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...
Showing posts with label female supremacy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label female supremacy. Show all posts
Friday, September 11, 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!
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
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Perverted girls that bend over boys...
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!
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!
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