I'm a very days early, forgive me, but I am back in town and ready to wish you all a very happy, very kinky 2011. I have a number of goals for this coming year, ranging from the vanilla to the decadent. I'd like to read more, travel more, drink more good wines, the typical resolutions. I'd also like to cane more bare asses, find more little sluts I can fig, and take my roleplays to the extreme.
In 2011, it will be the year of no limits for me. I am hungry for experience and I have been restrained in the past few months. My appetites will control you.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Slave Thanksgiving
I do hope you all had a lovely holiday with time to reflect on all the things you are thankful for. I know I am most certainly thankful for all of the experiences I am able to have pursuing my deviant amusements. Sometimes I imagine how much I would enjoy throwing the Slave Thanksgiving: several of you in your nicest panties and stockings, in aprons, cooking and cleaning, serving my friends and me. At the end of the meal, if I am pleased, you may have some of my special wine and lie at my feet.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Musings on travel and a fair warning.
Expect some changes to my site, including some lovely new photographs for all you submissive deviants to enjoy.
As you know, I was traveling for most of July. It was absolutely wonderful. I had a lovely time. I love to travel and I especially love to go exploring on my own. While I enjoy meeting up with friends, I find traveling alone to be extremely rewarding. I learn something new about myself each time I go.
Who knows? One of these days, I may pack all of my toys and corsets up, and just never come back. The idea is always, always tempting to me. I could easily learn to say "Kneel!" or "Open your mouth!" or "Swallow!" in other languages than my native English.
As you know, I was traveling for most of July. It was absolutely wonderful. I had a lovely time. I love to travel and I especially love to go exploring on my own. While I enjoy meeting up with friends, I find traveling alone to be extremely rewarding. I learn something new about myself each time I go.
Who knows? One of these days, I may pack all of my toys and corsets up, and just never come back. The idea is always, always tempting to me. I could easily learn to say "Kneel!" or "Open your mouth!" or "Swallow!" in other languages than my native English.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Another year wiser.
Hello, lovely sluts. As you should know, my birthday is approaching again. I take genuine relish in birthdays because I find the time to reflect on the ways in which I have grown in the preceding year to be very enjoyable. It has been a tremendous year, this past year, continuing to grow in my art and to have many pleasurable moments crafting ideal slaves out of applicants.
Celebrate my birthday Valentine-style: high heels, silky stockings, the delightful crack of the crop on bare flesh, and just absolutely begging to be drenched in my golden effusion.
Celebrate my birthday Valentine-style: high heels, silky stockings, the delightful crack of the crop on bare flesh, and just absolutely begging to be drenched in my golden effusion.
Friday, April 23, 2010
The simple things
I'm a woman who loves excess. Give me a customized-to-my-exaggerated-curves satin corset, fine silk stockings clipped into garters, and sky-high black leather stilettos. Or to-the-knee leather boots and body-hugging latex.
I'll craft a detailed service scene. Why, yes, you may brew me the perfect cup of tea, serve me sushi exactly the way I demand it, and painstakingly shave my legs. I'll set the stage with the perfect role play, down to writing an expense report if we are playing that you are my subordinate.
I've always enjoyed excess and extremes. The same compulsion that propels me to travel the globe also compels me to groom ideal slaves, torment pain sluts, and demand attentive worship.
But there's always pleasure to be gleaned from the simple things. I am always amazed at how much I enjoy a thorough spanking. Each time I redden a slave's ass with my bare hand, it's like I'm giving my first spanking all over again. That beautiful sound of my hand on skin. The slow, developing color. The way I can make anyone melt under my control with the right rhythm and caress. I will always enjoy excess, elaborate play of all kinds, but I will always take joy in the simple things.
I'll craft a detailed service scene. Why, yes, you may brew me the perfect cup of tea, serve me sushi exactly the way I demand it, and painstakingly shave my legs. I'll set the stage with the perfect role play, down to writing an expense report if we are playing that you are my subordinate.
I've always enjoyed excess and extremes. The same compulsion that propels me to travel the globe also compels me to groom ideal slaves, torment pain sluts, and demand attentive worship.
But there's always pleasure to be gleaned from the simple things. I am always amazed at how much I enjoy a thorough spanking. Each time I redden a slave's ass with my bare hand, it's like I'm giving my first spanking all over again. That beautiful sound of my hand on skin. The slow, developing color. The way I can make anyone melt under my control with the right rhythm and caress. I will always enjoy excess, elaborate play of all kinds, but I will always take joy in the simple things.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Attention first-time submissives.
From time to time, I get a request to session with me in the context of a session with another Dominant man or woman. In these instances, I do certainly enjoy playing with my friends. (The more the merrier, yes?) However, if I have never met you before, this is absolutely not an option. I do not know your temperament and style in session. I cannot justify this as a safe, sane, and consensual Professional without an introductory session with me alone.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Happy Valentine's Day
Today is Valentine's Day formally, although I consider every day my day. You could celebrate in the usual manners (chocolates, wine, romantic music), or you could celebrate by imaging groveling at my feet as you suck on my toes. I laugh and spit unto my feet for you. That would be a fitting way to celebrate.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Winter
It’s winter again in the city. Of course, it has been for some time. Some of you darling slaves of mine know my unusual proclivity towards the city in winter. There hasn’t been enough snow for me yet this year, though, but when there is, I love the way the cold and snow envelop the streets.
I’m a native Midwesterner and I’ve traveled to many parts of the world. I’ve found that there is a strange quality toward Midwesterners and our winters that is only paralleled by others in climates that are unpredictable in the winter. We see it coming in the fall. We bundle up. We put on our gloves and our thick coats and hug our shoulders to our ears. We bear it. And in the spring, we have a smug sense of accomplishment. I think that’s what it is I love about winter as well. A sense of toughness, of getting through it. We have withstood yet again.
There is a strange, chaotic kind of beauty about a city in winter. It is a beauty that few appreciate. Savagery. There is grace in harshness.
I’m a native Midwesterner and I’ve traveled to many parts of the world. I’ve found that there is a strange quality toward Midwesterners and our winters that is only paralleled by others in climates that are unpredictable in the winter. We see it coming in the fall. We bundle up. We put on our gloves and our thick coats and hug our shoulders to our ears. We bear it. And in the spring, we have a smug sense of accomplishment. I think that’s what it is I love about winter as well. A sense of toughness, of getting through it. We have withstood yet again.
There is a strange, chaotic kind of beauty about a city in winter. It is a beauty that few appreciate. Savagery. There is grace in harshness.
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