New York Ho!!!!

I'm off to NYC to see 2 of My favorite people! If you are local come see Me at the Fort Tryon Medieval Festival Sunday!

See the rest of you when I get back!

The Curse is Upon Us!!!!!!

I have discovered an absolutely amazing vodka! Pinnacle Whipped Vodka. It is whipped cream flavored and is one of the best things I have ever put in My mouth! So good you can drink it by itself and not pull the vodka face. YUM!!!! I picked up a bottle which may or may not be a great idea. though at the moment it seems a stellar idea! Regardless it gives Me an opportunity to break out My FANTASTIC shot glasses. I got these at an old school antique shop. They are authentic prohibition era shot glasses. Apparently someone thought it would be a good idea to campaign for prohibition by putting their slogans onto shot glasses. Slogans like "The Curse is Upon Us!" and "Goodbye Mr. Booze!" (which I say everytime I take a drink). On the back it says "Vote Dry!" Genius! I snapped them up when I saw them. So I am double happy. Drinking yummy vodka out of My anti-drinking shot glasses. A good time was had by all!

8...9...TENS!!!

This weekend I held a garage sale. Had my parents bring their crap over to sell. Well today I packed up early as it was cold and overcast and noone was coming. So as I am being laborous I hear my husband say "What's a TENS unit?" to which I about wrenched my back I whipped around so quickly saying "Whhhhaaaat?" He holds out a little black pouch which has an old little TENS unit. Lana did the happy dance.


One problem. I know NOTHING about TENS units. I know this isn't a great (nor probably a good) one and is older than Marky Mark's acting career but it is free and it works so, again, Lana does the happy dance. And thus I reach out to you, the wonderful people of the kinky world.

It is an Alpha Stim 100 Microcurrent Stimulator. It had some 2 inch diameter Reusable Self Adhering TENS/NMES/FES Electrodes and some TENS Clean-Cote Protective Skin Dressing Wipes. So my question is what else do I need? Where does one buy new electrodes? How do I use this dealy? Can I get new electrodes to work with it as it is a dinosaur? The online instruction guide says it came with probes but those seem to be MIA. Should I get the ones I found online?

Anyone up for giving me a crash course in old microcurrent stimulator?

Help me kinky TENS people! You're my only hope!

Heheheee

M/s in the animal kingdom

What day is it?

MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! WOOT!!!!

C.O.P.E. report

What did you do this weekend? Well I invented a new fetish. But more on that later.

This weekend I was privileged to be on staff for the Adventure In Sexuality’s 2010 Central Ohio Perversion Excursion (C.O.P.E.). and what a weekend it was. I honestly can say that I had a metric fuck-ton of fun. I played hard and long, I connected with new friends and reconnected with old ones, I added a couple of new skills to My menu, I was witness to something truly beautiful and highly meaningful, and I was reminded of why I find myself at home in this community.

Now you have 2 options. The short story or the long one. I warn you, when I say long, I mean it. So if you don’t have 10 minutes to kill then you might just want to stop after the short story. You have been warned.

Short Story
I had a fantastic weekend. Absolutely amazing. I got to play with 6 gorgeous girls setting them ablaze. I even got to sacrifice one to the fire gods. I got My shoulders steam rolled by a Monkey King. I got to hang out with good friends I haven’t seen in a while. Every joint and muscle that aches today is completely and utterly worth it.

Long Story.

Friday

As I said I am staff so My convention doesn’t start at check in. It starts some 6 hours earlier when we arrive at the hotel to set up. And set up is a good illustration of why I love WIITWD. It’s a lot of work but the work is being shared by a FANTASTIC group of people who go into it with the mind set and with no other purpose but to prepare a space of all accepting, all consuming enjoyment. The work gets done and before you know it, it is time to get the show underway.

I was honored to host the Meet-N-Greet again this con. I perverted an age old standard ice breaker for the game. I have no idea what the game is called but it’s the one where you have a card taped to your back. You then have to go around asking people questions in the first person until you can guess what is on the card. I had 3 categories; Roles, Toys, and Types of Play. I really can’t tell you how amusing it was to hear the questions being asked. “Can you stick me in your ass?” was My favorite. When a player guessed correctly they came back to Me for a new card. And most of them would come up and say what their card was when they got a new one. I had the best seat in the house as I had 75 people coming to Me randomly saying things like “I am a dildo.” “I am a fuck machine.” “I am fisting.” Let Me tell you it wasn’t hard to enjoy the hour. I was really nervous that the game wouldn’t go over and had even brought a back up game (Kinky Bingo) but I am glad to say that it went down a smash. So much laughing. So much frivolity.

Molina Williams, Ms. International Leather 2010, was our keynote speaker and she not only kept us in stitches but also hit us with some message about being thankful for the freedom we enjoy in this country to do WIITWD. She is a commanding presence and smoking hot.

Then it was off to the races. It had taken Me a little longer getting ready than I had anticipated. I didn’t hit the dungeon till 11. Though when I did arrive I had a few lovely ladies ready and eager for Me to light their fire. Miss Honey got the full treatment though sadly Cheri only had time for a quickie before having to jet. After that I was able to connect with a very beautiful and very naked Ladysub. This is a big deal because we have been trying to hook up for a couple of cons now. Finally we were both free at the same time. I thought we would be foiled by the late hour and lack of tables however she’s a resourceful gal that Ladysub. She brought her own massage table. So we headed back to her room with her partner Drake. (Forgive me Drake if I got your name wrong.) I even got to give him a crash course in how to do fire play and lucky Ladysub she had 2 fire wands working her.

It was a very good day.

Saturday

Peach and I got up extra early and hit the pool. I believe brisk was the word she decided the swim and that is quite apt. but it is sure is worth it. After the night before My ankle was swollen and painful so it helped to get the pressure off and get it moving again. Plus Peach is just a great chick to hang out with. We had a great time talking and she even did My nails.

Pam looking great in the vinyl dress I made her.

I attended 1 class which was “The Finer Points of Pain and Pleasure” presented by Fifth Angel. My goodness was it great! It was all on pressure points. Instead of just pointing them out or showing where they were he showed us what they did. Those poor demo dollys were flopping around this way and that screaming and moaning their little heads off. And they loved every minute of it. It was great to see the practical application of the points as well as seeing how long they can be held. Fifth Angel was incredibly funny as well.

After that I co-hosted the Queer Meet-N-Greet with the wonderful Ateavey. We had a good turn out with quite a few new faces. Many thanks to those who baked the yummies! Cupcakes, muffins, cookies! Oh My! Unfortunately I was called away half way through so I didn’t get to have dinner with them but I still had a nice time while I was there.

Closing announcements brought a couple of delightfully unexpected surprises. A 1/3 of our Silent Auction goes to the National Coalition for Sexual Freedom. This year our “Special Drawing” (Can’t call it a raffle) raised over $400 for the NCSF. Before the drawing someone shouted out the suggestion to auction off the first tickets to Winter Wickeness to benefit NCSF. Barak and Sheba thought it was a brilliant idea and decided to do it right then. The action wasn’t up to standards so British Lucky Paul took over. The tickets got turned into a V.I.P. all inclusive weekend. 3 tickets to WW (numbers 1, 2 and 3), hotel room, all meals provided, the option to be spanked or not by British Lucky Paul, a bottle of chilled champagne, a set of floggers donated by one of our fantastic vendors, a signed copy of Laura Antoniou’s (who is key noting WW) newest book, and a bowl of all blue M&M’s waiting in the room when you get there. There might have been more. All I know is that it is an EXCELLENT package. The bidding went crazy for this. The final bid was $1100. And since the runner up bidders were so eager Barak and Sheba ended up letting them have the same package (badge numbers 4, 5, and 6) for their last bid of $1060! How amazing is that?


Everyone gathered were privlidged enough to be witnesses for the Covering Ceremony of one of our local leaders of the leather community; Dan (of Dan and dawn the Great Lakes Master and slave 2010). Not being a part of the leather community (I’m more leather community adjacent) I have not been witness to any of the initiates or ceremonies of the leather life style so I was very curious about what went on. It was utterly beautiful. I rarely cry at the things girls are supposed to cry at: weddings, funerals, births, etc. I had to fight My way through this though. Master Dan has been nothing but nice to Me. Always quick with a smile and hug. Always interested and engaging. As is His slave, dawn. And even further reflected by all of House Metta. Even to the outside observer it is clear to see how well T/they compliment one another. How this is not a game to get them off. This is not something they do because it turns their crank. This is who T/they are. This is how T/they live. It is beautiful and authentic. And it was moving to see Master Dan honored by his peers.

After that I got changed and ventured into the play space. Almost immediately I ran into Lexical. She was very proud of herself because she was pushing her limits and actively seeking out play dates for the evening. I offered her fire and she was very happy to accept. I did her nice and slow. I am not sure if it was her first time. I think maybe she had done it once before so I can’t say that I sacrificed her to the fire gods. She was fabulous. Sexy as hell and oh, so responsive. She purred like a kitten. Mmm. That scene attracted Paula’s interest as well as Abigail’s. Unfortunately I had run out of alcohol but having such gorgeous women asking if they can get naked for Me, I decided to run across the street to Kroger and get some more. Abigail very kindly offered that her husband who was slightly more appropriately attired could go pick it up if I would set her on fire after Paula. To which I was more than happy to agree to. While we waited we got to watch some fabulous scenes. Lots of flash cotton. Some Tens units at work. And a great fuck scene. It actually had one of the best lines I heard of the evening. Bottom on gyno table is getting fucked by the hot Ateavey. When bottom girl starts moaning and asking permission to cum, Ateavey says “Go ahead.” And then pulls her dick out and steps back to watch bottom girls hips bucking, her moans turning to despair. It was hot. When Abigail’s husband arrived back with the supplies I got to explore Paula.

This is when I discovered a new fetish. Fire tickling. Paula is not ticklish. Or so she claimed. Every time I ran the wand down her side she became highly ticklish. It was so delightful to see her squirm. Wriggling and giggling. I couldn’t help but keep it up. Eventually I took pity on her and let the rest of her get a taste of the My flame. Judging from the moans she enjoyed it.

After that the oh so patient Abigail climbed onto My table. And finally I got to sacrifice a virgin to the fire gods. She was a little apprehensive at first but that disappeared about 2 seconds after her skin was set ablaze. Then it was all moans and sighs of pleasure. And I discovered that she, who similarly says she is not ticklish, fell victim to the Flaming Tickleatrix (That’s Me!). Mwahahahaa!

Finally I put My fire kit away and headed to the social area where I encountered a certain Monkey King. Monkey did that voodoo that he do so well. Ok poor grammar I know, but proper grammar doesn’t rhyme. He used his Koga tools to break through the knots in My shoulders. And by knots I mean granite. Nothing, short of sex, feels that good. Even today I can feel deep in My muscle where he was hitting My pressure points. I got permission from him that when I take over the world he will allow Me to clone him and keep the clone in My closet so I can have clone-him come out and work with his koga tools anytime I need it.

After that I was pretty done in. I gathered My stuff and loaded up the car only to find out that I was out of anti-inflamatories and pain meds for My ankle. This necessitated Me headed not to My lady love’s house to crash but the much longer drive north to My house. However I made it safe and sound and once I was in My own bed I thought it was well worth the bleary eyes drive.

It was a fantastic weekend. Many thanks to everyone who made it so wonderful. Unfortunately time was simply too short and I did not get to do all the scenes I had planned. So to deb, Peach, and Cheri, I promise I will make it up to you. To everyone else, buy a ticket to Winter Wickedness and come see how fantastic it is in the AIS bubble.

C.O.P.E. Here I come!!!!

Mistress at the Movies

Crying Ladies

This is a Pilipino film which was a new experience for Me. Parts of it were in English. Parts of it were in Filipino and parts of it were in Chinese. I must say that I did enjoy this movie.

The main character, Stella, is hired to be a professional mourner at a Chinese funeral. She is a good woman trying to make ends meet and needs some extra money because her son Bong is coming to stay with her before he moves to another province with his father and step mom. So she takes the decent paying job to mourn for 5 days plus the funeral. Stella enlists 2 of her friends to come mourn as well. One is a washed up B movie star and the other is an adulterous Christian.

Though at times the movie was a bit slow I really enjoyed it overall. It was a different story than I had ever seen. There was more than enough humor to counter balance the dramatic story. More than anything I could identify with the characters. No matter where you are or what you do the human condition applies.

I would recommend this movie to anyone who enjoys foreign films.

Yes Johnny. Whatever you say Johnny. Just fuck Me Johnny...

I watched The Libertine again. I can not watch this monolog without soaking My panties. I dare you to try.

I love My life....

Last night My husband wanted to get smooth. I was very tired and wasn't very sure that I was up for the horizontal mambo as we do the damn thing right. So instead of trying to persuade Me with words he simply stripped down to his birthday suit and wormed his way between My legs. Then he began kissing My feet. Slow, lingering kisses. Now this of course caught every bit of My attention. Very slowly he worked his way up My legs before using his wrestling skills to flip Me over. Then he began kissing and biteing My neck and ears. This is My weakest spot. I absolutely can't resist neck kisses. Not with the way his beard tickles Me while his lips touch. Yum!

Before I slipped into a sex-out state of mind(it's like a black out but infinately better) I snapped this picture of him kissing My feet. Y.U.M. That ass is even better in person. Sooooooo.... Good.......

I just had sex....

Occasionally I post a description of an extremely exciting sexual encounter that was just so good that I have to tell the world about it. This is one of those posts.

Last night My husband and I wrestled. We have never wrestled before. Sure maybe for a minute or two here or there we might play wrestle but never before have we kept going beyond the initial adrenaline rush. Last night we did. It was FANTASTIC. It began as just some play fighting but moved very quickly to something else. My husband was a wrestler in high school and really loved it. I have always known that which is partly why I have not tried to wrestle him till now. I know he would win. Last night a wild wind caught Me though and when we were play fighting I grabbed his wrists. A light went on in his eyes and before I realized it he was wrapped around me spinning me onto the bed. Yum! I decided to take it a step further. I began to play wrestle like I usually do. you know, “Oh no! Let me go!” and when he loosened his grip on me to give pin me to the bed I saw my opportunity and wriggled free. Jason grinned ear to ear and pounced again. This time he caught me from behind and latched his arm around my waist. I rolled until he broke his grip and then again wriggled free. I think Jason thought it was over at this point because he said “that was fun.” Always one for witty comebacks I said “then you will love this.” At which point I jumped on him, pushing him back against the bed and pinning him down. Or I thought I had him pinned. I am constantly amazed at how strong My husband is but never so much as when he began dead lifting Me off of him. Once he had Me up he shifted and all of the sudden I was back, face down on the bed with his arms and legs wrapped around me, My arms and legs pulled backward.

Well at this point I realized I was not going to win. So I fought dirty. I managed to get a hand free and I reached back and tickled him. Jason is HIGHLY ticklish if you know where to get him. And I do. I went straight for the tickle jugular. In a second the situation was again reversed. But much too soon he was gripping My hands at the wrist with his legs again around Me. So I began pulling out his leg hair. What? I said I fight dirty. So he’s laughing and yelling but I am stealthy like a ninja. I do a double back flip while running up the wall… ok I didn’t do that so much as wrap My legs around him and get ahold of him by the wrist. And we wrestled. Back and forth, the sheer excitement of struggling. It was fantastic!

Eventually I began to get tired so I decided to refocus some of that adrenaline south of the Mason-Dixie. While I was on top of him trying to pin him down I began grinding against him. He instantly became rock hard and his struggling ceased. I made him tell Me that I won. That I was the champion. Which he did with a beautiful smile on his face.

Since I had so thoroughly vanquished him I decided to play with the spoils. I shackled him to the headboard and spread his legs. I then began sucking his dick with at least as much enthusiasm as I had wrestled with. Jason has always been one who, though he loves head, would much rather have sex than just get blown. But I was more interested in what I wanted which was to torment him. So I just kept sucking. When he began getting close to cumming he started asking Me to stop. Then he began begging Me. He told Me that he wanted to be inside Me. But on I sucked. And more he moaned. Until he had no choice but to cum.

It was so hot!

Once I released him he immediately dove south and proceeded to eat Me out like My pussy was a thanksgiving feast!

I love My sex life!

Let Me start off by saying that I can not wait until next year when I get to buy a new laptop. Oh goodness how I can’t wait.

Anywho… I haven’t been checking in as often as I would like owing to, well, Life.

C.O.P.E. is fast approaching. I won’t be staying on sight this time so the experience may end up being a little different than normal. That is ok. Change is the hallmark of progress. I am excited to see what will happen. I have a few play dates lined up.

The Monkey King has replaced his koga tools and I am practically salivating to help him break them in. For those of you who don’t know what I am talking about Koga tools are…well I don’t know what they are, but I believe they have something to do with martial arts. They are these hard rubberish huge drill bits. They aren’t really drill bits but that is what they look like. Hand sized drill bits. And they are probably one of My favorite things on earth! Monkey uses them to dig into My shoulders and get to the pressure points buried under incredibly tight shoulder muscles. Oh… My….God(s/dess[es]). I can not begin to describe to you how good it feels. The only imagery that comes to mind is that of a dry sponge. I mean a real sponge. The dead animal that people used to wash their dishes with. When it is completely dried it is a hard, knobbily, rough rock. However when a sponge has a steady stream of water poured upon it, it becomes supple and malleable. That is My shoulders. Though My husband disagrees with My imagery. He says My shoulders are nothing but granite and post massage, gravel. I can see that as being true as well. Anyone who has ever attempted to rub My shoulders knows how true that is. I tend to carry 75% of stress/tension/anticipation in My shoulders. To borrow our National Threat Level color scheme I am currently at stress level Red. So I am highly anticipating suckering Monkey into working on Me.

I will be feeding a couple of lovely ladies to the fire gods. This will be so much fun. Fire is one of My favorite forms of play. Owing to the hot summer I have not gotten to brandish much fire about so I am eager to get back to My neglected love. I have busted out the wands over the past few weeks (since it turned cold enough to stand it) to whip Myself back into shape. I may have to see if I can get a volunteer or two before the con to donate their bodies for practice.

I am not sure whether or not I will have fire done on Me this time. We will see. I certainly love it. Though as I will be without an escort to babysit Me for the hour I am blissed out afterward, I may have to forgo it. We’ll see.

My birthday is a few days after C.O.P.E. so I have generally let it be known that I will be celebrating My birthday and am open to playing as a form of celebration. We will see what, if anything, comes of it.

So I think that ends the C.O.P.E. anticipatory news.

I got a bit of terrible news yesterday. My lady love’s father, whom I affectionately call My Deadwood Daddy, apparently has advance phase of cancer. My heart breaks for her. Her father is one of the most fantastic men I have ever had the privilege of meeting. He is funny. He is highly intelligent. He can debate all sides of a situation. He is without malice. And on top of everything he has the most fantastic handlebar mustache I have ever seen in life or in print. He is simply cool. And it is terribly unfair that his life is being snatched away from him and his family. He is far too young to be facing this. Far too much life left in him. So I am hoping for a miracle. In the mean time I ask that if you have a second please send some good vibes his way. Thank you.

Jumping topic. I will be going to NYC for the Medieval Festival at Fort Tryon. I am super excited as all indications were that I wouldn’t be able to make it this year. But at the last minute it all worked out. So the 1st weekend of Oct I will be venturing East and slightly north to work the festival. Festival, shmestival. The real reason I am going is to visit My best friends, pupslave keith and Master Christopher. The festival is just the excuse I use to scam a babysitter for the weekend! Last festival keith and I took a walk down to the river and sat on a bench and talked for hours. It was perfect. Not to mention the games that we all play. The drunken fun. The conversations. The Grandpa’s pizza. Oh GOD! The Grandpa’s pizza! I am thrilled that The Husbands have invited Us out and couldn’t be looking forward to it more. In the mean time I have a ridiculous amount of work to do. Since I was not sure if we were going, and at times pretty sure we were not, I did not get an early start on preparing stock. So now I am far behind and attempting like mad to get it all done.

I will have to stop here for now. I have a little girl knocking on My door. Until next time….

Calgon.. No wait.. Jason... take Me away!

I just love showers. I love the water. I love getting clean. I love it all.

Recently I have gotten into manual showers. This, suprisingly, does not involve turning on the shower at all. When our water heater went out we had to get a little creative. This involved heating up water and the copious use of pitchers to get ourselves clean. That is no longer the case but during that time I found that I really enjoyed it. So on occasion I continue this. My husband lives to serve Me. Yeah! So if I am in the mood I tell him that I want him to prepare My bath. I'm not a bath girl, but he knows this means that I want him to go heat up some water. After about 10- minutes he is all ready. Then I just have to strip down and stand in the bathtub. Then he very slowly and sensually pours the warm water over Me. He then proceeds to wash My hair which is one of his favorite activities bar none. Me too. I love the feel of his hands in My hair scrubbing and then the tender way he washes the soap out. It's hot.

In this day in age everything seems to be about getting things done faster. It is nice to take time to purposefully slow it down. To allow My husband this small service that makes us both so happy.

Yum!

Doginatrix

Dog costume I found. Yes.... Yes..... Yes....

Let's do the Time Warp Again!

I had a pretty damn good day yesterday. Got up early and went to the Tiffin Flea Market. It was huge. The entire fair ground. Yess... there were deals to be had. I had a lovely time walking around and shopping with My daughter, parents and friend Cindy. I ended up getting a few great purchases. Got My husband a set of coveralls so that he can finally live out his fantasy of being Jason from the Friday the 13th movies. I got a new kick ass case for My fire play tools. Good times.

After we got done there I went home and rested briefly before heading to Columbus for the AIS PD. THis month was different as We have C.O.P.E. coming up soon. Instead of an evening of well mannered frivolity we headed to Roosters (I do love the cock) and had a nice meal. Afterward we hit Studio 35 where AIS attended The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

It has been many a year since the last time I paid homage to the lips but as always time stands still. Perhaps it's the Timewarp. Whatever it is it's a great time.

This attendance was special not just for the fact that all of the AIS crew were there, but also because My lady love's sister's daughter was coming to pop her RHPS cherry. Oh I do love the virgins. I was happy to see that Rachel (the daughter) brought her boyfriend with her. The dark figures in the front are Rachel and her boy.

We practically filled the theater with kinky perverts. I mean more so than normal. The De-flowering took damn near an hour to do since there was every bit of 50 virgins on the stage. Highlights being: Rachel and Ron (the boyfriend) filling their face with whipped cream and having to repeat a speach. Adorable. The Dread Pirate Brian being chosen as the bottom of a couple and getting mummified in saran wrap. And watching Deb's boobs reach for the sky.

All in all it was a great evening. I still got it when it comes to about half of the call backs. The other half are new and will need a few more trips to get down. :)
Sarah and I.

I didn't make it home till 4am and I am EXAUSTED! So to bed young lady! :)

Oh and one last thing... Patricia Quinn can still make Me soak My panties. God DAMN that is a good looking woman.