New photo set in my new space

Latex . . . leather . . . velvet . . . soft skin . . . hair you will never touch . . . the cane . . my feet . . . my heels digging into your back . . . my flogger cutting into your skin--let's play!


Check out my new photos by Saryn Angel in the beautiful and discreet play space of my friend Mistress Nina Sparks. Her Hollywood location is also at my disposal. Hope to see you there soon!

It felt so wrong, it felt so right!

"This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to . . ."



My friend Skot invited me to be a part of a underwear fashion show at Moonshadow, a lesbian nightclub in NoHo. Never being one to turn down free panties, I accepted.

I checked out the designer, Andrew Christian, and was particularly excited by the promise of butt lifting technology, because who doesn't need an extra lift? Sexy black mesh panties, oh my. Some of his line is designed from fabrics made from bamboo. This kind of fabric is super soft, naturally antibacterial and renewable eco-friendly. The latter especially appealed to me, being the sexy environmentalist Domme that I am.

I figured we would just put on the goods and strut our stuff and pass out swag making us enormously popular amongst the Ladies on the dance floor. However, as I'm finishing getting dressed, I realize Andrew Christian's assistant is saying something about "booty shaking." My internal DJ turntables screeched to a halt. Excuse me? I am not a booty shaker! I start getting uncharacteristically nervous as I recall the newly reinstalled pole that is on the stage where we are supposed to strategically enter onto the dance floor. Katy Perry's song "I kissed a Girl" begins playing in my head . . . I pulled myself together and did what I do best, spanking booty!

So thank you to Andrew Christian for proving such lovely underwear and thank you Ladies for letting me spank your booty, saving me from shaking my own ;)

Aural Sex--my brain crush on Midori continues

Sometimes I wish I wrote a more political blog, where I could rant and rave about all these ridiculous things going on, but I try to curtail this blog to topics relating to BDSM and my activities as a pro-domme.

But seriously, what is with Sarah Palin?

I was listening to Morning Becomes Eclectic , my favorite morning radio show as it contains actual news and great music, not some stupid morning crew talking about whatever celebrity is in jail or whatever hot intern they used to have, and they were talking about Palin's affect on the polls. Apparently, there has been a shift of white women voters toward the Republicans. I damn near crashed my car. But I think they are counting their eggiweggs a little too soon, since single women are one of the largest demographics to not actually vote.

Here's another feminist's opinion, Gloria Steinam's op-ed in LA Times on Palin.

But on to one of my favorite women. On Wednesday, I went to Midori's class on aural sex at the Pleasure Chest. Not my first pick, but the only one I could get to this week. This is my fourth Midori class, the others were CBT, erotic humiliation and body harness workshop. Although I consider myself pretty well-versed in erotic story telling and sexy voice modulation--I am after all a poet, I think this class served well for most people. We are all so goddamn busy busy and mechanical and secretive and typiety type! Slow down, tell your lover exactly what you want.

Midori is also offering other classes at this luxury store I never knew about, Coco de Mer. They have some really lovely items, but the kinky bibliophile that I am truly loves their collection of vintage erotica!

She is always such a pleasure, and I highly recommend her workshops from novice to expert. I wish I could reach more novices to attend her classes because she is just so warm and funny as an instructor. (I assume if you are reading this, you are at least a little bit dirty and kinky :) But what really amused me about this class was her suggestion to use "Palin" as a safe word! I damn near fell off my chair! Really, she suggested to use Palin as a verb for something terrible, much like Dan Savage's "santorum".

Oh Midori, I have a brain crush on your delightfully dirty and intelligent ways!

Are we on a first name basis?

And the correct answer is: No, Ms. Justine.

The Altered Eye

Last night I attended Alex Storm's show, The Altered Eye, at the Cella Gallery in North Hollywood. It was the first time I had the pleasure of seeing Alex's work in a gallery. I must say I felt the photographs he chose to display were particularly strong and an excellent representation of his work. Alex photographs artistic nudes and BDSM/fetish scenes, so of course there were some of LA's kinksters about the show some of whom have modeled for him. I think it is difficult to photograph the female nude, but I believe Alex does this well and I thoroughly enjoyed his images.

I hope we can work together soon!

Where is my O.?

I have fantasies of making a male my perfect little pet, whether I decide to make him my whipping post or my toilet or my slave, he is always the willing participant in whatever I want him to do. I want him to suck my cock. I want to fuck him up the ass. I want to completely and utterly humiliate him. I want to call him names. I want to make him suck real cock. I want to throw him into a room blindfolded and not tell him how many people are there or what shall be done to him. I want to make him my O. I want him to wait on my every need, every anticipated need. I want him to be the perfectly trained pet I bring to parties, to fetch me drinks, take care of my coat, the valet, to be my personal servant. He waits on his knees until I pull my finger through the metal O of his collar to rise and I whisper into his ear what I desire. I want to make him feel uncomfortable. I want to find out what makes him nervous and exploit it and award him for his venture. I want him to take accupressure and massage classes to better serve me. I want him to accompany me shopping and hold heavy things. When he pleases me, I will reward him by letting him lick my feet. When he displeases me, I will punish him by making him lick the cat litter off my feet. I want him to be my human dildo. He will be bound hand and foot as I use him as I see fit.