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

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!

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

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

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

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!

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

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!