Club Hell, finally

After months of ditching and flaking out on Club Hell, I finally went. Wow. It was beautiful, spacious and hot! I saw some of my favorite ladies I haven't seen in awhile, and I spoke to Mistress Nina Sparks' submissive, Elaynna Sparks for a good portion of the night. What a lovely lady!

As usual, I fell brutally in love with all the aerialists. However, I've found the secret to their power, a local class in Culver City that I'm drooling over. Stay tuned for Ms. Justine learning a whole new set of ropes!

I loved the way the play stations were set up, even though it was very open, they still seemed intimate and not institutionalized. There was some pretty intense needle play that scared my date, feathers mohawking out of a man's skull. Ooh!

Mistress Melissa, ever intense, brought a whole new level to her play as she lit her floggers on fire and florentined the beautiful submissive ladies on stage.

What a night. I will definitely be coming back.

Mistress Erin leaves town

It seems like just the other day we were playing in Mistress Nina Sparks' space, going out and causing trouble, and her giving me special lap dances, craftily removing my glasses with her legs. Sigh. While I roam these streets with such a bunch of foxes, I will miss my red-headed five feet of fury and am especially jealous that she will not have to put up with 2am bullshit as she makes her way in the city of New Orleans. I'm planning on passing through on Halloween for some costume and BDSM shenanigans. Also to visit this guy. Don is an old friend, excellent photographer and amazing fetish wear maker. I can't wait for the beignets!

Double your pleasure, double your fun

I am pleased to announce that I am now available for doubles (or triples, etc, the possibilities are endless!) with my fellow Ladies in Black, the lovely Mistress Rebekah Thorne (formerly Mistress Lola of the Dominion) and Mistress Erin.

Please contact us to make a special appointment.

Domming out in the vanilla world

Over the weekend I headed out of town for some much needed R&R with a plethora of "vanilla" friends. They have no idea what a pervert I am, and I rather relish in my deception. We'll see how long that lasts though since being surrounded by so many cute boys, I wanted to slap and tickle them all. Well, that's what I say and it's true, I would start out that way, but then once I get going, before you know it, you're tied up in elaborate bondage with electrodes on your balls and a dildo up your ass--but I digress.

Anyway, I couldn't contain myself anymore and went up to a boy and pulled his hoodie over his head, pulling the strings down tight over his face. He laughed, saying well I can just pull this off my head. I said, Oh yeah? and quickly used the strings to tie his hands together in front of his face, which gave me perfect access to . . . his armpits!!!! Muahahahahha. I promptly went in for the kill. He thought it was all fun and games until he realized that in about five seconds I had quite effectively tied his hands up and it was useless to escape. He exclaimed, Wait! You really tied me up! Ahh!!! And then I found his belly button. He went down! After tickling him on the floor a few times and resisting my urge to kick him, I untied him and thanked him for being a good sport. I went downstairs to find another willing victim.

Downstairs was the Firefighter. Oh lordy how I would love to do more than just tickle him. I crack my fingers and go in to tickle his sides, and inexplicably, as though he reads my kinky mind, bends over! Well, how could I let this perfect ass go to waste? and I start spanking him! Perfection. I love spanking manly men. Those who have lives that involve weightlifting and protein shakes, those that involve board meetings of which they control--men who are usually in control of their lives, and then they give that control to me. I have to stop myself before I get too carried away . . .

The rest of the night passed by without kinky incident. There was almost some ball busting/CBT when a boy tried to get into the hot tub with a bunch of ladies who were sans bikinis, but much to my disappointment he decided to leave to play ping pong.

Sigh. Another night, another firefighter. How was your weekend?

New and updated website

After months of hard work, I am pleased to announce my newly designed website! Still some tweaking to be done, but I am very happy with the new design by (web) Mistress Foxxy. I especially love my new gallery and I hope to have some new pictures soon. Let me know what you think.

New ad on Eros

I've updated my ad on
Eros that reflects my current interests. View on your knees.

New space

I will be playing at Jessica Kane's, a well-equipped space in Downtown Los Angeles. I hope my regulars will enjoy playing with me in my new location and I hope to meet some new devotees. See you at the rack!

Leaving the Dominion

After careful consideration, I have decided to leave the Dominion effective immediately. Stay tuned for my new location!

Spam?

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Also, I answer ALL e-mails within 24 hours and usually less, unless I am out of town which will be noted on my calendar If you do not get a response, I did not get the e-mail, please resend or contact me another way.

Estelle Getty dies

Golden Girls is my absolute favorite show and I was very saddened to hear about the death of Estelle Getty who played Sophia. You can read her New York Times obit here

Some of my favorite Golden Girls quotes relating to BDSM: (this is just a paraphrase from my sick twisted mind, to be revised later once I go back to the actual episode)

(Dorothy's old high school friend comes back into town and just beat her in arm wrestling.)
Trudy: How does it feel to have your butt whipped?
Blanche: Well, sometimes I find it strangely tittilating . . .

(Rose is upset the girls won't let her keep a dog)
Blanche: If it's companionship you want, why don't you just get a man?
Rose: I just want to come home and play fetch!
Blanche: You can get a man to do that.


(Rose places an ad for Dorothy in the personals section by accident stating that she will do anything for $8/hour. Guys start coming over, very excited . . .)
Dorothy: I'm just very surprised to see you coming here, I thought I would be coming to you.
Toto: That's the way it works in the future, when I get my video camera back from the shop.
Dorothy: What kind of work will I be doing for you, Mr. . .?
Toto: Toto.
Dorothy: Mr. Toto
Toto: No Mr. just Toto. I'm Toto and you're Dorothy. At least for the next $8.
Rose: Dorothy, you own me an apology. Your ad is right here.
Dorothy: This is in the personal section! It says I will do anything for $8/hour. Its right below an ad that reads: History professor seeks non-smoking Oriental woman into Wesson oil and bears a resemblance Florence Henderson.
Toto: Is that signed Doug?
Dorothy: Yes.
Toto: I know him. He's a sick man.


Blanche: Rose, Ted's coming over later and I don't want that dog making a big mess, he's already been into my personal things.
Rose: Well, maybe we should get him some rubber toys.
Blanche: They do seem to be his preference.


(An off-duty cop makes an arrest in the girls' apartment.)
Cop: I don't have any handcuffs on me!
(Everyone looks at Blanche.)
Blanche: Oh! Okay, I'll get mine.


Blanche: Well, that's a tour of my home, Madam Zelda.
Madam Zelda: Did a nurse die in this house?
Blanche: No, why do you say that?
Madam Zelda: I am getting strong visions of a woman in a nurse's uniform, writhing and screaming whilst a man leans over her.
Blanche: Well, if that was last Wednesday, it was me and the man I'm currently dating, but it was a French maid's uniform.

Dorothy: Ma, if you don't start listening to the doctor's orders, I'm going to tell on you.
Sophia: Oh, what is he going to do? Spank me?
Blanche: Tell him to stop by my room.

(Note: I'm very upset that I somehow missed the Golden Girls Gone Wild art show, but you can view the images here.)