So warm deep down, with you

I’m so lucky to make My way, guiding the submissive, soothing the soft underbelly of men.

And how have you been, My sweet sweet one…

What is Mistress mulling over tonight? Strapon porn. Of course.

Ah, the hunt for erotica with a hung hottie and a bent over boy, ready to drive her intention, right down deep in the bulls eye. What intrigues Me, which is a rare thing to find, is FemDomme pornography, from a woman’s perspective (as 90% of porn is made by men, for men) with men that are actually attractive. Don’t get Me going on how RARE it is to find GOOD FemDomme strapon porn. I can only think of 1 or maybe 2, that worked for Me. Where both fuckers (or more!) were arousing, and knew what they were doing. Where they loved each other, wanted each other, beyond the film and scene. Although, I’m betting of the two of us, *you* might spend a little more time, hunting for juicy bits of pornographic vids, the ones that make your male member stiff in its upright and locked position!

Perhaps we can use it as a flotation device later….

*giggle*

That reminds Me, it’s been far too long since I’ve flown much of anywhere. Back in My Fortune 100 working world days, I had to fly for work sometimes, using this big brain of mine to set up networks, install software, upgrade hardware (oh, just a CPU or memory stick will do). At that time I was younger, a little naive I think.

This was before I spent a few years, talking to men on the phone, like you. How many business men are in their motels, away from their home life, staying someplace strange, and aching to bite into their forbidden lusts... It nearly feels like an affair when we’re on the phone, well, other than it’s *you* who’ve usually made the commitments you graze up against.

Filthy business, that mind of yours. We walk down that path together, when you’re brave, and you ring Me. And tonight, I linger, wondering if the man I need right now on the line, is you.

"Don't pick up the phone again." Unless... you're calling Ms. Lily!

Hello out there. The curious, the bored, the horny, the kinky...

Mistress has been percolating on a few recent tidbits! And yes, watching Mad Men of late. I've been a big fan for a few seasons now, and find the acting, the design, the writing... ah, yummy. Lots of eye candy too...

A recent Season 6 episode, "Man with a Plan" shares many stories, although I found Don exploring his domination fantasies with Sylvia, particularly fascinating. BDSM is rarely explored with a sympathetic voice in mainstream media, with sincerity, where tension and erotica can be tasted, felt. Sometimes our kinky desires get shuffled to the back channels, the premiums we have to pay extra for. I know you've been scurrying around the internet late at night, trying to sniff out something real.

Check out this Mad Men episode, and consider whether you'd rather be Don, or Silvia.

I've been craving deep drum rhythms, although you know Me. I love dancing, hunting out a good dance floor with fast yoga bodies that know how to move. Any hot spots you can think of?

I'm sure we can find somewhere warm, and burrow to the sizzling hot...

Hello again

Alas, pets, it has been a spell since I wandered to this blog. I've wondered how many of My slaves come to this place, and read through the thoughts of Mistress. I thought I might drop a note here, see if it strikes a spark.

I am very ready for the warm rays of summer to bring on the fun! Exercise inside is such a bore, and I like watching others as they get their groove on too, out in the weather. Lately I've been lighting a few candles, turning up the music and cutting loose, right here in My living room. In the recent past, I had a lover who loved to sit on the couch and watch me as I did step aerobics. Afterwards of course, he shared his approval of My work, in many ways... *giggle

I do so love listening to your secrets. You bring Me satisfaction. Our talk pays My bills, and fills My mind with images and curiosity.

And alas, a workout awaits. I've been dragging a little this week, and am one workout short of my weekly standard. Wish Me luck!

Leading you down the dark path

I hate to admit it, but yes, summer is coming to an end, and I feel a little sad for it. Mistress likes to keep the instrument of your destruction, My body, in shape and ready to pounce! I complain about finding a sweet time to run in sunny weather (lately, the early morning hours between 6 a.m. and 8 a.m. are best). Yet, sometimes the satisfaction that bright warm sun offers skin… ooh it’s tasty!

Shout out to My Amazon wishlist slave for so many things. My running shoes (a new set this season!), my fancy workout watch, the MP3 player... these are the gifts that can keep on giving! I have been longing for better lingerie selection on Amazon. Silk stockings, something from La Perla, Secrets in Lace… I feel close when I have something on My skin, from you...

I’ve been considering the sweaty fetish of wrestling, grappling and the like. Something primal and strong about it… I’m craving a shiny spandex singlet to wrap My curves in, while I think about taking a man like yourself, down a notch or two! Those running skirts seem sexy too. So short and soft, and easy to look up, from a kneeling position… (laugh). Go Pearl Izumi!

I took a man to a dark place recently. He’d been forced to take the business end of things, when still a new man (over 18 years old, of course). He wanted to go back there, to confront and to heal, to embrace that darkness…

I took his hand, and lead him down the deep path. His tears were sweet, and real. I dare say I lit up when I forced him to take it, again...

Nipples

Ooh that summer sun is turning my skin nice and tan, and I’m liking the look of that!

I have to admit, I’ve always had a thing for tan lines. One thing I find arousing – when a woman’s tan, and her nipples, are the same shade, or her skin is darker tan than her nips. I love seeing the milky white skin around the nipple, then the dark bronze rest of it. Something about, seeing what should be covered, and seeing the lines, excites Me.

But I digress… *giggle*

There’s a boy I’m getting to know, who’s tall, lean, furry and sexy as hell. We’re considering a little more down the road, wondering if we might like the scratch and sniff of each other. He’s a pretty little thing. Might have to take him home…

No worries, I’ll leave a little time for you, though. Promise!

Today, Lust wins

Today was warmer, and the sun lulled Me out of My cocoon. I’ve been exercising more this past week, and enjoy My body responding to the change. The strength that fills you. I love working My body.

While walking across a long pathway near forest, I cast a glance at soccer players, running in the distance. This team looked to be fresh out of high school, of legal age, most not any older than 21, if I were guessing. A few were shirtless. One in particular, while short, was muscular, furry, and a messy head of hair.

And today was the day. That rare day when I’m a little lonely, and haven’t been touched in a few many moons. I was slightly warm, sweaty, My body alive and… I had thoughts.

Somehow, walking across the sports fields, making eye contact with this young one. Wrapping My hand around his naked bicep, whispering in his ear, “Come with Me into the forest. I have a need, and you’re the lucky one today.”

I hunted it further. Bringing him under tall trees, and so many vines, plants, fallen tree trunks, and earthy dens. Pushing him down, opening his pants, and taking what is Mine.

What fantasies do you harbor? You’re welcome to call Me, pay for My time, while I undress them into knowing…

Feedback to savor

Had a nice long chat with a returning caller tonight, which was lovely. He left the following feedback for Me, and I smiled - "Her ability to level you with withering abject humiliation is exquisite!"

Yes...