Kissing and Hair-pulling

I was at a “pre-2008″ holiday party on Friday night and we stayed up late waiting for midnight with sparklers in hand and glasses of wine and champagne.

 As usual, for me, the guys out numbered the girls and I still managed to show up without a date. This would be a great thing if any of my guy friends were at all “single and Hott” at the same time.  Instead, the count down continued and I sat on the back of a couch talking to “BDC”- Big Daddy Cooper. He is boring me silly with movie references from the 1980’s. Um, hello? I was there and I saw those movies and I remember all the facts I care to know about them!

 Anyway….

Midnight! I go to sip my glass (of Diet Coke – after all, I will be driving) but find my head jerking up instead and myself face to face with BDC. he grabs a fistfull of my hair and yanks – and then proceeds to slather cold slobber around my mouth – and his breath smells like a used horse stall.

I was in shock and my eyes were wide open. For the first time I noticed his  eyelids are a sickly brown – somewhere in my mind I become concerned for his liver health and worry about his kidneys. I tried to pull away – but the harder I try – the more likely it is that BDC is gonna make me a member of the Hair Club for Men. HE is NOT letting go of his death grip on my brown hair – hair that I spent an hour curling and styling I might add. 

Finally, he let me go and grinned like a proud papa. “You let me know when you want some more of that”, he says. I gulped and THEN realized I just gulped down a bucket of HIS spit… ewwwwww! Nasty! 

For the record, as a buddy, I love BDC. He does make me payfor myself when we hang out (I get no Ovary Discount from him) -but that is okay because it confirms out “Just Buddy” status. He now has “Buddy With Black Eye” status and  I don’t think he is enjoying that much! And, he does have some sexy things going for him… Once I left a bath towel on his bathroom floor (right after complaining that the man learn to aim when he peed – no one likes to see “Old Pee Jello” congealed in from of the throne!) and he pulled me into his room, put me across his knees and literally SPANKED me with a coat hanger until it broke (cheap plastic hanger! ) all the while cursing in that sexy voice of his. He is also fond of calling me when I am down and blue and when I answer the phone I hear “Who’s Daddy’s dirty  whore”. I gotta tell you – I love that! (My response, by the way – in case anyone whom I would become a whore for is reading this- is always “I don’t know, but did she get the penicillin shot yet?”)

It is one thing to ceremonially kiss someone on the cheek, peck them on the lips, or my FAVORITE kiss them on the for-head – it’s another to have a mack session with an unwilling partner.

More importantly – DON’T pull a girl’s hair unless you know what you are doing.

Step one:

Slide your hand up her skull from the base of her neck upwards

step two:

pull hand about 2 inch from scalp and splay fingers

step three:

close hand so that fingers have hair in their grip and tug firmly but not hard.

From this position – you have absolute control of the girl and she may just have gone weak in the knees.

If her hair is elaborately done or you think she may have tangles – you can grasp her hair from over the hairdo as a substitute.

(note to readers- this is why I brush my hair 2x a day!)

sweet bondage and a short attention span

He was hott and naked and tied to my bed.
YUMMY. No, not yummy enough, I went to the kitchen and found the plastic bear shaped honey container. “Watch me”, I commanded and held the bear three feet over him so he could see the golden flow drip, drop, and drizzle over him. I wanted him to see it, feel it, and smell it – the sticky clinging sweet goo I dropped on him from his neck to knees. Then I blindfolded him and left the room to return the honey to it’s shelf. DING Dong! The doorbell.

I answered it and my neighbor was on the stoop. we talked for a few minutes , until I had to scratch my nse and smelled….honey.

Oh Gawd, DC is still naked, tied up, and covred in melty sticky honey!

I told the neighbor I had someone/ I mean something marinating and walked back to the room. How pissed was he going to be?

Not at all. he was lying just as I’d left him except now he was erect. I jingles his handcuffs a little before I bent over to lick his nipple, scooping the honey with the tip of my tongue. Some of it welled in his navel and I drank it out before placing his hot cock that was melting the yellow glaze in my mouth and drinking him too.

When I was done, he was still plenty sticky but I made him put on his USC sweats and take me to dinner. I kept sticking his fingers in my mouth and catching that sweet drift…of honey.

Work in a Dungeon . . . if only I could wear high heels!

POSITIONS AVAILABLE:

Mistress/sub/switch Monday-Friday day time No experience necessary, but preferred. Training and apprenticeships available. Experience and wardrobe A+. Must have at least matching bra/panty set w/garter belt & stocking with high heels. Shoes must have a stiletto heel – no clunky platforms. Must be over 22 and able to provide proof of age and identity. We do no offer any kind of sex or full service.

Phone booker – Monday-Friday days

Must have at least 2 years solid experience booking adult phones. Escort phone experience okay, but must have at least some knowledge of fetish. We can teach you the rest. Must be 25+, responsible, be able to multi-task and work well under presure, with a great sales pitch, customer service/people skills, patience, understanding, good match making abilities and able to manage artistic people and temperaments as well as present well in person.

To apply call 323 465 8900 and ask for Andrew.

Model/Actresses – Per assignment.

We shoot 2X a month, sometimes more. Dommes must be very experienced, with their own fetish wardrobe. Submissve female must be able to take a pretty heavy scene. No Prima Donnas and you must take pride in what you do. We care very much about the final product and you must too. If you’re looking for a quick buck, to get in and out as fast as possible, keep cruising Craigslist. We consider what we do an art and are looking to work with other Artists.

To apply, contact the Head Mistress at MssTara8@aol.com sending as many pics as possible, previous experience, special talents and fields of expertise. We shoot very extreme content that is very tastefully done and with good production values. We do both pay and trade shoots. Trade models, we can show you our sample and references upon request once we know you are real too.

We are looking for FEMALE models only. We do sometime use males, but there is absolutely NO PAY for males. This is a Female owned and operated organization based on the principles of Female Supremacy and we consider it inappropriate for a male to profit from Women. So only apply of you are submissive and just happy for the opportunity to serve.

All applicants must be at least over 21 and able to show proof of age and identity.

Free Kisses? Always SEXY!

I own this shirt… bad shirt to wear around drunk men unless you have chapstick!

More of the SEXualization of women

Tom Lykis is right…he usually is. Young women today do not see themselves as feminists. Their role models are Paris Hilton and Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan – super sexed up women who end up in the press all the time for…being sexy.

Tom’s point was that this is a good thing because it makes more women available to become fodder for the sexual appetites and gratification of men. If you are a man, or a sex driven female – that may be a good thing. For the rest of us this is a depressing limitation of our abilities and social roles.

 I miss Mother Theresa. There was nothing sexy about that broad and yet everyone knew her name, respected her and loved her. We also knew what she stood for and who she was as a person.

Quick! What political party do the Thongless Tripletts belong to? Too hard? Okay, tell me about the world views of any one of them?

What are their career goals?

What do they hope to accomplish in this life?

Are they working on having the life they want to grow old in?

Can they hold their own in a conversation?

Will they survive alone in the world?

I want to see a “Simple Life” where the Thongless Tripletts go to Calcutta or have to work with Feed the Children for a month.

I want Sophia Loren to be the role model for today’s young women. Yes, she was hot and sexy – you could fry an egg on her body because she was soo hott! Yes, she had a broader world view and donated more to our culture than excellent cleavage and the ability to entertain.

I wonder if the lack of positive, beautiful, sexy, and useful females in our society and on the news and in magazines is a reflection of the few and far between heroins of children’s literature? I can only think of seven inspiring and entertaining main characters.

• Pippi Longstocking (my personal favorite!)
• Jo March (Little Women)
• Scout (To kill al mockingbird) 
• Nancy Drew
• Amelia Bedilia (Not sexy, but golly she tried to be useful!)
• Holly Hobbie
•  Heidi (also not sexy but she had a mission to help out her Grandfather and a crippled girl)

These are the entertaining and inspirational female characters that are focal points in girl’s books. Thankfully Harry Potter has Hermione – but she is just a supporting player. Without them, we would be surrounded by the Kanga’s of Winnie the Pooh (motherly and all together boring) or whining women in waiting. I like Judy Blume, but only “Wifey”was remotely sexy – the rest of her characters whined. My head will pop off if I have to read another Beezus and Romona episode.

Now, before you start off on the “Sweet Valley High” girls and Jayne Eyere or the Pride and Prejudice characters – I would like to point out that those characters are all about getting the manand the MRS degree. Girls might as well read Barbara Cartland novels and get the same message in 200 pages or less with better bedroom scenes.

Girls and women today don’t know that Feminism and Femininity are not oil and water concepts. Think: Elle of Legally Blond. You could be both sexy and successful without being trampish. Don’t demand special privileges of the “protected sex” without doling out the same. Ladies: fix your camel toe and hold a door open, invite a man out and pay for the meal, write legislation and support the laws on issues you believe in, volunteer in your community, take the lead or a stand! No one said you can’t lead a rally march in a string bikini! You can wear a low cut blouse and a push up bra and stilettos to the neighborhood watch. You can fight fires with lacy underpants under the yellow suit. You can wear a garter-belt and silk stockings under a judges robes. We can wear mascara to peace marches. We can go to polling booths in miniskirts. We can fight crime in curled hair and legs smoothed by Nair. We can participate in flash Fridays on our way home from work.

Socially responsible and successful does not mean we can not be sexy! Being successful self assured women does not mean we are not also sexual assured and active.

Please, tell me your thoughts! 

What are your thoughts?

breast fed

They say Breast is best…. could they tell me why I have over large breasts when I have no one who needs to be fed by them?<br>Also, why does my birthmark look so dark in this oucture… no more black and white shots for me.

Sometimes I like a little D/s… sometimes I HATE the way losers play in it:

#1) A submissive is not a doormat. Don’t expect me to do whatever you say when we are not in the bedroom. No I won’t clean up your apartment, no I won’t wake up at three am to fuck you, and no I will not leave work early because you can’t just jack off like everyone else does. Listen, I am totally turned on when you order me around in the bedroom, it’s totally hot. However, it is annoying in my vanilla life, I am just as busy as you are, so lay off. If I wanted that kind of subservience I would move to Saudi Arabia.

#2) Sending me an email saying you’re a Dom, doesn’t make you my Master. Seriously, if I sent you an email claiming I was a cardiologist would you let me give you an angioplasty? I am just as protective of my snatch as you are of heart. When I get an email from you immediately giving me an order to take down my ad, send you a nude picture, etc, I show it to my roommate and we laugh at what an asshole you are. My lack of reply should be an indication to you of how well this strategy works. It’s even better when you send me a second even more demanding email. Christ dumb ass, it’s not working, try something else. Try slowing down, would it really kill you to have a cup of coffee to get to know me a little first.

#3) No, your friend cannot watch or join us. I don’t know your friend, and I don’t want to fuck him.

#4) NSA means NSA. I am not looking for a husband. If I were I would be married by now. If I meet you on Casual Encounters, it probably means I am not going to move in with you. Again, I have a life too. Having said that, if you would like to see me again, just ask. I might say yes if the sex was fun. Don’t send me creepy emails asking how I’m doing and don’t drive by my house seeing if I’m home. This kind of behavior makes me think I should call the sheriff to see if your address has been updated in the offender registry. Oh, and Brian, stop sending me text messages. You were a lousy lay, and you cell phone has a virus, which fucks up my phone every time you send me one of your inane messages. Go the fuck away.

#5) Don’t expect me to suck your cock without any reciprocation. No fun for my pussy means no second date for you, period. Submissives like oral sex too. Don’t get me wrong, I love sucking cock, but it is not enough to keep me interested in you for more than twenty minutes. Additionally, if I have sucked your cock for half an hour and you still refuse to cum I am throwing you out of my apartment. I don’t care if you still have a raging boner, my gay neighbor will get to enjoy watching you struggle to unlock your car with a hard on.

#6) Seriously, your friend cannot watch.

#7) Yes, we have to meet in public the first time. Also, no I won’t come to your apartment, never having met you and put on a blindfold without seeing you first. I also will not get into your car with you and let you drive me some place I’ve never been before. Safety clown says those are bad ideas. I like being tied up and fucked. I do not like being tied up, fucked, injected with drain cleaner, and strangled. I don’t know you, and you haven’t gained my trust. And yes, I want your real name, address, and phone number. I will give it to my roommate so he can check up on me if I don’t come home in time. This is common sense, and if you are a real Dom you will always put our safety first. If you don’t want to tell me your name you are hiding something and I don’t want to deal with you.

#8) Married guys, get fucking lost. Cheating on your wife leads me to believe you are a despicable piece of shit, don’t email me. Put a little effort into your marriage or get divorced asshat.

#9) Under no circumstances will I do the We/we, D/s bullshit while we IM. I/it I/is I/inane.

#10) Enough pictures of your cocks already! Again, I just show these to my roommate for our amusement (and he’s a queer). Bonus points to all you gentlemen who send me a penis pic when you have a really small cock. Sometimes honesty is not the best policy.

#11) Again, your friend cannot watch. Who is that guy anyway? Wasn’t he in Deliverance?

#12) You may not call me bitch, slut, or whore outside the bedroom. If you do, don’t be surprised if I go nuclear on your ass. I have a name, use it. If not I might be forced to refer to you as daddy in public.

#13) If you don’t respect and like women, don’t email me. If you hate women and want a blowjob, I can hook you up with my gay roommate.

#14) If I spend two hours getting ready for our playdate I expect you to put a little effort in to getting ready as well. At least shower, no one likes that musty ball smell.

Listen, I am a nice, smart woman who just happens to like a little spanking and bondage. I am sure most of you are nice men who like the same things. I’m sure we can work this out. Post these guidelines by your computer before you answer the next ad and I’m sure it will work out for you. Happy hunting you naughty bastard.

Dating websites

Where do you go when you are “looking for love in all the wrong places”?

Well, since I live in the city that has some kind of ban against letting good looking men across the city limits… I have to look somewhere else.

Should I look at work? HELL NO! I am a therapist / counselor / social worker. If I see you at work, then one of 3 things has happened -

1. you are a loser with a low paying job worse than mine (Thanks for the trust fund Daddy so I can work out my hobby)
2. you have an actual PhD, so you should be able to see through my cool, calm exterior to the kinky fiend that lies beneath
3. you are a client so you are homeless, and a parent, and definitely in need of psychiatric or addictive therapy.

i am sure you don’t understand why I won’t date you, but let’s just call it professional courtesy and leave it alone at that.

My friends are married to losers or dating the Club Boys, I already don’t trust their tastes so NO THANK YOU for the set up offers.

That only leaves the Internet.

• Match.com,
• ALT.com,
•  Sugardaddyforme.com,
• wealthymen.com,
• bigchurch.com,
• Craigslist.com,
• aff.com,
• eharmony,
•  yahoo personals

 - I have known you all.   You SUCK. You are invested with married men, and men who mistakenly think I am shopping for a brand new penis so you have put your wares on display. (and for goodness sake, if your wang is only 3 inches – DON”T take pictures of it. They lied when they said the camera ads 10 pounds).

So tell me, where do you shop for love?

Should you be friends with a former lover?

Hmmmm….

Me? I am a little loud and emotional and don’t just burn my bridges, I commit emotional arson. I yell and cry and make men cry too. I guess that is like my latent talent, I make men cry.

Now, while this is really handy when I am blackmailing Steve, it is a little disturbing to havbe a giant hunk of a man (that I was thinking about diving to my knees in front of for an extended period of time) turn in to a giant hairy blubbering ball before my eyes! Also, it means that when I do finally dump his ass, I have to make damned good and sure that he cries or else I will feel unimportant!

At any rate, now that you are sure I am evil – I am to relationships as Bin Ladin is to world peace – I have a point to make. If I liked someone enough to feel for them emotionally and STILL get naked with them (face it, a fast furious one night blind f*ck is fine and terrific but it takes effort to get nakey nakey with someone you have to see all the time), why would I give that up just because I don’t want to be all romantic and stuff?

I am a greedy bitch and I keep my men. I keep them as friends, I know any wives subsequent to our dating, I get Christmas cards and presents. I love that because I love them.

It is a little uncalled for to be walking around Burbank on a cell phone and have an ex remark about the happiness of subsequent lovers over his oral sex giving skills. I mean, DUH, I KNOW you give good head, you have given it to me time and again and sometimes I stay up nights wondering if it was real or a crazy porno sexual false memory implanted by aleins to drive me nuts! But, I can’t say that.

Seriously, what do you think?

Dating mix’n'match

Here I am in Burbank California with one of the greatest men I know… I mean, do You know anyone else whose butt has won trophies? He is bright and smart and most of all kind. It kills me that he is single.

Here I should tell you that awesome as the Cowboy is, I am only sexually attracted to his voice. If any man with THAT voice did phone sex , I would be broke in a New York Minute. It has depth and reonance and ranges across the acceptable man pitches. And yet, I would personally die of awkwardness if I ever heard him say “panties”, or “penis”, or “this weekend I went to a group sex session at Cal Tech, who knew geeks could be soo sexy?”.

I have a gang of single girlfriends, and at least a few of them have never dated someone as awesome as The Cowboy. How do I fix them up?

The thing is, I have seen all my girlfriends naked, so is it cheating to tell him which ones really have good bodies and which ones keep up appearances via control top pantyhose?

Also, I know (NOT FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE) that this man is freaky deeky in the bedroom. As I write this, it suddenly occures to me that I am really really close to his bedroom and I don.t know that I could hang here if I knew one of my friends had been tied up and spanked in there!

Alas, the good guys are always single. I chose to believe that is why I am too!