New Orleans

Normally, I forbid my submissives to address me as "ma'am" but since I was in the South, I felt it would be a cultural castration of sorts. Nothing tickled me more when I asked a Southern gentleman a question and he politely stopped sucking my cock to say, No, ma'am, with earnest.

I was quite delighted with the warm welcome I received from New Orleans. I had several private sessions as well as a few with Mistress Erin. We certainly got our use out of her toy box and sissy wardrobe, transforming many men into our eager little sluts. One was quite eager to be my little maid and did a good job of tidying up the dungeon.

When we weren't sessioning, we were out having plenty of fun in the quarter as I explored Miss Erin's favorite haunts. During these ramblings, I was introduced to Ryan St. Germain and Mona Duvera, both lovely people I am certain to see again. It never ceases to amaze me how many wonderful (and totally hot) people I meet through this small kinky world.

I also managed to work in a photo shoot with Don Corbitt. I've known and admired his work for years and it was a pleasure to be able to work with him. I was excited to wear some of his custom fetish creations. I expect to have these photos after Halloween as he is up to his eyeballs with costume orders. He measured me for future creations--I'm planning on going to the Torture Garden party in May and would like to have some new outfits specifically for it.

Among other things, I toured Tulane, went to the clothing optional Country Club, walked about Jackson Square, ate beignets at Cafe du Monde, watched a midnight showing of Goonies--all and all a totally wonderful vacation.

Mistress Erin and Ryan are putting together a fetish night before Halloween, but unfortunately I do not think I will be able to come down. However, seeing old friends, Erin and Don, made me so happy, I'm sure it won't be too long before I traipse over to the Big Easy again.