The last week of December has been a bit hectic for me. Live sessions, new furniture, holidays, errands, emails a random sick day and blogs galore. I know I’ve had to turn down a good number of people who tried to come in to see me before the end of the year, but sadly I just couldn’t stretch myself any further or add more hours to the day. I really don’t like when I have to pass on a session – I wonder what kind of devious fun I could…
Month: December 2010
Bad Boys…
Warning: I initially wrote this out of anger, it needed to be said and more importantly, it needed to be read by those of you who are new to seeing me. The funny thing is that I realize MOST people who are guilty of these offenses described below are not blog readers – their eyes will probably never fall across this rant. It’s also a little funny reading it back to myself – I simply can’t believe some boys act this way. We are all grown human adults, it’s ridiculous! I feel like a…
Victoria loves whips…
and boys who can handle them…. Breaking in a 9 ft bullship makes me smile.
Update on my Porn Star!
So sadly before our little game could even get kicked off, I was emailed by my darling blackmail slut that our interaction would have to be put on hold for a couple of weeks. Personal life had taken a turn on his side he would be legitimately unable to fulfill my demands right away. I didn’t pry, but since this was to be an interactive game – you all deserve to know. The thing is, I had horrible plans for this boy, but he pulled out the “real life” card so his halt…
Military Man….
I’ve been an Interrogator for as long as I can remember. I distinctly recall sn incident when I was a small child, I tied my neighbor to a plastic lawn chair with two jump ropes. I decided the only logical way to find out of he “like-liked” me was to question him – like this. My little-girl logic was that if I simply asked him, he could lie, but if I was tickling him while he was inescapably bound to plastic garden furniture, he would have to tell me the truth. Sure, why not. Also, if I…
He dangles on MY string…
Let’s me first say that I proceed with the full consent of the individual involved in this situation. He is well aware of my plans and intentions – mutually we proceed with a very thrilling, scary and invigorating game of cat and mouse. This is called “Project Blackmail” and this is “porn star”. That name was chosen simply from the numerous videos/photos I took of him in our session. He was dressed in a variety of sissifying costumes and made to do some very intriguing things for me to capture…
Let’s not over think this…
“Mistress, why do you think I like ______”. This questions hits me all to often. It’s usually after I’ve finally gotten a nervous submissive to confesses his darkest desires or when we are shamelessly and unabashedly acting out whatever things they’ve held back from in their vanilla lives. Their minds begin to drift off and they inevitably ask me that cringe inducing question of “why”. Of course, there’s certainly a comfort in being able to focus on a definable moment in the past and say THIS is where my fetish began. It’s comfortable because there’s…
Shoe Whore!!!!
Note: This is an older posting, but I was doing a bit of shoe shopping this morning and I decided that now would be a good time to bump this to the top. I’m really in the mood for a good foot massage this week! Take a look stiletto slaves – get a good look at this line up of gorgeous shoes….you may very well just see me wearing a few of these during your next appointment!!! I’ve spent a very gratifying morning adding this lovely group to my amazon…
Tis the Season
Now that the holidays are upon us, I will keep my website updated very closely with my calendar of availability. I did want to make a formal announcement that the holidays really won’t affect my normal weekly schedule, so feel free to come in and let me manipulate the seasonal stress right out of you! I will continue to be available M-F 9am-Midnight, with the exception of Friday the 24th and Friday the 31st – both days I will only be available from 9am-9pm. This is the only deviation from my typical…
I can’t roll my eyes any harder!
“Why can’t you just dominate meeee?”, he whined sharply into the phone. My teeth clenched, mercifully holding back my natural sharp tongued response. I wanted to slap him, a grown man having a hissy fit because he was being told NO. In my head I fondly recalled such tantrums being thrown right in front of me by some of my adult babies. Their diapers rustling as their faces turned red at the thought of being turned down by an unflinchingly stern mommie….but my adult babies had more grace and tact than this…