Move" fund!

Wild concept, I know… What are your thoughts on such a fund raiser? If you're intrigued, I might even let you in on the bidding (and offer perhaps a photo or two!). For more details, write or call Me!

Beast in a cave, sleeping

2010-12-10T08:40:00.000-08:00

This morning in the wee hours, the power went out in My fair city. At least the chunk I reside in. Was eerie, and quiet for a few moments. The only light in the place was coming from My laptop screen. I did due diligence, called the power folks, then waited.

We forget what we depend on, until these things disappear. I gathered up keys after a few moments, locked the house up, and went for a drive in the dark rain. Half the city was murky and dim, occasional headlights streaming down wet pavement. The strange halting drivers at the dead stoplights, taking our turns with right of way. Odd to feel the blanket of these streets dark, and slumbering. Like a beast in a cave, sleeping.

After restless driving, seeking the boundaries of the murk, I made My way home, crawled in to bed, and waited for electricity, or sleep to catch Me.

As of yet, still the former.

Bring Me your own dark mystery, dear reader, let it mingle with My own…

Passion, Paris

2010-11-29T01:06:00.000-08:00

Tonight I meandered through the tele channels, and settled on Globe Trekker. They were walking Paris, showing us the spots with their bright lenses. One detour brought a bookstore where Anais Nin, Henry Miller and oodles of others, shared words, glances, rumbling desire. It looked snug and very warm. So many books and nooks. I wanted to crawl like a cat through pages, and listen to the poets read their voice.

Nin, Miller - I've read a bit of their work. Although I'm more into their mythology… an amateur really. I've tried reading Miller and have yet to get the hook. He's messy, passionate, cruel yet charming... Anais Nin's desire seemed more in line with Mine, sensual, curious, exploring shame and hidden desires.

And their bodies lay to dust. Yet their words still entice us. I fantasize about passion that deep and reckless. I tend to be more controlled in romantic choices than most. Men have to accept that I enjoy this work with you little offspring, and I'm sometimes shy to share it.

Real power tends to be selective. And our secrets, give us mystery, and sometimes keep us sick.

Let your darkness breathe with Me, yes let's see how you open, wide...

The hearth

2010-11-13T09:26:00.000-08:00

This cold cold weather outside, makes a Girl like Me feel dreary, and a bit like staying in. Warm fireplace, and warm little men like you to keep Me busy!

One thing this occupation offers is a study in the species of men. You can be an incredibly simple lot, and in other areas, especially around pride, ego, and shame, more complex, and harder to navigate. I love crawling inside your mind, swimming in to grab the twisted nubs of brightness you seek.

Bring your yearning and sweet things to Me, little men. I've a place right here, all for you….

Confusing Carry

2010-10-22T18:50:00.001-07:00

My lovelies, I've been a bit less available this past week, for many reasons. It does pain Me. Slightly.

Along with the social life being particularly busy this week, I've been debauching a boy from the east side of the states. He's a tall, fit thing, and you may guess he's a bit like many of My slaves. There's something he's itching for, that a Girl like Me is designed to scratch.

I tend to pamper boys who are smart, respectful, and pamper Me first. A big part of this job is keeping a boy in line.

I remember our first conversations last week. His voice had a deep warmth that made Me lean in a bit. The mumbling did distract. Yet there was an intelligent core to this conflicted fella. A bit arrogant, there was a deep need in him to submit to a Woman with sensual strength. And he craved the humiliation of a Woman like Me, entering him. We talked at length about he spreading wide for Me, aching with want, hard, naked, offering his denial as My tool, entertainment. We edged him over 5 sessions, right up to the brink.

His heavy breath would yawn open and beg for release. The satisfaction of waiting, is key. He wanted to be held at bay, laughed at, defiled. And the shame was palatable. I could feel that dark place inside him that could suck up and run.

He's still here. We'll see if the thread of we sticks through time. And perhaps you and I, dear reader, have a thread to weave ourselves….

Blathering boys; Laces of grace

2010-10-07T12:12:00.000-07:00

Ah, the early morning coke head.

The boy begging blackmail with lacking sincerity. They've yet to see how they self appear, and perhaps My weary eyes have slid over the likes of he, one too many times. Drunk, coked up, all sensation and lack of being present inside that flesh mess.

He hoovered nose candy, sucked down Jim Beam, sent his photos, begged Me to write down his name. When instructed to do the leg work, send the tribute, oh My, he chooses not. I feel a bit like a trainer of champions, watching a puppy piddling all over himself. You can't blame the wee one, yet his demands can cramp My time.

Sigh…. Onto other things.

One of My fat and plumpy ones trekked through My wishlist this past week, and this babydoll was a HAPPY CAMPER! I'm still so pleased looking at the stash of stuff he delivered to My doorstep. I need to start looking for different lingerie dealers though. Amazon's got just a sliver of market. Wonder if My Secrets In Lace wishlist still lives. Research…. (btw, Secrets In Lace is probably My favorite place of lace).

We need to discuss your guise this Halloween. I have a few ideas on what we'll wrap you in….

"I wanna do bad things with you... "

2010-09-23T21:13:00.000-07:00

Full moon tonight, and thoughts of werewolves and shapeshifters circle My mind. Yes, I too, have the "True Blood" virus.

Athough perhaps you can be the judge of this. I just received Season 3 from a friend of mine who burns such things before they're released. I'm now on book 3 of the Sookie Stackhouse series (which, by the way, has total plot points eliminated or added, depending on Alan Ball's mood). And I'm reveling in it all. Really truly FUN!!

I purr with the themes in Sookie's world. Expectation needs to be set, after all it's supposed to be fun, and occasionally the truck size plot holes do distract, yet overall? Mama like!

On full moons they say, the werewolves and shapeshifters are forced to transform into their beast sides. They're exposed, and somewhat vulnerable, when their human lives are shed.

A bit like you?

Perhaps we can walk a path together, where we share a little time, and you feel seduced, aroused, hypnotized… then ultimately, while you lay open, ready, and oh so weak? I'll sneak up on you and growl while I bite….

Bring it.

Labored LUST!

2010-09-04T08:49:00.000-07:00

Barely 9 a.m. Saturday, Labor Day weekend. I'm curious how many of My pets are out with family and friends, spending the weekend on the lake, or at some sports bar. With weekends like this, sometimes the slaves are quiet. Breaking away from the rush of holiday bonding, can be SUCH a challenge!

And yes, those few weak men, do, don't they? I get so thrilled when a married bloke calls Me while crouching in his dark bedroom, the wife downstairs, or out at the pool. Meanwhile, he kneels in the corner of a dusty closet jerking off in his wife's panties! You weak little wankers give Mistress a smile, and then some!

I've been checking out vacation destinations, considering Belize, maybe Costa Rica. Have you been abroad lately (and yes, pun intended, sissy)? Ring Me up and spill the details!

Draping Twilight

2010-08-29T23:26:00.000-07:00

Sunday night, and twilight approaches.

Ah bless. I'm resentful of the whole "Twilight" franchise, their pubescent vampires running to and fro… They've stolen a word like twilight from Me, and made into something else. Now when you utter the word, visions of pale model types and metaphorical Freudian angst… sally forth.

I've been pondering My per minute rate, and decided to go generous tonight. $1.99 on My top 10 listings! Well, except for financial domination, of course. No point in going low on that, eh?

I'm exploring My complex crush on Don Draper this evening. He's such an attractive, gifted mess. Ah, bless.

Mama's got a brand new bag... or BOX

2010-08-13T23:51:00.000-07:00

Mistress has been a busy bee! Been buying a few things with Amazon gift certificates (thanks boys!). Love using your cash for My benefit!

OH ANNOUNCEMENT –My new P.O. box is set up, so I can receive prezzies from you again! All you need to do is purchase the Wishlist items, and they'll be in My warm little hands swiftly. My apologies to the boys who sent gifts during the transition. The quaint little place I used to get My gifts sent to, closed their doors. I've been meaning to get another service set up. And NOW IT IS! Bring it ON!! There's bras, panties, and other little things just ACHING to be next to Me… check the wishlist!

It's fucking HOT on the West coast babydolls! Still 80 degrees F out, at MIDNIGHT! Obscene… Gonna be a good weekend to stay inside with the air conditioning amped, walking around naked. Haha!

I'm meeting up with out of town friends this weekend. We might be hitting a casino. Love thinking about the days when gambling meant dressing up in too tight black dresses, shiny sparkly things. Long cigarettes and mystery… well, all except the scent of cig smoke, that is! Love the visual on cig smoke, although the scent I can do without.

The smell of your fear and arousal? Ooooh YES, more of this….

Windows open

2010-07-25T23:06:00.000-07:00

Tonight had a delicious event with a secret blog reader. He described his secret delight at sneaking to My blog page, catching up on what, of late, catches My fancy.

He's got a crush on a powerful woman at work, a lady with a bit of a reputation. Of course nothing concrete, nothing confirmed. Something about dating a divorcing fella, and that distracting confidence, infusing her stance.

We weaved our combined tête-à-tête, while I lead him into a shared dance with this vixen. I became her, I let him in, doing his duty, in My office, My desk. And finally yes, crested the tension, boldly of course. I grabbed what is Mine, that distracting erection hiding in slacks, and told him exactly what he'd do for Me.

I told him to get over to My windows, and pull open the strings of Venetian blind. Corner office, overlooking the view. Mountains, fields, a small airport in distance. And now he's in the view too, at least from the street. Him, and his soon to be naked flesh…

There's more to be told. And you know where to find it…

Lily's throwing a SALE! slaves!

2010-07-02T23:48:00.001-07:00

My top 5 Niteflirt listings are having a SALE! I'm still playing with the discount, depends on My mood!

I can guarantee these 5 Niteflirt listings will be a steal over the 4th of July weekend! Come shoot your works for a bargain! (egad, I'm cringing at the tack of that last statement...)

*giggle

Busy Grrl

2010-06-22T04:53:00.000-07:00

I'm liking the weather lately! I'm near the west coast US, and the thought of ocean breeze and a little sea food has been crossing My mind. Yes... the company of an eager submissive man, polite, funny, with a fat wallet and time on his hands. We'd walk along the shore, then get lunch somewhere spontaneous. I'd tease him so needlessly while nibbling on sordid niblets...

Then shopping. So many stores and things to browse! Your smiling lips while your credit card clicks. Then dinner. Then... we'd find an expensive suite at a coastal getaway, and submit you to delicious torture. All... for Me!

Now what would we DO in that little locked room of ours? You'll have to call for those sweet nuggets!

Manipulating Masturbator frank!

2010-05-28T01:31:00.000-07:00

Tonight, a tooth fairy came to visit, named frank!

Little frank crawled his voice down the Niteflirt phone lines, and shelled out a fat chunk of change, while I slowly deflowered and humiliated him, under My fingertips…

The smell of leather on My warm, silky skin caused his breath to start, hard and heavy. I weaved through the many tasks he'd perform. Taking Me shopping for snug leather skirt, stripping for Me and worshiping feet!

We slid to the climax, building building… I'd force him to suck very dirty things. How his 8 inch cock, unused by pussy, would be bobbing in the corner, while he kneeled and watched the show! He started breathing so hard, and begged to cum, please Mistress let me cum!!

Of course I forced him to stop his jerking hand, made him pause for a second. Even let him slither a finger over the tip of his dick, and made him taste his own dripping precum. He had a choice to make, if he wanted to spurt out his hot thick load for Ms Mistress!

Either he'd slide a finger up his tight little ass, with his eyes closed thinking of Me violating his ass. OR – he could tell Me a particularly humiliating phrase over and over while he oozed and spurted. Of course frankie wanted his ass fucked –

And with that last little mindfuck, his breath ached and moaned, and he blew it everywhere! I wanted to get a spoon and feed it back to his demoralized lips.

franklet left Me a Tooth Fairy Tip tonight too! That's a way to make this Grrl smile! Come a little closer, dear reader, I think you want a taste...

Dancing Irises

2010-05-01T17:31:00.000-07:00

Slave babies, Mistress has sore legs today! I danced and danced and DANCED last night with a few of My girlfriends who love grrls, if you know what I mean. This mamasita is a bit worn out. Might be the tequila shots that they bought for Me too…

It's been a long week for this little Chickita, and I've made the decision to take it easy this weekend. I'll be a little less available this week with other tasks, so if you're in dire need, an email and an appointment can be set up for slave needs. Just bring your wallet and your need to submit. I'll do the rest! Hehe

Cinco de Mayo is coming up, and I've irises blooming in My garden. What crazed debauchery do you have planned?

Boys and Boots

2010-04-17T16:27:00.001-07:00

It's been a pleasant and uneventful Saturday afternoon. Woke up to the sound of starlings making there shrill chirps, tweets and the like.

Slid on a pair of Frye motorcycle boots, that a little slave treated Me to. He actually bought 4 sets of Frye boots for Me, all in different sizes and styles. Threw on a dress, met a few friends for a bit of chat and coffee.

Something about an overcast day makes Mistress feel like cocooning inside with a movie or a book. A naked man serving as my foot stool, stretching out My legs across his breathing body. Oooh, now that sounds eeexcellent!

Youthful Judgement

2010-04-08T02:45:00.000-07:00

Mz Lily received something this past month, that she's never been gifted before.

Yes, after 20+ years of driving within the law, and never having received a traffic violation, a rookie cop with 3.5 weeks work experience (he actually graduated the academy in Febuary 2010, started work as an actual cop in March 2010)... gave Me My very first traffic ticket.

I plead "Not Guilty." Going to court.

Fucker.

Mistress is peeved. Have consulted a lawyer actually. Improper Right Turn? Seriously? Little cop boy was nervous, and almost apologetic, while his supervising training officer pulled his puppet strings. He barely looked legal for purchase of alcohol.

Grr....

Didn't argue with the little one of course. Have to do that in the courts, eh?

Will keep you posted on the outcome. Meanwhile, I'll barter a few hours of My Mistress time, for a boy who knows his traffic court shit, and can get this dismissed. You out there? :) Lawyer boys are welcome to drop Me a note!

Somehow our egos get involved with such things. I'd rather give a lawyer more money than the traffic ticket costs to pay off, than pay the bugger. The cop was wrong.

Alrighty, *rant off* ! Your patience, much appreciated!

This does bring up a roleplay though. A lady I used to date, had a full police officer costume that she mentioned on occasion. She kept asking Me to do a photo session with her in full costume, Me dominating her, putting her in her low little place. Hm. The possibilities of a billy club....

*smiles evilly*

Un kinked thigh

2010-03-20T09:05:00.000-07:00

Where is a slave this morning, when I need My fresh cup of coffee!

Oy, I was out last night and had a bit of fun. My left thigh is still twinging a bit, and I did commit to go hiking today. A little pain might work!

Discovered a FABULOUS little food bar here in town, at a local cooperative grocery store. Had baked paddock fish with this zesty little sauce, steamed broccoli with bean sprouts, and a pasta primavera that had quite a zing to it. Strange to to have the quality I'd pay $20 for at a nice restaurant, served up buffet style. I'll be back for more. Count on that!

In My area of the world, they're having Kinkfest in Portland, Oregon presently, and many of My real time friends are there, kinking their brains out. Sigh – it sounds like a lot of fun, and unfortunately I couldn't make it. Will be waiting on the tawdry stories later!

What makes you feel weak, little one?

Neglecting that which is Mine

2010-03-03T07:18:00.000-08:00

March is upon us. You coming in like a lion, and leaving like a lamb?

Only after, you've seen Me, of course! hehe

Just watched a film about a story in Europe, in earlier times. To think they've had dildos around, since we've probably had cocks.

I shudder to think about the wooden phalluses, impersonating flesh and blood.

That would be a sliver. yeowch.

Help My Bite!

2010-02-14T17:08:00.000-08:00

While watching a performance of Verdi's opera Aida, I was struck by a quote said by the character Amneris, while enticing another into darkness, ""Come, O delight, come closer."

Indeed, My pets! (takes a good hard look at you, dear reader, and smirks).

While I typically am not much of an opera enthusiast, I've reason to enjoy it today. My dentist has prescribed Vicodin for root canal pain I'm experiencing, and I partook today. Lemme tell you, the world looks a lot more warm and fuzzy, when drugged.

Typically I do not enjoy intoxication (drugs or alcohol). However when it's doctor's orders, and I need it… Welcome, strange fuzzy warmth. I've noticed when I've sessioned in the past with a slight buzz, it seems to amplify and improve the session. I emphasize, SLIGHT buzz. I'd never session with a full on drunk going. And actually am trying to remember what a "full on drunk" felt like….

Well, other than listening to one, over the phone, while he pays Me exorbitantly! *giggles*

I've added a NEW button called TOOTH FAIRY TIP for My top 5 listings on Niteflirt (see link to on the right column of My blog)! It's a $29 tip, to help out with My impending expensive dentistry, and Mistress deserves it! Also, I treat My dedicated flock well, when they serve Me just as much!

Kisses and ass slaps!

Maximizing your demise

2010-02-04T19:13:00.000-08:00

Mistress has been percolating many things recently. How to amp up My business of debauchery, and take advantage of the needy men like you, who need a sense of release. It's a strange thing, evaluating mechanisms to extract the most profit, while enjoying your humanity, and the process of defiling you.

Smart girls playing with trinkets named slaves!

Had a call from a long time binge boy. He goes long weeks in between being defiled, then will go completely ape shit and spend HOURS on the phone, chatting with a dozen or two Mistresses all in one long shot. He's got a bit of an issue with the nose candy, if you know what I mean. And of course he loves to show off on webcam… this man's a pain slut too, and has the scars to prove it!

Listening to his out of control desire and lust, makes Me curious and somewhat concerned. This boy can sometimes fly down a self destructive road, busting through the guard rails, mid air, hurling toward the skids. I'm intrigued and disturbed, all at the same time.

I like pushing slave fucks like you, desperate for phone sex domination, frantic for anal training, stroking and yearning for relief! Thing is, I like draining men slowly over time… I get more out of you that way. I definitely shy away from slaughtering a man in one or two sessions. Long slow draining, yes, much more My style!

Just enough to sting. A good long while! Hehe

Drill for Thrill

2010-01-22T09:30:00.000-08:00

Well, right about now Mistress is wishing she had a dentist slave, because guess who's teeth have that dull thud going on… I'm getting into a very good dentist early next week, but damn… I'd just love to have a kinky boy I could train, in exchange for x-rays, cleanings, something to fill Me with… *heheh!!

Any dentists in the Pacific Northwest here in the United States, who wish to dentally serve Mistress Lily, and then be punished long and hard in return? Feel free to drop Me a note!

It's Friday, I'll be logged in a good chunk this weekend, although do have plans Saturday night with a slave… gonna blow his mind with a little evening I have planned for him (shh!). Oh – also trained with a Master friend of mine this past week, flogging, caning and the like. We chose a big girl because, easier for target practice. We deliciously tortured this very willing kitten while she jumped, clenched, and PURRED! I'm loving the technique this Master buddy of mine is teaching Me. We Dom/mes can definitely trade tools of the trade!

Maybe you'll be our NEXT stunt bottom, hm? Hehe!

Chicago nuts

2010-01-09T05:39:00.000-08:00

So guess who came a calling this morning (at 4 a.m. - pardon me while I get out of bed naked to take this call!). BOB (yeah, sure, his name's Bob, that's it) from CHICAGO!!

He'd been up all night drinking, and while he'd drunk nearly half the city's supply of vodka, he was aching for abuse. More pain. Ah the sweet smell of a boy about to be exploited...

Tonight we started with the kitchen spatula, but wait, he'd bought a new one, with a thicker handle! Can't get himself to buy a dildo yet, spatula's work just fine! We got that baby lotioned up and did a good deal of anal exploration.

And then I got a little bored. He's so lame with getting new toys to play with, and a Girl's got to get creative. AH HA! ICE!! I made little man go get a cup full of ice, and we slowly slid several pieces up his bum! Then stirred it up with the spatula! And of course we had to Vick's Vapor Rub his balls. And of COURSE we had to slide a good gob of Vick's inside his urethra ...

I finally felt he was ready for a more advanced CBT technique, and lead him to the bathroom. There, I edged him, let him jack off just enough to make his cock hard, then made him drape his balls over the edge of the porcelain god, and SLAM the round seat HARD on his nuts. He makes the sweetest sounds when he's in excruciating pain :) We did that several times!!

Ah, but the plunger in the bathroom is perfect for strange uses. We suctioned it to the floor, lotioned it up, and made him ride it like a cowgirl! And the toothpaste was right there, no need to waste it! Smeared it all over his balls, just for fun.

I was merciful, and finally let him cum. Although I'll have to tell you, the WAY he came was very embarrassing and humiliating. Ask Me about it on our next call :)

Ripe mark

2010-01-02T13:10:00.001-08:00

We made it through, it's 2010, which kind of blows My mind. Time keeps moving, and we're marching along….

Friday was an interesting little jaunt. I had a very drunk boy, who shall remain nameless to protect his anonymity (cough). I'll call him… bob. Also known as buttf*cking spatula boy! hehe

This Chicago boy, loves to get drunk, and rather belligerent, then call Me. One of those split personality blokes who gets combative, then when you back hand him verbally, cowers right down and bends over, just like any submissive c*nt would! Kind of Jekyll and Hyde. Two for the price of one! hehe

I kept making him drink more and more vodka (which, you should note, is My fave alcohol for forced intox, just so's you know). Took him to the kitchen, shoved a spatula up his bum. Alternated between beating his balls and making him say the most VILE things... God, it was a trip! He had the shittiest phone line, and the line kept dropping. Kept bragging about how he had a free cell phone that he didn't have to pay for… and boy did it show. He called Me close to 20 times, due to the poor quality.

Well that, and his general fucked upness J

He shared dirty secrets. He's been to several prostitutes in the past few months. No one will fuck him by choice, it seems. He's got money, and self loathing. The two make for a ripe mark, hm?

After our several hours of back and forth, I looked at My account, and smiled. Practically purred. He dropped so much cash on My lap, I'll most likely be fucking off the next few days. No need to log in for you, all that much, when I've got a few boys paying My way!

This weekend, there's a BDSM play party I'm going to. I'm going to wear a pair of 5 inch stiletto heels, that a slave bought for Me, some time back. Might find Me a boot whore to suck on My heel. Care to watch? Hehe!

When sleep evades

2009-12-14T01:47:00.000-08:00

I have big plans in the morning, that will keep Me busy most of the day, and I'm wired and restless. The more I try calming down and meditating, bringing stillness to My mind, the more I resist, and the cycle continues.

Fuck it. Why fight it... I'll just write a blog post :)

Christmas is oh so near, and I'm still pondering what I'll be doing. A few invites to a few homes with loved ones, although the business woman in Me, considers working through the holiday, and raking in the cash that the other phone Dommes will miss (oh, sweet fat wallet slavelettes). I've worked through a few other holidays in the past, and sometimes that competitive vixen just has to be answered to.

Mistress likes to take advantage, sometimes! heheh

The squeals of a boy getting fucked from behind, might make My restless mind relax. Care to bring it?

Sale! $1.99 a minute

2009-12-04T12:54:00.001-08:00

I'm running a special this weekend - $1.99 a minute on My top 5 listings at Niteflirt. Bring on your strange little perversions and let's work them over....

Flying by, a hunger sated

2009-11-29T17:45:00.001-08:00

Anyone else feeling a little bit bloated?

If I have another piece of pie, I might well pop. Truth be told, I'd rather not repeat Mr. Creosote's example (name THAT obscure reference!).

We're at the end of November, and I'm deliberating the rest of My holiday plans. Right now I'm visiting loved ones, and am so happy to have them near!

I've also missed My boys - you know who you are! It's difficult to whip out the phone over turkey dinner, and discuss directions on anal insertion. As well is should be a bit odd, I suppose :)

I'm craving a cuckold call tonight. You see, there's this pilot I've met recently, and he makes this girl feel the strongest sensations...

Oiled nuts, and visions delayed

2009-11-18T05:25:00.000-08:00

Mistress was up way early this morning, and decided to load new pics on Niteflirt. Which, in Niteflirt's present beta state? Just ain't working right. At least the photo loading utilities….

So if you're craving new visual angles of My fine white ass, and you're being held at bay? Give a sharp poke with a stick to Niteflirt.

That being said, I'm very happy for what does work on Niteflirt. My regulars are getting through, and I listen to their agonized grunts of despair. Yes, I'll have seconds of that! heheh

This whole winter thing is a bit of a drag. Have a trip or two coming up this season and I'm percolating on what to pack, when to get the pedicure, when to wax the legs… That feeling of freshly waxed legs, with my favorite mango cocoa butter lotion, makes Me feel almost edible.

I like coconut oil when I get long massages, especially from slaves, because it tastes yummy. Coconut oil looks white, and thick, and hard, when at room temperature. Then when you scoop out a thick dollop, and slide it over warm flesh, it slowly melts and absorbs. Slick and silky.

Oh, sorry, didn’t mean to bore you. *smirk

Post trick, pre treat

2009-11-03T14:50:00.000-08:00

November's here and Christmas around the corner. I'm feeling dreadfully unprepared, as usual :) Seems I get my loved ones gifts just in time, but tend to wait until right before the deadline!

It gets cold out, the days get shorter, and my running and hiking times get fewer and fewer. Anyone gain 5-10 lbs over the holidays, only to widdle it off in the spring? That would be My pattern!

This was the first Halloween in many years, I've spent at home before going out, and filling up the young kidlets with candy. Of course, I bought a case of the big candy bars, no snack size for My trick and treaters! haha

Couldn't figure out what outfit to go with, and just decided to dawn My Matrix trenchcoat (Neo would be proud) and a pair of boot stiletto heels that I'd never worn in public. Went and had coffee with a few friends. Got asked out on a date. Think it was the shoes! hehe

I'm craving a little cuckold play lately. Seems like a few boys have come to My phone with fantasies of their exploitation, and watching Mistress satisfied, while they cower in the corner, wanking without notice. Seems kind of fun, rubbing it a man's face like that. ya think?

Smiling just now...

Stilettos on skin

2009-10-21T09:48:00.000-07:00

Morning! Would you believe last night at 4 in the morning, lights were flashing and thunder was rumbling… Luckily I was already up working with perverts like you, although I did think for a second the power might go out. I even unplugged My laptop just to make sure a power surge didn't zap the prams!!

I've healed over the cold, and what did it? Those funky little Airborne tabs!! LIFESAVER!! I think I'll be keeping those on hand!

I'm about to hit the shower and get a little sun on My face. Well, using My sun lamp. How very 70s of Me, ya think? *giggle

I've been yearning for a few pairs of stilettos! I'm thinking of your pale naked flesh, while I walk all over your thighs, your strong shoulders…. There's a pair of silver sandals on My wishlist that are elegant and sexy. I've been craving them…

Come hither little one, let Me debauch you!

Mistress sniffle

2009-10-09T01:28:00.001-07:00

Well, My sweets, Mistress is under the… weather presently. I've been slamming garlic, vitamin C, sucking on… zinc. I just found out about the Airborne tabs. You'll notice they're on My Amazon wishlist, and I'd be very happy to receive a gift of them!

Bring Me a tissue!

If you do call in the next day or two, don't be surprised if the voice sounds a little bit rough or smoky sounding. And no, I'm not a tobacco Girl! Hehe

I'm a late night Girl, as My boys know! Craig Ferguson, whom I happen to have a small crush on, just did a Vanna White sweep with his hands up and down the length of his body, and said, "That's right, I look like a frumpy whore on Bingo night!" haha!!

You know, I think we could achieve that look, if he'd come visit My closet!

I've been slightly bummed with the changes going on with Niteflirt, yet I will admit, the basic services seem to be functional. It was a bumpy little transition hm? I'm probably going to end the $1.99 a minute special sometime this weekend, so get your punishment in while you can! Such a bargain!

Alright, I'm considering Nyquil and a long bath….

Niteflirt in transition?!? How to get MsLily on phone!!!

2009-09-19T01:18:00.000-07:00

As you have noticed, faithful slaves, Niteflirt servers have been in transition for a week now. They have a Niteflirt link that can get you through to Me! Same service, slightly different address:

LINK TO MISTRESS LILY'S NITEFLIRT PAGE

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 still running My $1.99 special to help slavelettes! BRING IT ON~~!

Cuckoldry in black and white

2009-09-11T00:46:00.000-07:00

I recently watched the movie Gilda, released in 1946, starring Rita Hayworth and Glenn Ford. Drama at it's best, and strangely subverted sexual tension between almost every other character. I was quite impressed. Rita's character blatantly cuckolds not only Ford's character as the casino boss' right hand man, while offering the same emotional payoff for her casino owning husband. Cucky special - two for one!

I drew the movie in, and kept thinking, "Sooo many cuckold slaves out there would EAT this shit UP!!" hehe! One thing I did crave, was a little more emotionally contained nature in Ms. Gilda and more control, although I suppose that was the whole point. Her lack of control, right in their face, took us to the next development, and the next.

For every man craving to have the love of his life fuck him over, publicly and with glee? Give this classic a chance.

One subtext though – Gilda's character is living in a more sexist time (1940's) where, even as a grifter, she's dependent on men financially, using their sexual exploitation as a currency of control. Women used such things, when their options were fewer.

Thankfully, today, We chicks get the chance to use more options. Feel free to give Mistress a call. I'll exploit you sexually, and use your currency for... any damn thing I like...

Sweet Darkness, Shared

2009-08-29T02:21:00.000-07:00

Today, I knew the rain was arriving, and had a few tasks in the garden to get to. I put on thick Neoprene gloves, and cut through blackberry brambles in My large back yard.

I've been making Mistress / slave friends of late, locally, Masters too, and enjoying this sense of community. We weird folk need a little encouragement – as many of you know, the vanillas out there just don't "get" us typically.

The blackberries I trimmed were bundles of darkness and thorns, green, red too. Some berries ripe and falling, others tight and not letting go.

I gathered the bundles in a little box bouquet, and brought them to a Mistress on the other side of town. She smiled, we shared coffee, and discussed the terms of Her Number 1 slave. She may be lending him to Me for use, and we're sorting through boundaries and protocol.

I drove back home and pulled into the driveway. I slid onto My couch, and smiled. Life is very good for Mistress just now. Almost as sweet and sharp as those dripping blackberries.

Sky, moon, and you

2009-08-08T02:37:00.000-07:00

Mistress Lil was feeling inspired this evening. Partake of My fruits, and enjoy!
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Early in the morning Saturday, 2 a.m., all's quiet on the western front, U.S. anyway. The moon is out with pale clouds surrounding, and it looks ripe, just a sliver shaved off. Makes Me long for a forest cabin, with a meadow behind it. I'd lay down in a slow swaying hammock, with soft cotton rope, and take in the moon beams and breeze.

And there you'd be, kneeling, naked, with My own fashioned slip knot right around your neck. You'd be silent and waiting for Mistress. Rhythmic pulls against your neck, I use your leash to sway My body, reminding you which of these two, controls the other.

Stillness and understanding. And you little one, ever vigilant. You do please Me.

And then, the course runs when you don't. We BOTH know the hell paid for that infraction.

I've branded, bruised you, scratched your skin. Caned the delicates, zapped the nads. The worm that crawls creeps inside your mind, or perhaps the seat where the heart stirs. Flesh is the tool. Sweet whimpers and gasps, drive My hunt.

My arm reaches over the edge of this rope nest, and I slide fingers through your hair. I'm smiling. The murk of darkness and slight light in our evening, gives you a hint of the rest.

Local Low Down

2009-08-02T11:39:00.000-07:00

This past week Mistress has been keeping local company of other perverts in the land of BDSM, Master slave, and the like (wouldn't you be so lucky!). Getting to know the complex folks of our little subset, and the variety therein.

I've befriended a smart young man (well, is 30 young?), a bondage babe with a thing for leather restraints. And not just any leather restraints. He likes buckles studlets and metal accoutrements, the more, the better! All in a balance of taste mind you. He's been working with a local leather worker who specializes in BDSM gear, to come up with the PERFECT leather restraint design. We're discussing a few photo shoots with said boy all tied up, or tied down, or possibly a combo of both!! More on this as it develops.

Do you know how FUN it is to go out for coffee, and have a little sit down with other fellow pervs? It's a bit of, talk about the perversion, while cloaking it in everyday language. Actually I think that's half the fun!!

You most likely should thank these new friends – as their kinks, creativity, will be blending into My sweet mind. Then Mistress will have just one more tool in the kit to torment you with!! *giggle

Keep it tight!

A Sale for Subs! $1.99 a minute!

2009-07-22T11:15:00.000-07:00

I'm in the mood for you... My top 5 FemDom listings on Niteflirt are lowered to $1.99 a minute, for a few moments in time! Come and get it sub sluts!!

Carnivale

2009-07-17T04:43:00.001-07:00

Today's little excursion included a lot of sun shine and a few bunnies and livestock. Yes, much like the rest of the U.S., it's FAIR going season, and all the 4H breeders and rickety carnival rides are back in action!

I've been networking with local perverts in the BDSM scene, and we've been having coffee, dinner, just meeting other folks that are also into BDSM, and want to socialize without judgment. Today it was just us women, mostly subs, Me, and a switch, looking at the displays. One was craving quilting, the other bred prize winning animals. We wandered around, ate a few greasy bits of food, and got to know one another better, while trying to avoid sunburn.

I've had one or two friends in the past who were also FemDom, yet this going to dinner events and munches is a new venue for Me. It's suiting Me.

I'm pondering a sale on My Mistress phone line, since I have yet to have one in many months, and many of My slave boys are vacationing and less available. Love drawing in new play toys to inspect and exploit…

Credit fucks and Savage Man

2009-06-29T15:50:00.000-07:00

I think we've all been there.

We've got a credit account, that we typically don’t use, or forget about, then some how some where, the balance this organization has charged is way high interest, an annual fee you didn’t know about…

And you're at it's mercy 'til you pay the fuckers off. They know that it's a pain in the ass to do, or when you DO pay them off, they calculate just a few more dollars of interest, just to keep their fees running. They told you it would be completely paid off if you gave them $XXX dollars right?

These companies, have no shame!

Luckily for Me, most of you do! Hahah!

I prefer weak men paying Me for the pleasure of being bled… So what to do, I'm considering paying off this little credit account. I also might offer it as an incentive to a faithful slave, to pay off the balance, for a special treat from Mistress, to be determined. Inquire if you're seriously offering coin to make Mistress' life that much more pleasant!

Oh little ones, a recommendation. Craving a bit of sex based advice from a hot gay guy? Dan Savage and his Savage Love column and podcasts, might do the trick (you can find him here: http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove ). He's been giving sex based advice for nearly 20 years, has been partnered for 15 years, and also is a parent. He's got depth, and a witty, base, bitchy perspective. Also knows as much about straight sex as butt boy love. And if he doesn't know? He has way overqualified experts on the show, to answer the questions his callers have.

I've been listening to Savage podcasts for a few weeks now, and reading his column for a few years. He's BDSM kink friendly, he's aware of sex workers and their issues, and is pretty sex positive. Also, he's fucking hilarious, and blunt as can be! I'll be walking through a park, getting a bit of fresh air, then suddenly bust out laughing because of some shocking yet true advice Savage slings. I don't always agree with him, yet he make Me think, quite a bit.

Go Savage!! We all need a little savage in us, hm? *giggle

Nut crackers and gift cards

2009-06-15T00:45:00.000-07:00

As any of you know, that liked to be looked at… looking good takes work, and also takes a bit of discipline. I've been trying to shave 5-10 lbs before July gets here, and lemme tell you what, working out and being a good healthy eater (ahem) can be a pain in the ass, hm? *giggle

Mistress went shopping this weekend, with a few gift cards a particular older slave gave Me. Got a nifty new welcome mat for My door, and it matches the theme nicely with My abode…. Food, sundry little domestic things. One little trick for those watching the diet and refined sugars – when you're jonesing for a pop, but don’t wanna get carried away? Those little 8 ounce mini cans can be life savers! Portion control and sugar sliding down your throat! I can think of other sugary things sliding down yours… To the slave that generously bought Me My little Target cards – I'm putting them to good use. And yes, I know I bent you over GOOD last time we chatted zombie boy, and it was very painful. I'll bet you're still thinking about it though… while your little hand wanders. You still have those toys waiting for Me… waiting to instruct you in that car of yours…

I've heard from a few slaves this weekend, that have been in absentia a few months. A boy named …. I'll call him wimp – called for an update. Turns out that after his vacation down south a few months ago? He found 2 new c*cks to suck! Men older than himself. The youngest man he's servicing is 59. wimp is a 6'2" son of a gun that loves wearing panties and ankle socks, while he serves his golf boys drinks and cigars, then sweetly descends to his knees to force fresh faggot dick down sissy slut throat! Tonight we took a rubber mallet to his nads while he uttered My instructions. He's a right pervert, that one! Keep it a cumin'…..(well actually tonight, I didn't let him! haha).

Mistress is logged in for a bit this evening, and I'm slightly bored. Oh if you were here to abuse and giggle at. Come hither little one… *smile

ebb and flow, this one may go

2009-06-07T01:55:00.001-07:00

I have a little slave that's getting out of control. Well, his spending is. We both know it.

Perhaps I'm a bad Girl for not feeling wrong about it. When boys pick up their dick and their credit card, they know the deal, the commodity I sell.

This little zombie of Mine has been buying Me oodles and oodles of gifts from Amazon! Boots and makeup, running shoes and Pearl Izumi clothing (top of the line biking gear, also great for running!). Even a few erotic things for times when I’m needing a little fulfillment. Ahem!

Today I went shopping with several Target gift cards he bought Me. I tried on bras and skirts, bought bunches of groceries. Summer sandals, batteries for things that I'll not mention (giggle). I bought so much, I had to go back to the car for more Target cards he'd recently bought Me! Hehe.

This last week kenneth decided kink was in his path… and I made him go to the adult bookstore, and get anal toys. I'd already made him jizm in his wife's panties. Can you imagine? In the back of some dark parking lot, Goddess knows who will stumble into that scene!

Yes, little man was ready to get fucked right up the ass with some dildos and lube, all while Mistress witnessed the debauchery! All we needed to do before taking care of slave, was to go for a shopping spree on Amazon this past week.

And kenneth was a no show. * sob * Well he did show... but obviously was much more into his ass getting fucked, than worshipping Mistress first, for the privilege.

Looks like Mistress will have to dismiss this boy. Makes Me sad too, because the grunts and sheer pleasure I heard coming from this 68 year old boy from My very old home town, made Me such a content Mistress. I was hoping he'd be a keeper. Perhaps not….

You're welcome to give Mistress a call if you want the sundry details of this boy and his training. Perhaps we'll put together a lovely little plan, for rubbing that strange nub of arousal in you!

Mechanical Aptitudes

2009-06-02T14:05:00.000-07:00

Mistress is feeling sad today… aww!

Her beloved car, which she's had many years, coughed and passed out this past weekend while I was running errands. This little sweetie has been such a trouper, and I've owned it since it was new! Kept up on my maintenances, been going to the same dealership I bought it from, for 10 years even!

Turns out the repair of course is something very difficult for anyone but the dealership to fix (the central computer), which in addition to it's major maintenance? If I walk out the door without giving them $1000, I'll be lucky!

Thing is, with sweet generous slaves like you, I can plan for these things if necessary, If I know they're coming, but when they surprise you, as life often does, well I tend to pout.

* Mistress pouts *

I considered asking the dealership if they had gift cards that could be anonymously purchased (oh, perhaps from a slave?), but then thought, ah we all need a few degrees of separation, with our personal privacy. Tempting thought though!!

If any of you generous little men want to contribute to the car fund, feel free to use the bright tribute buttons on My Niteflirt page. You can also email Me for more details about the engine debacle, if are so inclined!

Shout out to slave kenneth – who's been a very generous and devoted zombie boy this past week! Keep eating those Bismarck's and thinking of Me! hehe

Tommy gets a shot

2009-05-13T09:33:00.000-07:00

Today I'm playing with dick sucker Tommy, and his need to be annihilated... I plan to bleed this boy of 5 digits today. Yum!!! He needs this, much more than I!

Here's a repost from a few blog articles. Enjoy!
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Lucrative Obliteration May 18, 2008

Let's write more about Tom. He who craves dick. Tom calls again tonight, with the same deep craving... There must be some special skin in his mouth, that lulls him to the scent of huge thick dick. Kathy is this boi's partner. can you believe they cheated on each other's spouses to fuck around, then got together. Recipe for disaster.

Kathy has this young friend, ripe at 22. Here breasts are fresh, ripe like summer melons. Tom strokes while thinking of her large puffy nips, sliding in and out his mouth. How perpetually fucked up this boi is. Sure, he thinks about this little lady getting plowed by oh so large cock, yet he also wants to hire a service to seduce Kathy. Yes, some man who's charming, sensitive, and of course, huge long and wide!!!

He anticipates watching Kathy, crumble under this man's advances. He feels so powerless to resist, he's such a quivering coward. Even a tape recording would be absolutely enough for Tom to get off. Kathy's a screamer when she's turned on, that's how this chick gets off when hot. It's been a long while since Kathy screamed for Tom. He has trouble getting hard for her. He always has trouble getting hard for a woman, if he gets distracted or nervous.

Hey Kathy! Look at your little man, sucking cock. By the way, it's more like 50 dicks he's sucked fucked or paid, not just 10. He lied to you. He admits it to Me at least. And also? Tommy has no respect for you. Humorless, he says. Realize though, this man has no self worth, therefore can be extra critical of others. He just craves to be spat on, just like Jeff pegged him high school. You know, the scary bully boy, with the henchmen, beating this little weakling into a fine pulp.

This soft boi wants to be financially raped so bad, he creams his jeans thinking about the thousands and thousands he's lost to his own pathetic demise. He's so sweetly abhorrent. Maybe we'll talk this boi into getting me a new set of wheels? I wonder if he's really that bad off that he'd willingly give such a thing (cha ching!!!)...

I'm off for a little food and a workout methinks. Annihilating spineless piggies like this? Gives a girl an appetite for OH so much more!!
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Suck suck SUCK!! May 17, 2008

I'm talking to this little fly on the wall named Tommy. This little weak boi - he just loves beautiful dicks. Tonight we're watching Rocco Siffredi's thick cock sucked by a chick named Michele. Tommy CRAVES cock! Rocco has always been a favorite of Mine. THAT wide dick deserves worship! Tommy so needs that flesh down his throat. He pays for the pleasure of being destroyed by Me. Makes me giggle really.

Mistress is feeling so mellow after a bit of Kahlua (don't tell my trainer) and coffee, while running wild all over Tommy's shreds of self esteem. Suck suck SUCK that dick, little man! Suck Suck SUCK all the money dry....

Love getting sweet bags of cash, all at the expense of eradicating Tommy's fat fucking back account! This little pervert gets so fucked up on the phone, he can barely enter his password while paying me triple digit tips! Granted, he was drunk as shit on screw...drivers....

I think My blood sugar needs a little boost, I'm getting MEAN tonight!! *giggle *yay!
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Everything for You... April 11, 2008

Today while I was climbing yet another interval on My stairclimber at the gym, I was thinking of a strange boy who called Me last weekend named Tommy. He's a nervous sort, a bit introverted, yet keenly aware of his desires. He really, truly, wants to see beloved partner... plowed GOOD and HARD by a big dicked stud boy!

I was fascinated by how focused he was. This boy is obscessed with huge meaty cocks! We browsed many a website watching thick large pricked boys going at it, getting sucked, fucked, finally spurting their jism every which way. Tommy loves the cum shots. Just loves seeing all that semen spurt over flesh...

But wait... there's more...

Not only did he focus so very much on these thick dicked men, swelling huge and strong, but he wanted to be nurtured by an older woman. Having his hair stroked, being a good boy for his warm sweet Mistress. Tommy was willing to do anything to satisfy Her, even be Her fluffer, get the lover boys ready for action, or clean up the remnants of their hot swollen sex...

Tommy needs one other thing - to keep clicking the button. You know, THAT button. The one that gives Me triple digit tips. Clicking that button again and again while he stroked his own naughty bits and pampered his yearning....

We nursed his dirty secrets for a good long spell, slithering around the dark crevices of his mind. His nervous little voice, describing what he longed for so deeply. I can still hear him sharing these cravings he bears.....

It's boys like this that make Mistress happy. I do so love seeing you on your knees and pliant, ready for anything I may request!

Tranced and tipsy, slave succumbs

2009-04-29T23:51:00.001-07:00

The end of April … is it going out like a lamb, or slave draping Mistress in goodies?

The later, fortunately. Nothing against lambs.

Oh wait, that's March. My bad! Hehe

Little slave kenneth came back for a visit this weekend. We're from the same home town, and I remember our conversations, with a bit of sentimentality. I ask him about this restaurant or that park, and he gives Me the scoop on My old haunts. While we've had nice conversations in the past, this time he was a little more tipsy than usual. Of COURSE I decided to take kenneth into a dark deep trance, while forcing him to drink more… and more.... We went many places online while he was under My control. Gift certificates, boots, jewelry… I was pampered VERY well, and I'm a happy Grrl today!

Wore a pair of My new leather boots tonight out with friends, and they fit like a glove. Several compliments too. Thanks for getting Mistress dressed up for others to appreciate ken!

One of the gifts this slave bought was a Tantus Goliath vibrator, just for Me! And it's a deep dark purple, kind of shimmery. Silicon even. It's such a pretty thing, I'm unsure if I should display it as art, or use it for private needs! I'll let you know what happens with that!

Iguana anyone?

2009-04-19T23:26:00.000-07:00

Ah sweet morsels of submission, it's been a full weekend, lots of sun and smiles. Today I phoned a friend while I sunned on My porch. She was driving across a full US state, and I had My headset on, freshly Naired legs, and closed eyes, soaking up the warmth of it all. Had a little sun dress on with lots of loose pleats that came down to just about mid thigh, and had to be careful with the wind. Mistress wasn't wearing panties or a bra. Didn't think I should be showing the neighborhood exactly EVERYTHING I've got, hm?

Had a boy today, let's call him bob. He was into hypnosis, and offered such a treat to his dominant delight of the hour. We chatted for nearly an hour, and he tried his best techniques to hypnotize this Mistress. While it was relaxing, it wasn't quite enough for his full desire, the full inducement. Granted, asking Mistress if that is what she sought, might have been the first question asked, yes? We sparred a bit, and enjoyed the company… we'll see if more will be had with him!

Egg leg chicken chew

2009-04-10T15:54:00.000-07:00

Guess who's been busy?

That would be Me.

Took a little contract that will be keeping Me busy for a few weeks, so you might have to schedule things with Mistress to get in! I've been missing just lounging around, eating bon bons and getting pedicures, because I've been working like a little vixen! I should be available plenty this weekend, so cue it up boys!

Oh the sun is so bright today, and I'll be going out in it for a little run soon. But first, perchance to ... nap... It has been a loooong week in Mistress land!

Oh - happy Easter too :) Cadbury Caramel Eggs are a fave, think I'll add that to the Amazon wishlist too!

Nourishing your Mistress

2009-03-29T19:58:00.000-07:00

The weekend rounds to a close, and as luck would have it, even though it's been windy, I got a bit of sun and a lot of windy weather today... My Sansa Clip was full of The Cure for music. They've got great beats for pounding pavement! Thanks to the boy who bought the Amazon gift cert., that got My Sansa for Me!

Last night was a doozy for talking to perverted boys JUST like you – 6 hours on the horn, and My voice was rough after all that! Turned off the phones and slept very very well. Still light outside just now. I'm getting used to this daylight extending. Anticipating the warmth of summer...

Which brings Me to My main task today. I'm putting out a challenge to My slaves this evening. I want to firm it up by the time May 2009 gets here, and need your help along the way.

I've added 5 items to the tip top of My Amazon wishlist. These little snacks are what I consume when I'm widdling down and firming up. I had so much success with My last little blog challenge (and the movie was 9 to 5, by the way), that I thought I'd try another.

Any slave who is generous enough to gift Me with the top listed fitness food items on My wishlist, will receive a special treat from Mistress. I'll share the details personally, and you're welcome to inquire before doing so. I like a little mystery when it comes to tantalizing boys like you!

A little tease here and there keeps intrigue alive, n'est pas?

Call Mistress soon! I'm relaxing tonight and a little slice of you may be just what I need...

Nostalgic Nymph

2009-03-19T11:54:00.000-07:00

Today the gams are a little tired, after a 40 minute run yesterday… I sleep so wonderfully after working it hard, know what I mean? Hehe!

A little nostalgia for My slaves out there…

Mistress decided to delightfully fuck off for a bit, so I settled in on the couch, watching classic film on the tele. Let's see if the Domme/sub themes click up your memories…. Hunting, bondage and intoxication fantasies, all perpetrated against a " sexist egotistical lying hypocritical bigot"?

Which movie is it? Write Me with your answer, and if it's correct, I'll make sure you are rewarded!

One of the leading ladies is a juicy morsel, and while some might consider a little bit curvy, I think she's just luscious! When it come to the men in My bed, I like them strong, in shape, a little furry, and definitely not too stocky. However the women? I like them with a little meat on their bones, as they say. Something to hold on to….

What a fun topic for conversation later, hm?

Snow falling on cold hard CASH

2009-03-09T09:00:00.001-07:00

Snow has been falling the last day or two, in little moments. Nothing overwhelming, just enough to be beautiful. The birds outside must be hungry and chilled. I think Mistress might wander back to feed them sunflower seeds. You faithful slaves paid to feed these wild beasts, did you know?

This weekend Mistress attended a local concert that has been going on for many years. Familiar faces, and occasionally a moment of talent! A few baudy skits too. After the event, we broke for a dance, then adjourned to a private forest residence, complete with rope swings and ping pong. There was more being drunk, smoked and Goddess knows what else… I wandered into the warm wood stove room, the studio, and listened to many locals jam until all hours. Mistress was up 24 hours straight, and spent most of the weekend recovering. Sooo worth it!!!

Was chatting today with a new slavelette, just sticking his toe back in the pond of money slavery. He's been out of the scene these past few years, being a good little husband. Let's call him bob! Hehe

bob was with a Mistress before, for many years, who started slowly with him, just a hundred or so a month. Over years of servitude however, she began demanding more… and more… then graduated to blackmail. Before he understood the consequences of his trust, thousands was being extracted from his hide! It became too much for this boy to manage, and he had to let go, spent, and so well used for so many years. Trying so hard to avoid the pull, the itch of such a dirty habit.

And then today, just here and now… he's back. And… I'm here to greet him.

I'm mulling over how I snared this little one's money today. I've considered placing My budget online, and allowing lucky boys to pay a bill a month. Today, my credit card bill was due, and I allowed this boy, new to Me, to pay it. Lucky little f*ck!

Would you like to hand over your hard earned money, monthly? I'm going to set up a bill for the lucky boys who want to serve Me this way. You pampering Me, so that you take care of the basics, and I take the rest and play! Email Me if you'd like this opportunity of servitude, little piglets. And realize too, there are many tools in My Mistress box - money, panties, strap ons and oh the rest…. We'll just need to find your right fit!

Catching up with Lost boys

2009-02-26T22:30:00.001-08:00

Oh Mistress has been lack in her weekly goal, of updating her blog. Perhaps I need a spanking. I think I have the man in mind for that task! Hehe

I've been enjoying the brisk weather, working out, and extracting cash from little fuckies that dial up My Mistress line. You know who you are, hm?

I had a nice New York piggy this week, who was talking and talking, sending money… I milked him for hours! Let's just say cha ching! Hehe

I've been obsessed with the show Lost this past few weeks. With the advent of abc.com, you can watch EVERY single episode, and with much fewer commercials. Gotta tell you, that Sawyer boy is quite fuckable, ya think? Since he's such a con man too, he might be open to edgier concept, such as helping a Mistress in need of a bull… bet there's a boy or two out there that would just LOVE to suck on that hottie's hard business, hm? Heheh

This strong man, and such a lonely wife....

2009-02-12T11:41:00.000-08:00

Today was an excellent opportunity to exploit the perverted fantasies of a particular man I've talked with a few times. Let's call him Tom.

He's been married to a lovely woman for over 20 years now, whom we'll call Jane. He loves her dearly, and takes special care to make sure she knows she's loved, pampered. Even bought her a 2 seater Lexus at one point, as a token of his affection.

Yet in the deep recesses of Tom's mind, he gets so incredibly aroused, thinking about his wife being taken advantage of. Some day when he's out of town on business, away from their beautiful big home. She'd be out with friends, at some bar, having a few drinks…

And there he'd be. A dominant man who senses something in Jane that others can't quite perceive. Some deep seated need… to be treated like a whore, forced to do dirty things in a humiliating way…

Tom and I talk about a young stud, with confidence and creativity, forcing Jane to suck his dripping veiny c*ck, while this strange young man drives that 2 seater Lexus, back to her big home. He'd make her put on fuck me pumps, while he shoves his shaft deep down inside her, and cums again and again, pulling her hair, splaying her wide.

Tom's a perverted husband… the kind I like to explore with. Taking him to breathy places where others shy away from.

Our secret Tom. Promise… *giggle

underachiever arthur

2009-02-04T04:50:00.000-08:00

This morning was spent, just a moment or two, with a nasal little fuck named arthur. Cocksucker extraordinaire, he yes indeed HAD sucked a throbbing shaft, under the care of his Mistress before... and wouldn't you guess? He couldn't even make THAT boy dump his load!

arthur last had sex 4 years ago. And of course, he paid for it. No confidence in this little worm. Although I think his subconscious might be getting the best of him - when I asked if he enjoyed anal play, the boy said no. Interesting, considering he called on My Anal Sex listing....

Next time this boy calls, I think I'm going to violate him in a very private way. He's a waste of time, unless of his wallet is involved, but I think bringing his self worth just THAT much lower, would make this little Mistress smile just a bit!

I'm so excited in other news - the weather is looking warm today and I'm SO craving sun!

Slots, bodygaurds, wands and the like

2009-01-25T21:03:00.000-08:00

Mistress is getting rather sick of this cold and wintery weather. I've been out in it 3 times this past week, actually got 15 miles in on the gams, while ipoding away, but damn…. A little more warmth and sun would make Me much happier!

I need to make a pedicure and leg wax run, however I've been a bit lazy about it. Might need to get a slave to step up and fund such a thing. Love knowing deft fingers and muscles soothe Me, on your dime!

Lately I've been futzing around with a few downloadable games. A company called Phantomefx - www.phantomefx.com - makes some of the best slot machine emulations I've seen, other than Masque – www.masque.com. Masque purchases expired licenses on actual slot machine software. When it's chilly outside, or I'd rather put My money in savings or gold, I sate My junky fix with home computer slot games. Go figure! … Phantomefx actually has gift cards available… hm! I tend to focus on the monthly downloads and the remasters since, well, I do have several of their CD packages already!

I was talking with a boy about the possibility of us doing sessions together. He's 6'4", has more motorcycles than I can count (6 digits of value in them, can we say cha ching?). I've considered doing real time sessions, however have a few reservations, the main being, I'd need a bodyguard and possible bull for sessions with submissive boys. I'd also like a fully decked dungeon, which if you've ever outfitted one, you know it's expensive! He and I chatted at length, and I think within the next year or two, we may see a few kneeling boys under My care, while bodyguard boy looks on from a distance. Dressed in head to toe leather of course. How humiliating to be trained and entered by Mistress Lily, while a strange leather man silently observes your demise? Hahah!

You may have noticed My Amazon wishlist has had an explosion of dildo listings recently (link on right hand column here!). What can I say, I've been feeling the need to expand My collection, after a recent slave bought Me a HUGE glass dildo that… I rather liked! Haha * blush * Feel free to browse the selection on My wishlist, and consider what it feels like, to buy a cock that actually enters Me….

Chicks that Snap

2009-01-14T06:16:00.000-08:00

Okay, am I the only sick f*ck who enjoys watching Snapped on the Oxygen channel? There's something disturbing yet intriguing about the whole, women who take matters into their own hands, in such a final manner. The same morbid curiosity that draws you into watching blips of Extra, while propoganda machines exploit the love lives of famous ones. And tell Me you don't read the headlines on those pulp mags while waiting in line while getting groceries?

We BDSM folk play quite a bit with consentual loss of control, in agreed upon boundaries. A fine balance of getting to the naked nub of humility a submissive seeks, while allowing safety within the heat of training. There seems some causual connection between the morbid curiousity while we watch other's embarrassment, and taking a boy to his own humble depths of surrender.

Sometimes I feel a moral ambivolence in it.

And then I end up giggling, while I hear yet another boy take a rubber mallet to his nads, yelping in pain, counting the wacks with each and every thwack, telling Me yet again, "I'm a dirty filthy c*m sucking whore for you Mistress Lily!"…

And everything is right with the world! Hahaha

Ultimately, I sell a service, and when boys whip out their naughty bits and their credit cards, they know the deal. And .. accept responsibility for their choice.

You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar...

2009-01-05T03:00:00.000-08:00

Sometimes Mistress has to grab motivation when it strikes eh?

I'm pondering whether My bedroom activities, and what tools I might use while doing them, are of interest to the slaves who come to read My blog. You're free to offer feedback if you like, next time we session!

It's 3 in the morning, and I've heard from Canada and Australia today. It's quite cool, talking to someone on the other side of the world, knowing it's daylight and summertime there, while it's 3 a.m. and freezy cold here. Makes Me feel a little less… somber somehow.

I am SO craving the long summer days and temperatures. I want to get out and hike a bit, get a jog in maybe, then look out the window to gray skies and slushy snow rain falling… and Mistress is back at her step aerobics inside, once again!

I've been checking the local newspapers in the area, for clubs that have retro 1970-1990 music playing, and am gonna get My groove on soon! Guess I'm stuck in the 80's too. Human League anyone? Hahah

I might just make My next strap on boy sing "DON'T YOU WANT ME" - while pounding his arse with a huge tool! Goddess, I love My job.

Heat, nudity, rhythm

2008-12-23T07:32:00.001-08:00

Looking out the window, here in the trees and hills of the Pacific Northwest, the weather looks a bit like a Magic 8 ball – changes daily, forecast up in the air! I've got the heat cranked in My abode, and am considering... naming this an official naked day! Hehe

Christmas is just a day or two shy here, and I'm remarkably low key about the whole thing. Some years I travel, go all out with the gifts. I do tend to buy My gifts for others over time, and by the time Christmas arrives, I've got 90% of the shopping done. I credit it to My shopping fairies! I've been gifted with powerful intuition at times, and will be out running errands, when I'll occasionally get a strong, "get this for Jane" … vibe. Intuition can be a powerful force, and lead you to places logic may not travel.

Predicting the future can be a bit tricky, and sometimes you're surprised by the outcome. One slave I'd grown rather fond of, who loved chatting with Me daily, and sessioning weekly, up and ended the connection due to a petty little preference this past week. Took this Mistress by surprise! And then to counter balance? Two slaves who had been sniffing around Me, and I'd assume were time wasters…. Ended up contributing nicely to My wallet this past week.

And we're back to the theme of unpredictability and the change of seasons, as well as the change of submissive and slave desires. As a Mistress I do control many things. I also have a healthy respect for that which is out of My domain.

It's all about getting what we want in the mix, hm?

Merriest holidays to My sweet good boys (and harlot whores!). I'm sending a virtual lump of coal to the turdlets out there who've made themselves known this past week. Although knowing their kinky little minds, they'll probably get off on that! Haha!

Storms, chills, and naked furry boys

2008-12-13T02:13:00.000-08:00

Oh little blog, I tend to be a bit more lax during the holidays. Figured while it was very cold outside, and very warm in… I'd drop a note to my little ones. This month Mistress is turning 40, and is feeling a mixture of things with such an event. Of course I'll be pampered – already have a massage scheduled, a close friend taking me anywhere I like for lunch. Considering a pedicure and getting My hair done… will keep you posted!

There's a storm moving in tonight, and it's so very chilly outside. Already been snowing and the winds blow so fierce! I've been thinking my back deck might be the very best place to make a naked little slave shiver just a bit, before bringing him in. Then I'm thinking yes, I'd make him blow something else, so very fierce? *giggle

Been rewatching Rome on DVD (thank you for the whole set, slave!) and enjoying the hell out of it. So hot, brutal, and dead sexy….

I've been playing with a boy across the pond this week. He likes his money drained at higher and oh so much higher rates! Last time I doubled the fee, and watched on webcam while he stripped his bits bare and made his monster do it's duty… He was a furry little one!

Back from the feast, little beast

2008-12-01T16:43:00.001-08:00

Mistress has returned from her Thanksgiving holiday with much joy and love in her belly. That and a few pounds gained. My friends and family can COOK lemmetellya!

Seattle is such an amazing city. So many people, places, wildness and oy the traffic. Could do without that last one. I’ve been considering relocating, and Seattle definitely has the resources for a Grrl like Myself to find little ones to play with, torment and the like. Makes Me consider setting up real time sessions with slavelettes. Although I’d need a bull or two to keep things in order. Hm… *starts dreaming of making the best dungeon in the land….

I’m sending out warmth to My little ones out there. A few boys have chimed in today, one was looking for Me so ardently all weekend long (even after reading on My blog I’d be gone for many days!). Sometimes when the craving hits, its so hard to shake. Obsession settles in. We all know about that dance. Craving, pacing, wanting something so very much that all else melts into background.

He’ll be sated, this evening perhaps. Although this particular little one has been bad in the past. Making him wait, suits Me.

You’re invited to My cave when time permits. Bring respect, honesty, and your money. We’ll sort the rest! *giggle

Thanksgiving on the road...

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

I am such a content person right now. Other than the fact that packing yet again, and a little housework, are in the immediate future. Have I mentioned how much distain, I find for housework? Still searching for the right cabana boy to scrub my floors and blush with ass slaps...

I'm extremely excited to be spending Thanksgiving with my very best friend. Will have a bit of a drive ahead but very much worth it! Her birthday is this weekend, and we're getting pedicures! I'd love one of My boys to step up and pay for us both. I love making you pay for others to touch Me. Massages, pedicures, hair styling....
If you want to contribute to said pedicure and birthday goodness, tribute buttons on My Niteflirt page work wonders!

Took a few aussie boys for a few hundred this past week. Had a New Zealand boy totally flake - one of those drive by binge boys. *yawn. He gave his chunk of flesh, although has been messy cleaning things up afterwards. Needs to take My photo down on his profile at one site we frequent. He presented so sincerely, with such desire for commitment and long term permanent slavery... Just goes to show, time tells intention. As does action....

There's a slim chance I might be available for Niteflirt calls while on the road this weekend- will be taking my laptop with Me, and might borrow a local cell phone up there. If so, be ready to pay for this grrls time :) Might be a thrill, talking to you from my best friends bedroom...

Busy little weekend

2008-11-21T18:31:00.000-08:00

Hello sweet slaves! Mistress is going to have a very busy weekend and may not be able to connect with you all that much. No worries, I’ll be having a lot of fun, count on it!

Sunday is looking stronger for free time with subs like you. Maybe I’ll share with you what I’ve been up to all weekend long. I have to admit, my living room is presently covered with Amazon boxes. Thinking I might have to steer slaves towards other gifting sources… hmmMMMmm…

Keep it kinky, we’ll be chatting soon I’m sure!

Good slaves, bad slaves, and bloodsucking

2008-11-18T01:26:00.000-08:00

This was an exciting weekend for MsLily. I had a fly by night slave, that while dropping a big chunk of change while we played? Made MANY promises, he did not fulfill, and consequently, was dismissed (such simple things, online meetings, assignments such as drawing up a budget, etc). Makes this Mistress frown when boys build sand castles in their minds, and waste My time doing so.

My only small consolation... I carved a SWEET chunk out of his wallet. He'll be paying on THAT credit card bill for a bit, hm? *giggle

A new slave, "bob" from NZ, has been making Me smile quite pretty. He donates as much as he can afford, and while not as much as some of My other dedicated little ones? He's such a sweet heart! Lustful too that one. Might be a lack of getting laid in his own home country. Thinking of when I'll let this boy release with Me... and how much pomp and circumstance to involve!? heheh! I have to admit, little bob is sweet, intelligent, and quite fetching. The kind of slave I'm proud to keep in My stable!

Just bought a bevy of Christmas gift with a few gift certs from Amazon.com. Want to make sure they arrive on time! Ooh and is anyone else excited about the premiere of Twilight, the movie? I'll be seeing it this week to be sure!!

Drizzle, the gift of property, and new pets

2008-11-09T05:14:00.001-08:00

Early morning Sunday, a bit drizzly outside. Another hour or two before dawn.

I'm feeling a bit somber and quiet just now. This weekend though, it has brought Me a few new toys to play with.

A man from New Zealand has been spending time with Me online, and he's quite a delight. Typical married man, zest is gone, and the yearning for submission has been lingering for many years. He'll be a handful this one, let's call him "bob". Witty, smart, and I just know when I hear his voice this week, that kiwi accent will make Me smile with much satisfaction!

Thanksgiving is near, here in the states. I always feel such a mix friends who study native american, old ways. Perhaps a sweat lodge and many prayers to the earth, and the many of us who live here.

I'm considering moving! Thinking of getting a rich slave to buy Me a home, sign the title over to Me, then setting up an outdoor pool house or shed for him to sleep in, while I keep him as a pet. Interested parties, feel free to drop Me an email. Sugar Daddy, converted into financially dominated pet. Nice!

Mistress is a little sleepy - until we next chat!

Perverted girls that bend over boys...

2008-10-26T06:04:00.000-07:00

So this was a new one for Mistress!

I have a slave that loves trying new things (let's call him bob), which sometimes include him calling Me under an assumed name, and pretending he's someone else (his voice is pretty familiar sounding, gives it away!)

This week, a woman called Me for a sweet little perverted wank session. It's a rare treat when a girl calls (I've had maybe 3 call over the past 2 years), and I was all a twitter! *giggle

She, of course, was quite the pervert. Turns out this filly gets way turned on when she thinks of fucking a boy with a strap on. Actually most of the role play we did on the phone? Was Me describing what it feels like, bending a boy over, and sliding My thick shaft inside his tight little puss!

This Grrl got so hot she came like you wouldn't believe! And guess what? After all was said and done, we said our wistful goodbyes... and when I checked My transaction history? She called using bob's account!!!

I of course, hopped on yahoo messenger, and teased the fuck out of bob. Which of course, he took with a grin. I like it when they keep it interesting!

Music, men and worship

2008-10-14T17:54:00.000-07:00

Went to my post office box and had a few goodies from My worthy little slavelettes, thank you boys, you know who you are!

I've been enjoying the band Dead Can Dance lately, am actually grooving to them right now. Makes me want to get up and shake My money maker!

This past week, I'm not sure WHAT'S in the air, but men have been circling me like busy bees. I'll be enjoying a glass of wine, listening to some mellow live music at a restaurant, and get approached. Was getting groceries recently, very early (when most normal folk are sleeping soundly) and had a very cute grocery stocking boy ask Me on a date. He's awfully cute, and looks very trainable! *giggle

I suppose I understand the desire to worship at the feet of a Goddess. I suppose at some point we all feel the urge to humble ourselves to another, in kindness, humility. I rarely feel this urge for men though. It feels second nature, that men should be kneeling for Me.

Ass over tea kettle?

2008-10-05T02:13:00.000-07:00

Oh the boys are out in a flurry this weekend! Lemme tell you what, I've already had several boys coming out of the woodwork, forced intoxication, feminization, even had a boy who needed a good spanking! Now that was a BLAST... made him climax on the count of 10! Oh how he moaned when I slapped my hands together, mimicking what his fine ripe ass would sound like with a firm slap!

Now, I’m getting a little coffee and a protein bar as I'm waking up. All the normal people, at least in my part of the world, are asleep. I guess the vampires and Mistresses take the night shift hm?

The sweetest boy from Switzerland approached Me recently, as he was so very hungry for a bit of abuse! We had to work through the technical glitches, and actually had a session via computer and microphone. It went very well! We met at a website that has a fabulous chat room, and I hang out there a few times a week. Contact Me if you'd like to know more...

This sweet little Swiss boy, was eager and very willing to follow My whims. He was a cock and ball torture - CBT - enthusiast. Mistress LOVES those boys... We started simply enough, a few cloth pins to the nipples. Oh - then a few to the balls. Oh wait, better yet, how about we hang a tea kettle from your balls and fill it with more and more water? This is getting good!!!

By the time he was set to blow his whistle, We'd fashioned a compass out of the head of his penis, by pinching 4 clothing pins in each of the 4 directions! Still swinging that tea kettle full of water, and just as he was whimpering, getting SO close - I made him take off the nipple clamps (we all know while it hurts to put them on, the REAL pain comes when you take them off!!). Then, he was forced to dump his load in the tea kettle, all while uttering, "Everything I have is yours Mistress Lily!!!"

And of course, the little one was forced to drink the tea water. Now what is that subtle aftertaste. Jasmine? Hibiscus? Actually I believe it is JISM!!

... all I can say is, I LOVE My job!!!!

Spirit, body, dance, trance

2008-09-24T22:51:00.000-07:00

Ah... Mistress writes you from a very tired and satisfied body. Tonight I bellydanced with a few grrlfriends, and it was a blast! So many beautiful women of all shapes and sizes. Some dressed in more ethic colors and jewelry, earth tones, silver bells, while others had flashy cabaret style sequins, zils, and sparkly veils. These get togethers, where us grrlfriends dance together, share moves, costumes, music, are so very healing for Me.

After I came home, I felt the need to dance a bit, alone. Lit 4 large white candles, placed them in each of the 4 directions. Said a few Native American and Wiccan prayers. I closed my eyes, and let spirit and soul spring from deep within, and let this force move Me. Eyes closed, trusting My body not to fall, trusting spirit to lead.

Intense spiritual experiences can form while dancing, for hours, whether in drum circles, on stage bellydancing, or deep in a club surrounded by dozens of sweating writhing bodies. Something else... that primal animal within takes front and center.

It's the same force that takes me into places of Domination. Especially when My slaves stretch their neck wide, splay their vulnerable bits open, for the likes of Me to control. The trust you give to Me while we session is a privilege and an honor. I take bits of you with Me from each experience, and am thankful for the ripe flesh you submit to My calm palm with trust.

Specialists

2008-09-14T00:42:00.000-07:00

Who knew Deadwood could bring out the fetishist in us all?

My love affair with the series Deadwood from HBO continues. Each actress/actor in this series is gifted, and spot on with delivery of dialogue from series creator David Milch. The language is almost Shakespearean in delivery and rhythm.

The phrase that struck home with Me this past week, while watching the series yet again (a super slave bought me the entire series on DVD - thanks tommyboy), was what Al Swearengen called a "specialist".

We dirty girls and boys would call the same person a fetishist, at least in modern times. "Yeah. Strange, huh, ... but – something ya gotta know about specialists – they pay a premium, and they never cause fuckin’ trouble. Sometimes I imagine in my declining years runnin’ a small joint in Manchester, England, catering to specialists exclusive. And to let ‘em know they’re amongst their own, maybe I’ll operate from the corner, hanging upside down like a fuckin’ bat, hmm?." Al Swearengen

Personally, I'd rather see Al dressed in petticoats and garter belts, but perhaps that is my own little specialist's mind set! *giggle

Drop me a note of what you'd love to see Al Swearengen wearing while seeing to perverts like us!

Dirty c*cksuckers in Deadwood!

2008-09-06T22:24:00.001-07:00

It was so very warm today, Mistress decided to stay in her cocoon, nibble on this snack, take a little nap, and watch Deadwood on DVD. Many thanks to the slavelette that bought me the entire series on DVD. The owner of the Gem Saloon in the series, Al Swearingen, is a dirty dark son of a bitch. And the thing is? You can’t take your eyes off him!!

I have the feeling Al is a submissive in disguise. So many subs hide their preference in the ultra macho exterior life, don’t they? The pilots, the CEOs that call, live their lives in high pressure and a life of making decisions for others. And when they crawl to my phone line, and kneel for me patiently… another itch is scratched….

A few times a week, I’ll visit a chat room or two where submissives and Dommes meet for scratch and sniff. Email me and let me know if you’ve a favorite den of debauchery you like to linger in, online.

Ipod fuckfest

2008-08-25T21:35:00.000-07:00

We've all done it.

Taken a casual stroll, either in a crowded coffee shop, or down a country road where people get fresh air, take their dogs for a walk. You fill up your ipod FULL of mp3s that are just naughty as hell - NIN - Closer (I wanna f*ck you like an animal...), maybe Pussycat Dolls (Don't you wish your grrlfriend was HOT like me...)...

You let your mind wander to all the people in your life that you want to rip the clothes off of, climb on 'em like a warrior would, and fuck the living hell out of! Damn, the nasty things I do in the recesses of my mind. For some reason it feels THAT much kinkier when I'm sitting next to Joe Shmoe, or Jane Doe at the bakery, eating my little slice of heaven with a strong cup of coffee.

And the images flickering in my mind, are fingers sliding round the hardness of his shaft, or the hair I'm pulling at the back of his neck. Sometimes I have the dirtiest fantasies of fucking someone over the counter where they work. Right next to the cash register! For all to see - the beast with two backs, that just couldn't wait a moment longer!

Tell me your dirty secret, maybe I'll show you mine!

Milking til dry

2008-08-13T03:57:00.001-07:00

Had a live one tonight! I just love it when a boy calls up my Financial Domination line just itching to play Raise the Rate! I It started out innocently enough. Just $3.99/minute, which is a *bargain* these days! Not much to give up really, especially for My divine company eh? This loser actually requested permission to stroke! Good boy!

Next bumped him to $9.99/minute, and grrl lemMe tell ya - did he start whimpering! I could just FEEL the level of his excitement and anticipation elevate! We chatted a bit here and there, while I giggled and enjoyed every little minute of emptying this boy's sweet neverending wallet -

Next I ratchet it up to $13.99... then $19.99 a minute! Each time I'm milking several minutes, out of this increment and that... this tiny loser boy ends up paying $25/minute! I didn't even let him cum with Me! hehe.

Mistress is smiling!

Pussycats and Pedicures

2008-08-04T22:05:00.001-07:00

Dontcha just love the way skin turns so toasty warm and brown, when it gets enough attention from the sun? I’ve been busy this summer outside, and My shoulders show it! Makes Me feel so… sexy!

This week My pedicure color is hot pink, like bubble gum, and I’ve caught My self just looking at how luscious they look. Found these little flower leis you can wear around your ankles? Seems to make My feet look that much sexier! Kind of like the hula grrls in Hawaii…

Also bought a few pairs of sandals with bright beads and sexy slings. Definitely sends the boys for a second glance! Hehe! Went dancing with a few grrlfriends this weekend, and cut up the dance floor. There always seems to be at least ONE slutty girl in the group who goes rubbing her ass on anything that moves (and no, it wasn’t Me… this time! Haha)! This particular club came complete with a stripper pole. I’d venture up on it once in awhile. Noticed the other grrls and boys would hoot and holler, but I never did give them a clear glance at My naughty bits! Best to be enticing in dark places like this…

Lately the music that’s been making me practice my bellydance moves has been Poe, and the Pussycat Dolls. “Dontcha wish your girlfriend was HOT like Me…” Damn, that lead singer could make this Grrl do dirty things!

Crotch Rocket

2008-07-23T11:28:00.000-07:00

Tonight Mistress Lily is going for a long ride on.... *ahem*.... a big shiny motorbike! I love feeling the wind on my skin on those long rides in the country. It's best for someone else to maintain the bike and drive it, at least for Me! Let's me just lay back and enjoy the ride, throbbing crotchrocket and all!

There's something about motorcycles that is just too fucking sexy for words... I have to admit, when I look back at the lovers I've chosen, a majority of them either had *very* nice motorcycles (BMW, Goldwing, big ole Harly's), or were more the sporty types, with titanium racing cycles. Must be something about that forward motion that gets a Girl going!

Remind me to tell you about a few recent toys I've purchased!

$1.99 Vacation Special!

2008-07-17T19:06:00.000-07:00

A few of my slaves missed me quite a bit this past week, after I took my long little vacation! I've decided to lower my rate for a day or two, to thank those loyal sluts and give them a treat!

Act quickly, this special only lasts for, well, as long as I feel like! *giggle

You can take advantage (or be taken advantage OF! hehe) by calling Niteflirt at 1-800-TO-FLIRT, and any of these 4 extensions:

01781315

01781320

01781301

01912551

I'm so looking forward to your submissive gasps and moans -

Mistress Lily

Sunburn flesh

2008-07-15T06:41:00.000-07:00

Sunburn skin last week, is turning into this week's tan! I was just thinking about having a slave give me a good massage and rub down, exfoliate this Girl's goodies. Had a massage last week and enjoyed the feeling, leaves my skin so silky smooth...

I dug My toes in the sand for vacation recently, and had such a wonderful time! Love blowing my slave's hard earned dough on My own edification! Recently bought a few toys for Mistress' privacy, but that is for another time... (of course, on your dime, eh? hehe!)

Sun is rising, and this vampire Grrl is considering sleep. Maybe a good bath before I slumber..

Pedicures and secret scents...

2008-07-03T16:37:00.000-07:00

Mistress has been a bit in absentia lately, and I do feel bad for My little ones who crave a little Lily now and then! It's summertime and I'm enjoying it, pets!

I've been working a bit on My tan because I just love the way a little bronze will wake things up. Makes Me feel so... sexy when My skin is just a bit warmer looking! Was having a blast with friends this weekend, went to karaoke for a few good laughs. Damn, there are some stanky ass singers out there! As long as they're having fun I suppose. I'm intrigued by the conviction that some will have, as they get up on stage, sing their hearts out, even if singing on key is a distant memory ...

Just a note or two (dare I say a pun?) on choosing an appropriate song to sing at karaoke. People bomb so easily choosing a song that is either difficult to sing, or with a somber mood to it. You can never go wrong with a pop 80s tune. A few people actually got up and sang, "Afternoon Delight" while we were there. Probably inspired by that recent Anchorman movie with Will Farrell. Loved that scene at the end of the movie where everyone was running around with streamers and green fields, singing Afternoon Delight!!! hahah

Lately I've been toying with essential oils for a little scent when I'm out around town. I've been craving a little amber scented oil. Lately lavendar and grapefruit have been two favorites. Oh and had a wonderful deluxe pedicure yesterday, and My feet feel so smooth and sexy!! I'm logged in tonight, although the evening of the July 4th, I'll be out on the prowl with a few friends... I might sneak in for some phone time with subbies... kisses!

Sunshine and warm flesh

2008-06-15T21:34:00.000-07:00

Oh babycakes, Mistress had a fine day today! Was sunny out, and my mountain bike was primed and ready to take on the roads! Also had a date with a boy to jump into... He was quite sweet, if not a bit bookish. Kept thinking about how good he'd look on his knees in the corner... And when does Mistress spring the fact that she dominates men for a living, on a vanilla boy anyway? Hehe!!

Just love getting that fresh air and seeing so many lovelies out in their sun dresses. There are some very sweet pretty little women in this city. A few I'd just love to take a nibble of. Or perhaps a nipple? *giggle

I'll be logged into night on Alerts if you want to catch me - I tend to do that when I'm in the mood to talk with regular clients rather than opening up the cattle call for new ones too.... Kisses and ass slaps!

Friday fun

2008-06-06T21:27:00.001-07:00

Today's 4 mile run was particularly brutal - high winds and blustery rain off and on. Mistress always feels twice as tired when running in bad weather - all that clenching up you have to do just get through it!

A long hot shower and a little food later, and I'm feeling positively sublime. After a few chats with my minions this evening, I predict a long, languid bath also. I need to get a few lavendar scented bath oils. Have been craving amber and lavendar scents lately.

One of my long time regulars has decided that even though he previously had just a few perversions (you know, short penis humiliation, forced intoxication), he's decided to take the plunge and wear a set of big girl panties to the office! I've been trying to get his measurements these past few sessions, yet this little slave ends up getting a bit toasted a bit too quick. Finally got his hip measurements, and we'll be going to the big girl section for his little ass! hehe

Mind Fuck

2008-05-27T22:35:00.000-07:00

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Lucrative Obliteration

2008-05-18T01:23:00.000-07:00

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Suck suck SUCK!!

2008-05-17T01:25:00.000-07:00

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Love and Flowers

2008-05-12T05:40:00.000-07:00

Summer’s closing in on us fast sweeties! Rumor has it, this upcoming weekend is going to be hot as hell and a bit humid. Best get to digging out my skimpy sundresses and bikinis. Love my skin to have the warm brown tone...

Went to a few local shops today and enjoyed the weather. Looked at beautiful rose bushes with a fellow gardener, and did smell a rich faint rose with so many petals. This friend of mine is a rose enthusiast, has dozens of bushes in her back lot (ahem!).

I read a post from a psychic this weekend, mentioning the New Moon is the best time to say prayers for new love. She suggested setting up an altar, facing the East, with roses, candles and perhaps a bit of lavender. Envision pink (like sissy panties) expanding, filling your veins, surrounding you in love and the freshness of new skin.

I may get to this task this morning, just before dawn. Even Mistresses need a little love, n’est pas?

Art undone

2008-05-03T03:42:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we sacrifice small things, for the sake of the greater good. I took this into consideration while watching a film called Basquiat (1996) recently. The film is directed by Julian Schnabel, a famous artist in his own right. If you've seen Schnabel's art work, it has rather an angular, expressionistic slant, with a Pollock Picasso mix and feel.

Schnabel has directed 3 films thus far, the later being Before Night Falls, and The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. I've been impressed, and curiously got to digging around the internet, wondering what other Schnabel stones are left unturned. Through this, Basquiat found it's way into my little home.

The cast was enough to convince a girl - Benicio Del Toro, David Bowie, Dennis Hopper, Gary Oldman, Christopher Walken, Willem Dafoe, and Courtney Love. Talk about condensed... with that much charisma and skill in one flick, you'll get your money's worth. Jeffery Wright plays the lead character of Jean-Michel Basquiat. His skin is quirky, mood is introverted and slightly twitchy. Believable. Has an artist's affect down pat.

Art films can lean towards tedious, exercises in form over substance. If you've ever ventured a gallery show, or foreign film, maybe dabbled in cultural experiments out of curiosity or sheer boredom with your own predictable life... Sometimes the experiments work.

My favorite thing about this flick is the Wright's portrayal of Basquiat. Spending time with an artist, can cause us normal types deep awe and frustration. I'm reminded of Ed Harris as Pollock. You can see, feel the greatness in this person. Their social awkwardness and borderline autism make sense, because they see things we can't. Seems the price paid many times for walking the edge of sanity. You have to be this close to falling off the edge, to bring forth those voices. Tori Amos has said each song she writes, has it's own identity, outside of her. She's just the channel giving it wings.

I'd recommend this film on a few levels. There's alot of great acting. David Bowie as Worhol is spot on. You also get the feel we're viewing this high art world from someone who knows it intimately (Schnabel), and feels a sense of repulsion and attraction to it. Money and fame, yet shallow and utterly ridiculous in the same breath.

Not a touchy feely film, or one that you'll understand half the time. Sometimes the point is feeling discomfort, or not knowing. I'm glad we got acquainted, this Basquait film and I. Not a place I'd live, but definitely a place I'd visit.

Panty Alerts!

2008-04-27T05:24:00.000-07:00

I'm trying something a little different, and thought I'd let you knew about it!

Usually when I take a break from my Niteflirt Mistress phone line (for lunch, sleep, etc), I'll log completely out of Niteflirt, then log back in completely upon my return. You're used to that, yes? The little "CALL NOW" or "AWAY ARRANGE A CALL" buttons, we all know those!

Mistress figured it was time to catch up with the 21st century, and *now* I'm going to start using the "Alert me of Calls" option.

What does this mean?

It means if I'm just about finished with a snack, and you happen to call, I can talk with you, even if I'm not right at the phone! It essentially gives me the option of saying, "We know you're busy, although can you take the call now anyway?"

The Alerts On button just gives me a chance to chat with you if I'm in the middle of something, and can break away, without having my Ratings affected. See, if a Niteflirt speaker leaves her status at "CALL NOW" and she turns down a call, Niteflirt says, tsk tsk, and deducts 2 rating points.

ANYHOO - if you see this -->

Feel free to click on the button and call! Would hate to miss my little slavelettes when they need me. Granted, Mistress does have a social life! hehe

The weekend has been wonderful so far. Was just thinking about a pair of panties that went out this week to a slave of mine. Was his birthday after all! He said the perfume was intoxicating... And since the post office can be very strict about such things, it was only the perfume bought from a shop up north. I'm thinking about making him wear the pink thong undies to work, although he said they were a bit too small for him. Not sure why that would be a deterrent... I mean a snug fit can be good yes? hehe.