I Bent Christmas Over and Fucked It Like The Naughty Slut It Is
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Fuck Christmas. Fuck the expectations, Fuck the waste of money, Fuck the waste of time, Fuck the guilt and Fuck being told what to do in general. I've cleansed myself of every negative aspect of the holidays, using it for what it truly is, an excuse to overindulge and have fun. I don't exchange gifts, I don't travel, I do ZERO things I don't want to do and I don't spend money, baby, I make it! From December 26th until December 31st I encouraged my gaggle of lovely subbies to join me in my peppermint scented rebellion! I hosted every day, riding the high of the holidays without the egregious pitfalls. I spent Christmas Day hosting with Domina Jayne Doe, corrupting one man after the next with a plethora of kinky, organic scenes. I then awoke to a smattering of new requests, pleasantly spaced over the days leading up to New Years Eve, when I, once again, joined forces with fellow sadist, Jayne at her dungeon in Scarborough.
Mommy Roleplay Taboo Erotica for Good Boys
"Where is everyone?", you ask as you watch a smile spread sweetly across my lips. "I didn't get to spend enough time with my favourite boy this year, it's just you and me today." Your heart starts beating faster as a familiar feeling warms your body and you instantly look down to the place beside where my feet rest on the floor, your body barely angled towards me. A rush of excitement is followed closely by a sobering snap of shame. Your cheeks start to redden like the Christmas ornaments we hung together on the tree last week.
I'd been waiting for this opportunity for years, listening to my peers talk about their female clients and wondering when my day would come. A couple weeks ago, I received a session request from a woman named Aria. Ultimately, there are a few crucial steps between the initial contact and actually meeting, so I pinched myself and pushed my excitement into the future. I woke up the next morning to the notification of her deposit, securing her time with me. It was really happening.
" The day, hour and minute had finally come. I could barely wait! I packed their tribute and headed over to Bastienne's Lair to put myself at their mercy. To give a little background I had sessioned with both Evangeline Ducharme and Bastienne Cross before, although this type of full immobility, immersion, and objectification was actually brand new to me, and despite having had other sessions, both with them both, seperately, and with other Dommes.
~ Trick ~
You're invited to our Halloween party! Yes, you.
You're the first person to arrive and, by the looks of things, not the last. There's enough food here to feed 30 people. Generally you've known these women to be intimidating and somewhat indifferent with you so seeing this new, domestic side of your hosts is surprisingly comforting. Initial nerves are subsiding and you find a spot to park while you chat with your hosts.
As I wrapped his hands in duct tape I tell him that if he wants to act like an animal, I'll happily treat him like one.
"You want to make me happy don't you?"
"Puppies make me happy"
Fetishes come from somewhere real, somewhere hidden, some place that needs the sweetness of our sexuality to dilute the bitterness of its darkness. It moves first through the filter of our sexuality, into our periphery. From there we can choose to bring it into the foreground or let it dance in the corner of our eyes forever.
Lovely, little sadist living in Toronto, Ontario. This is my journal, where my brain gets to play.