My secret place of depravity and joy, Dominance, submission, and so many things, just for you! BDSM, tease and denial, with Mistress Lily forcing you into so many things...
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Blathering boys; Laces of grace
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….
Thursday, September 23, 2010
"I wanna do bad things with you... "
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.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Labored LUST!

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!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Draping Twilight
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.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Mama's got a brand new bag... or BOX
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….
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Windows open

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…
Friday, July 2, 2010
Lily's throwing a SALE! slaves!
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