Mistress At The Movies

The Last Airbender

My husband and daughter are huge fans of the cartoon Avatar: The Last Airbender so naturally they were climbing the walls to see the M. Night Shamalan live action version that hit the big screen. I finally took them to see it last night. I will admit that I was a little excited to see this as well. I watched the cartoon a fair few times and out of all the anime style cartoons I have been forced to watch over the years I enjoyed Airbender quite a lot. So off we went prepared for M. Night to pull his switch.

Over all the look of the movie was very good. M. Night succeeded in making an epic style movie. Beautifully rendered scenery and cgi. Ong, the Last Airbender was fairly cute and did a decent job of showing his turmoil. The rest… well, they did alright as well. Over all the movie was alright in My opinion. It might have even been good had there not been a conspicuous lack of Chinese leads. This is a story that is based out of China. They are named Chinese names. They read and write Chinese. They dress in the Chinese style. So why was I up to My eyes in white kids? Expect of course for the Fire Nation which seemed to be mainly Indian. What the heck would have been wrong with having at least one of the characters resemble what they looked like in the cartoon? It became distracting. Especially during the fight scenes where all of the extras were some sort of Asian, and then peppered throughout were the white leads.

Ugh.

Not a bad flick by any means. And if you can get past the white washing then you may have a good time watching this. It’s a huge world that M. Night has managed to put together. He even managed to make it believable.

Sub Report

I have been in contact with My sub overseas. He is adjusting to the new life he will be leading rather well. Though he is anxious to get started. The last time I spoke with him he was basically in holding awaiting assignments. He is not one who likes inactivity so he was basically gnawing at the bit. However all too soon I am sure he will be all too busy. At the store today Jason bought Me a version of Alice in Wonderland that I loved as a kid. It remains My favorite version. It is campy and has a high cheese factor but it is fantastic! Red Buttons as the White Rabbit. Sammy Davis Jr as the Caterpillar. Lovely! As chance would have it this is also My sub’s favorite version of Alice. When he arrives back safely I think that I will watch it with him.

I have dismissed My paysub. For those of you who have heard Me talk about him this will come as no surprise. Though in the past weeks he has been trying much harder to abide by the protocol I have laid down W/we recently came to an impasse. The situation basically boiled down to 2 things. Trust and Respect. I don’t possess the first in regard to him and he does not posses the second in regard to Me. Recently he went on vacation. At no point during the weeks leading up to this vacation did he mention that this would be a private vacation with only his girlfriend. “His girlfriend?” I hear you ask. “But I thought you were done with those who have wives, gfs, husbands, bfs, significant others or are overly fond of their pets!” Well I am. However when I agreed to begin training the paysub he told Me only that there was a girl that he saw occasionally. It wasn’t anything serious. They just saw each other whenever they were both free. Not that often in any case, he promised Me. I took him at his word. 2 weeks in he reveals that this girl that he sees occasionally is actually his girlfriend and they have a scheduled weekly date. Then later it comes out that they have been seeing each other for a year or so. That is a deal breaker for Me because I don’t approve of keeping secrets from significant others. However as I don’t consider the paysub a real D/s I let it slide. So when he told Me that he was going away with his buddies (though he swears he never said such a thing) he was lying (though he does maintain that his buddies were supposed to go but they dropped out on them).

D.R.A.M.A.

I knew something was up when he told me his phone wouldn’t have reception where he was going so he would not be able to make or receive txts so there would be no way to contact him. He went to Hilton Head. Hmm…. Yeah, heavy tourist areas are known for having poor phone reception. 1 + 1 definitely didn’t equal 2. I came to the conclusion that he went away with his girlfriend who knows nothing of his kinky life. When he got back I questioned him. He immediately became highly HIGHLY defensive. See one of his rules is that he is not allowed release without asking permission. You see why significant others complicate this. Up till now he has been feeding Me lines and expecting Me to bite. He has told Me for the past 2 months or so that he has not had sex or messed around with his girlfriend at all. Even when he spends the night at her house. Yeah…. I don’t buy it. To ask Me to believe that he went away for a week on vacation on his birthday to a beach resort and they never once got physical.. well, I am just not gullible enough to believe that.

He didn’t even have the courage to tell Me he went away with his gf. I had to ask. His excuse for the lack of sex? She was on her period. Apparently for the entirety of the 7 plus days.

Not one bit of this strikes Me as truthful. Instead it strikes Me that he has his secret life and then he has his real life. He couldn’t arouse suspicion with his girlfriend having to answer txts so he told Me a passel of lies and expected Me to just believe him.

Unfortunately I don’t believe him and I told him so. I wrote him a long letter telling him exactly what I felt. As it was a situation that he could not prove he was telling the truth and without proof I would not believe him, I told him I needed to take some time to assess the situation and see if I could find a clear path forward. I gave him specific expectations I had for him in that time and very clear instructions. He chose to ignore everything I instructed him to do as well as My expectations. He chose to throw a god awful fit. He chose to attack Me and seize on a miniscule part of the letter and ignore the real issue, mainly that I felt he lied repeatedly to Me. In the end he behaved so poorly that instead of taking the couple of days to evenly assess the situation I made an on the spot decision to dismiss him.

Frankly I don’t need that level of drama in My life. I don’t associate with liars. I don’t associate with disrespectful people (unless I am related to them). I DEFINITELY don’t retain submissives who are disrespectful, argumentative and who fail to grasp basic concepts even when presented with the over and over again. And in the end, it is virtual. Not real life. So it would never be real to Me.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

I'd rather be Chicagoing.

It has been a minute has it not? “Where have I been?” I hear you ask. That is a good question. I have been a busy little beaver.

This past weekend I went on an adventure. I wanted desperately to tell you about it but it was a secret!! Shh!!! So I thought the best thing to do was to shut My trap so I didn’t give anything away.

“So what is the secret?” I hear you asking. I shan’t keep you in suspense. Me! I’m the surprise! NO! Not to My parents! To My bff keith!

See The Husbands decided to vacation in The Windy City. As an extra treat for his pupslave Master Christopher decided to fly Me out to Chicago as a surprise! How cool is that?

I was deeply honored and absolutely thrilled! Seriously, if you were around Me at all in the week leading up to the trip you heard all about how thrilled I was. And scared! Because I have not flown in a decade. Since before 9/11. Back in those days I was a nervous wreck flying. Not because of terrorism. No. My anxiety was based solidly in the knowledge that a plane is basically a large hunk of metal and it’s natural state of being isn’t 1000 feet up. Post 9/11 I still didn’t really fear terrorism. It was airport security that kept Me in My car for trips. I have more than My fair share of “Interesting stories” and was not eager to add to My repertoire of anecdotes. “Remember that time I was blacklisted on the “Do Not Fly” list by mistake?” No thank you. However to get to see keith and Chris, I swallowed My anxiety (and a muscle relaxer) and hit the tarmac.

On the flight out I was highly amused by the Flight Attendant who was everything I wanted in a 50ish career flight attendant. She looked like she had seen it all. In her heart she’s still a Stewardess and some of the fondest memories she has were those wild nights back in the day that began in a hotel lounge sipping scotch and ended in a sweaty pile on the bed sandwiched between the pilot, co-pilot and the overseas pilot from down the hall.

Used up stewardess’ aside I arrive in Chi-town without incident. No I saved up all My incidents for when I got there!

Chris’s friends Lori and Ivan picked Me up at the airport and we began our series of misadventures. Wrong turns, Chicago traffic and several good curse words later we arrived at the hotel. Where we promptly got stuck in an elevator. First it wouldn’t move at all so we called for help. At which point the elevator took us at random to different floors. Eventually, having ridden from the lobby to the 10th floor to the 3rd floor and then back up to 10 (us the entire time hitting 6 or 8) we got off and thought we might have better luck on the stairs. Sadly not. All the doors were… you guessed it… locked. Chris eventually rescued us from the stairwell.

Now Chris had told keith that he had bought him a present but sadly it would arrive while they were on vacation. After he rescued us from the stairwell Chris hurried into his room and told keith that his present had been rerouted to Chicago. Then I popped into the room!  Not magically mind you.

Now My best friend is a puppy though I have never seen it so clearly as when he saw Me. Cute as a pup he cocked his head to the side and just stared at Me for a solid second. It was adorable!!! Then of course there was much death by hugging!

After the initial shock we went out for Chicago style hotdogs. I, of course, had to be different and got the Green Bay style hotdog. Chris’ 2 best friends flew in for the gathering as well so we were quite the party. We walked down to Lake Side Dr to check out the [Insert Correct Name Here] Fountain. You know the one from the opening of Married With Children. Then we trekked to the Sears Tower to check out the Sky Box. For those of you not in the know The Sky Box is a clear structure that juts out on the top floor of the Sears Tower (and YES I know it is actually the Willis Tower now. I don’t care). So when you step out into the box you can look all around unimpeded as well as straight down. Now I don’t have a problem with heights but this scared Me silly. I was confident and brave as I walked up. I mean, it had to be safe right? But as soon as I got to the edge and took a step out My gaze fell immediately down and I felt My stomach constrict into a 1 inch ball in My throat. Looking straight down the edge of skyscraper was a harrowing experience. My brain started screaming “WRONG SIDE!!!” as in “You are standing on the wrong side of the wall!!!” but I get by with a little help from My friends. Keith took My hand and helped Me out. Once there it was slightly less scary. But then again I didn’t look down again! A very good time!This is the view down from the Skybox.

Then back to the hotel for some quick pre-dinner drinks and then off to Boys Town for dinner. On our way to the restaurant we managed to see 2 real life knock down drag out fights. Both sets of fighters were sporting Cubs gear so we suspect that the Cubs might have lost. Or perhaps won. As we were all originally from Ohio we understand that fighting and at times rioting can be caused by wins just as easily as losses. The restaurant itself was lovely. Our waiter was incredibly attentive and sweet though I do suspect he might have been a wee bit disappointed when he learned that Chris was married. I had a lovely 4 cheese chicken dish served over home made mashed potatoes. YUM! Keith and I sampled a few of the infused vodkas the restaurant made in house while the ladies sampled the “bucket of wine”.

Afterward was much drinking and frivolity. Drinking, talking, drinking, catching up, drinking, drinking, drinking, dancing. Oh, and more drinking! Ended up a Roscoe’s where we consumed pitchers of yummy adult lemonade. Then there was more drinking.

Eventually we made it back to the hotel where we stumbled into bed.

The next morning I was off back to the airport. This time much less nervous. The flight attendant was not nearly an interesting character as the day before however there were other elements of the flight that proved interesting. Mainly that I was next to the metal band Ratt. I had no idea who they were/are which amused them greatly. So now I get to add them to the list of bands I have met. Beach boys, Type 0 Negative, ICP, and now Ratt. Woot!

All in all I had a FANTASTIC TIME! I loved being part of a successful surprise and I had a great time with people I love! What could be better?

The only downfall to this was that all that running around and drunken debauchery I ended up with an ankle the size of a grapefruit. It put Me out of commission so I was not able to do the second half of My funfilled weekend.

See the lovely and beautiful Coral Mallow was teaching a class at S.M.A.R.T. in Cleveland. I basically begged her to come back to Ohio so I could see her however owing to My ankle I was not able to make it to Cleveland to attend her class and hopefully spend some good face to face time with her and her boy Ryan.  I also had to cancel on My good friend Peach who was supposed to make the trip with Me.  Sad Lana. Disappointed Lana. But as sad and as disappointed as I was I still could not walk.  So I owe Coral and Ryan a visit. I must make good on that!

I have the best friends!

I don't know if you have noticed but it is freakin hot.

Mistress At the Movies

Tokyo Decadence

This is an older Kinky flick. The cell phones in it looked like cereal boxes to give you an idea. And had the pull out antennas. However it was still interesting. At least the first half was. The first half followed a high prices S&M prostitute as she went on different calls. I am pretty sure this was soft core porn (having never been interested by soft core, I am not an aficionado) but it was still interesting. Several scenes. My main problem was the prostitute. I know it is a virtue in Japan to be demure and embarrassed easily, but that is not a quality I look for in My hookers! Especially if I am hiring out a specialty hooker! A couple of the scenes were hot. A couple weren’t so much. About half way (or perhaps 2/3rds) through the movie it took a different turn. After a FANTASTIC scene with a beautiful Japanese Betty Page type the movie went off into drug induced oddity. And no it wasn’t My drug induced oddities. The only thing I could figure was that it was for all the men who got caught leaving the movie in the VCR. I could almost hear their wives saying “What the hell is this? Are you watching porn again? I put it in and was DISGUSTED!!” to which the man responds “Oh you watched it, did you? Did you watch it all the way to the end? No! You didn’t! It isn’t disgusting! It’s ART!”

Oh the things that go on in My mind.

The Erotic Diary of an Office Lady

This was straight soft core and as a result I didn’t watch it for long. Their “Kinky” sex was just straight sex but with a man she didn’t know. I was thoroughly unimpressed. I turned it off and had much better sex. So if nothing else it was the catalyst to show that We could do it better.

Amazing what you can find on Netflix.

HELP ME WIZARD PEOPLE!!!

I need your help!

Well I need your help if you know how to work bit torrent.

I desperately want to listen to/watch Wizard People. It is free to download but it is only available for download on bit torrent. I have attempted to figure this out and well.. it is just beyond My ability.

Anyone want to help Me out? I can provide the Cd for burning. Just need someone more tech savvy than I am to do the heavy lifting.

Pwwwease?? ::bats eyes::

Beautiful lake time.

Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.

That is what I have been doing lately. I’ve been quite the little Dory. And at times just as flighty.

I have been spending at least 2 hours every day at the lake having the best time. Last year the lake was too cold to swim just about the entire summer. I think we went 3 times. It was so bad that I wasn’t sure that we would get a membership this year. But then then 95 degree days rolled in and I decided that as a matter of self preservation we needed the membership. And boy am I glad I got it.

This summer the lake has been beautiful. Perfectly warm water every time we have gone. Hours and hours spent floating and swimming happily. It has been grand.

The one drawback is that I have lost My creamy white skin. In it’s place is tan, golden skin. Eek. Not My look and not what I like. But no matter how much sun screen I slather on I just keep getting more and more golden. It will take Me well into the Feb before I will be able to reclaim the whiteness of My skin. Small price to pay for a summer worth of happiness.

And now I am off to the lake!

Sub update

So things continue to slog on in the sub world.

Lots of interest. Lots of emails. So far no one worth My time. Eye deep in “do-me” subs. No thank you. Ugh. Do they really think they are unique? Do they really think that they have anything to offer that every single other sub out there isn’t willing to offer. I am growing colder in My heart towards these types. The trick is to not abuse them. They want that. And I don’t give them what they want on any level.

My sub is doing well. He is deep into deployment training. Hasn’t left the US yet for Afghanistan but that will only be for the next week. Then he is off overseas. It is frustrating that he is still on US soil and yet has to be so far away. The nature of the beast I suppose. He sent a picture of himself in a giant armored vehicle which was lovely. The more I deal with these wanna be subs the more I miss Mine. Service men are fantastic. They come pre-trained.

Florida slave has had some medical issues which has interrupted his training. I am hoping that he recovers fully and quickly.

paysub had to be checked severely on his behavior last week. he has taken to blowing up My phone all day every day which is absolutely and in every way unacceptable. So I had to put him back in his place and remind him that just because he is paying for the right to call himself My sub that does not entitle him to special privileges. I have told him several times he has to calm down with his txting. 8 txts before I wake up is not sweet. It is irritating. 10 txts when he knows I am busy are beyond irritating. It is ridiculous. Even after his admonishment he continued to do the same. So therefore yesterday he was made to kneel on rice for 20 minutes as punishment. He swears that the message has finally gotten through, and I hope for his sake that it did. The truth is I won’t deal with it. he has received his warning. If he chooses to heed it then he will be permitted to continue. If he does not then his money will be refused and I will not speak to him again. I simply do not have the time, inclination or desire to deal with an overly needy sub. I do acknowledge that he is in a bit of a sub frenzy. However he has already been assigned journals to educate himself about frenzying. Now he must learn to implement what he has researched. As with most things in My life I have a line that I draw in the sand of My mind. On one side is “Worth it” and on the other is “Not Worth It”. Paysub is quickly approaching the line. Hopefully his behavior improves. If it does not he will be released.

We’ll see.

Damnit! Bob Newhart stole My idea!

Were I in Texas I would be tempted to say "Boy howdy I'm plum tuckered out!". Being as how I am north of the Mason/Dixie I will say "Damn! I'm tired!"

Just pulled Myself out of the lake after swimming 2,000 meters without stopping. Woot! Now someone carry Me to bed.

Life has been pretty swell for the past few days. The drama that invoked the almighty Etch-A-Sketch was a particular bit of stupidity. Thankfully not any of My or Mine's stupidity, but rather others. Thankfully they realised how innane they were being and corrected the situation. And life continues on. Since then I have been celebrating our close shave with destiny.

Woke up yesterday with the urge to deep clean My bedroom. So out went the bed, out went the drawers and dressers, out went the nightstands. And cleaning ensued. Afterward I thought I deserved a treat so I took My husband out to the movies. We saw Predators last night. I enjoyed it a lot. I am a fan of the Predator franchise (except that god awful AVPR). I even find the Predators a little sexy, so I am not sure what that says about Me. Regardless I enjoyed the flick for what it was. Nothing deep. Lots of "stalking" and death. Yes there were plot holes you could fit a Predator wildlife preserve in, but that is ok. It's not meant to be deep. As with any movie that had a comic book, after the flick My husband and I spent the ride home discussing the story. I came to the conclusion that the Predators in this flick were the rednecks of the Predator species. That made Me smile.

Today I took My kid to see Shrek the Whatever. I won't say it's horrible but I won't say it's good. I've seen worse, let's leave it at that.

Then I headed to the lake for the afore mentioned 2,000 meters. Woot.

Now food and sleep. Life is good.