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.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Sky, moon, and you
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.
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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.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Local Low Down
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!
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!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
A Sale for Subs! $1.99 a minute!
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!!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Carnivale
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…
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…
Monday, June 29, 2009
Credit fucks and Savage Man
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
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
Monday, June 15, 2009
Nut crackers and gift cards
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
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
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