January 2009
1 post
Things are happening
And I seem to have been getting a little more sense of what i deserve and who I should spend my time with.
I also realized how much I love women, so much so that I broke up with the boy. Being straight to me sort of began to feel similar to how a straight man must feel if he fucks a gay man. I hate it, because he was great for me. But I need to be honest, no matter how much that sucks.
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December 2008
10 posts
Had another slave write a poem. This guy is a bit less intelligent, and his poem is sweet but it kind of makes me laugh. There is obviously a difference between him and the aforementioned slave <3.
“Sublime Goddess C, you are my light, my darkness, my joy, my pain. The very reason of my existence. Above all others, you are divinely beautiful, your wisdom is great, and your eyes demand...
Fucking assholes at Babeland didn’t hire me.
They
are
really
missing
out.
I've been reading American Psycho
and all that I can think about is how badly I want to spend a day as Patrick Bateman’s courtesan. So what if he kills me? I want reservations at Dorsia and a shiatsu massage next to him, with dips of coke and sips of his J&B.
Because I had one of those nights that people write about and make movies where 13 year old kids get high and watch it and cite all of the catchy phrases.
Went to ** last night at the C with N, after hours of going back and forth of whether or not I wanted to go, since the boy was here and I didn’t want to ditch him. But I did, because I got the chance to perform, and that always seems to rule...
Speechless
Dear Goddess,
Master. Claimant of my soul. Owner. Sir. The being in front of whom all thoughts vanish, all words melt and re-emerge as pure desire. I beg of you. I beg and plead without knowing what it is I demand. For in your presence and when you bring my craven devoted side to the fore, I am inraptured and in awe. I am beyond desire for the self and yet in the deepest longing. Longing for...
A real job? What?
Just interviewed at Babeland. Soooo nervous about it. I really want to work there because I think it would be perfect for me - a real job, but a very SEXY real one. One where I can talk about sex positivism and queer rights. One where I get to try out the vibrators and review them. One where I can buy cocks of all shapes and sizes.
Wish me luck!
Full Water
Please waltz by
I’ll put on a mask and scare,
stare.
Desire for a minor seduction?
Attracting my prey
two by two
you.
Tides are pulles from their pools
sand dries out the corpse.
Swim
more than the sea,
swallowed.
Jet black hair
speeds
and stuns the pigs,
two by two.
The moon
refills the adrenaline.
Goddess,
the Queen O’ Mean,
lean.
Feminine shots
bury a vessel
...
Weird string of events this evening
I cancelled a photoshoot that I had with an extremely good photographer because I have finals to study for and I need to make money first. I figured he would understand but he didn’t. He proceeded for the next 5 minutes (felt like a million years) to tell me how unprofessional I was and that he is never going to shoot with me. I cried. It sucked. Realized I should probably stop modeling...
My sex FAQ
Preferred place for semen on my body: my clit\vagina. just lick it off later.
Preferred position: me on top, duh.
Genital piercings: nothing yet… i would get my labia pierced but i don’t want to not have sex for a month.
Spit or swallow: swallow. i’m not a prude.
Sweet Spot: right behind my ear, on my neck.
Fav part of the male body: shoulders\collar bones.
Favourite condom...
November 2008
7 posts
Had a session last night at one of the fanciest hotels in manhattan. Ate dinner there with the client first. 20 dollar glass of pinot noir and 4 pieces of delightful shrimp for, i’m sure, another 40. All of the women there had long evening gowns and mink coats. The men wore suits and were all carrying shopping bags. The waiter kept apologizing for making us wait, though we didn’t...
Masquerade
You should see the mask that you have. I can see right through that mask.
I revel in the bullet holes, complete with your deep calm eyes to persuade and charm our guests. The mask that I have melts into my skin with each drip of sweat from my brow as I waltz by you. You put on a mask and stare. I know what’s there. I can feed that, with the spit that falls from my lips and a smooth...
I'm back, baby.
Last night, the client with the dungeon in his bag (previously mentioned) came to see me at the massage location. As he opened up his bag, my eyes widened and my heart raced. Here he goes, pulling out CamoCock, Black Thunder, a cock harness that has needles on the inside and the stronger I pull on the ties.. well, you now, bamboo nipple clamps (amazing to tease with), a ball gag complete with a...
update
driver who lives with his father with shaggy beard is now a STALKER, according to other Dommes. no more free rides for me!
I was on call almost all night tonight, and I had no sessions and a flaker. Flaker = asshole clients who get a kick out of calling the receptionist to book a session, but never actually shows up. We had MILLIONS of these cornflakes at the dungeon.
So, no money tonight. I...
The risks of the job, make me shake
Interesting slew of sessions Thursday night. Let me tell you about them…
I was on call, but I was hanging out at my school since it sits right in Manhattan near major subway lines. I’m outside on the bench drinking some bizarre Campbell’s concoction and a man, full beard and shaggy hair, walks over to me and says “Hey, did you used to work at R?” R = dungeon that...
A dear friend once told me to be careful to not get too jaded because of my line of my work. But, what’s wrong with being jaded?
Was on the G train half asleep around noon today, a Sunday (which is when all of the fools come out) and I look over and see a man who I think is going to ask me for me. There are plenty of seats but he is standing up, so I figure there must be some sort of...
October 2008
13 posts
“I’m so goddamn horny the crack of dawn better be careful around me….”
– Tom Waits
all men need to watch this
pussy eating 101. a tutorial, of sorts. they do a great job, too.
http://www.orgasmanic.com/index.php?topic=1003.0
boring day today
not working, no school work that is in dire need to get done, trying not to eat too much out of boredom, trying not to pull too many muscles from masturbating.
im going to curl up with good books and think about sex. duh.
juxtapositions in a juvenile
Been thinking about how I have been living a double life since I knew what a double life was.
All through high school I was a prima ballerina with straight A’s and every single teacher on my side. I worked hard, studied hard, and did whatever I could to make my momma proud, so to speak.
This, of course, is on the outside. Lost my virginity at 12. Had my first one-night stand soon after...
boyfriend told me that he wants me to piss on him
and I said only under the condition that he pees on me too.
He’s a keeper.
my roommate
We met in the dungeon. She was the physical, tomboy type. I am more the spiritual, mental type, but we became friends immediately.
Roommate is so funny. I was masturbating the other day and she hopped on the corner of my bed and made a frog-like, wide-eyed smile. I didnt know whether to laugh or be somewhat embarrassed. I laughed and then kept going.
Roommate’s boy fucks her all of...
just thought of a funny moment
One day I’m staying over Artist’s house, and I’m drunk and giving him a prostate massage. I fall asleep with two fingers inside his ass.
He budges when he realizes and I wake up. He said he couldn’t tell whether I was asleep or I was trying to test him, to see whether or not he would stay still or not.
Funniest place to fall asleep?
I win at that game, bitches.
I...
I often get asked if I was ever turned on when I was sessioning in the dungeon. Oh boy, I’ve got a story for you.
It was midnight. He requests strap-on play and I tell him to bring wine for me online. I walk in there with a cigarette hanging out of my mouth, thigh-high pvc red lace up boots, lace blue thong with a matching (barely there) bra, and I almost fall to the floor when I see...
One of my subs wants to session
And he told me that he would bring his bag of toys to the massage room for our session. I was expecting a few dildos and some clothespins, this is the email I recently received:
“I have updated my toys. Given that I expect to be playing in a
variety of different spaces going forward I re-organized them. I now have my own “Dungeon in a Sports Bag”. Actually it is split into...
BDSM in the room of the Tao
As long as there are gags involved and no shower play, bring it on, little boy…
before the reiki
I was a dominatrix. The dungeon was raided and closed down. It killed me. Put my life on hazards and made me depressed for weeks. Money dwindled and I did not want to work retail.
I had a session off of craigslist. Golden shower. I love pissing on men, one my favorite things to do. This had the ability to be really dangerous, but I agreed to meet with him.
He turned out wonderful. He...
I don't know why I didn't begin this earlier
But stories from my job are too interesting not to be written down.
I’m a reiki practitioner, according to the authorities. I could be a tantric masseuse if you’d like too. Or an escort who won’t fuck you, ever. If you have baby oil, I’ll give you a backrub and then take off my shirt for that tip you have sitting in your pocket.
I have a feeling the other girls...