Footnight @ Dungeon Servitu

It was my first time finally seeing the new space Dungeon Servitu. I liked the space and thought it was an appropriate location for Footnight.

The theme was elegance, so I wore a very short white satin backless dress. The view of Me going on the stairs was very distracting indeed.

As I walked in, Mazzy Star's "Into Dust" was playing, one of my favorite songs. It set a good mood for me for the evening and then of course immediately being asked for a session.

One of my fantasies came true that night as I managed to stay in one prime location for a couple of hours. As soon as one foot boy left, another rushed in. I was happy to see one of my favorite regulars who had made some extra preparations expecting to see me and he got a little CBT action while I was having my legs and feet adoringly worshipped.

Sadly, I didn't get a chance to see a few people who I know wanted to see me. I'm very popular at Footnight, if you definitely want to see me, I suggest contacting me before and setting a time to meet. It's difficult to check my phone during the night, but you can also try texting me.

127 Hours Premiere

I came. I saw. I wore latex, do you really want to know about the movie?

Probably not something I would normally see unless I was still with my infamous rock climbing ex, but I still enjoyed the film., which is based on the true story of Aron Ralston, who got stuck in the desert for 127 hours because his hand is pinned by a boulder that fell on him. While I was a girl scout, I'm no regular adventurer, so here is my dominatrix reading of the film:

First of all, safety clown says its always a good idea to tell someone where you are going and have the proper supplies. Do I begin mummification with saran wrap before I have my safety scissors laid out? Fuck no. It's all fun and games until someone loses a hand or can't get out of the mummification before his lunch hour is up.

I was impressed with Aron's single handed rigging with rock climber rope and carabiners to attempt to lift the boulder, but as he quipped, I really need a different kind of rope, a couple of pulleys and eight burly men to do all the work. Surprisingly, I've often had a similar thought. But I'll take the rope advice of a rock climber any day and still have the handmade binder detailing knots etc. lovingly prepared by said ex. (Bonus tip: get retired climbing rope and take out the core, it makes great bondage rope Midori even said so!)

Finally, the bloody gory cutting off his arm part. Considering I am a person who routinely tortures people (with their expressed consent) and has made some lovely bloody messes--this scene didn't really bother me at all. I may be jaded. There was a great build-up and suspense, but honestly I would have tried to cut my arm off by Day 2. Most people were cringing and hiding their faces, including my date Stephen Elliot, but I like to think of it more as snuggling in my latex loveliness, compliments of Atsuko Kudo.

Oh yeah, in the beginning of the film, there was an emergency of someone needing a doctor because apparently a woman was having a diabetic seizure. There was a call to raise the house lights, but it never happened. Leave it to Hollywood to not interrupt anything seemingly important. I personally like to attend to all my medical emergencies in the blasted dark. Perhaps someone had the flashlight app.

Afterwards, there was routine Hollywood boozing, schmoozing and fawning over my dress. Amber Tamblyn, one of the few other people in the movie, couldn't believe that I was still wearing my patent leather sky high stilettos, towering over everyone. I told her I would die before I took them off. She had ditched her Louboutins earlier being in them since the afternoon. I was concerned for their safety as I warned some errant shoe fetishist might make off with them (okay, me) but she assured me they were with her agent. We discussed the power of a great sexy shoe.

What a lovely night!

Dark Planet

Halloween was particularly amazing this year. My supersexyshiny friends and I threw a party, a force to be reckoned with! There were strippers, space brew, and of course the latex Unicorn!

From left, Kitten wearing custom Kaori's Dreams, Jennipurr is wearing Inner Sanctum and the Unicorn in gas mask by Wild Gas Masks.

After several hours as a Unicorn, I changed into my sexy silver stripper bikini. People kept giving me money and stuffing it down my g-string! There's a lot of naughty pictures of me spanking the Ladies and grabbing men's crotches, hehe!



I ended the very long night in the hot tub. I wish more nights were like this, but strangely a lot of my nights are pretty similar! ;)

Winner: Justine's pet!

Thank you everyone for donating to the Susan G. Komen Foundation. I just made a reliable third party draw the winner and it is: Justine's Pet! You know who you are, and you should email me to claim your prize, lucky lucky pet.

Hooray for Boobies!

Happy Rocktober! Home to Halloween and Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

Last year, I donated my panties to help raise money for breast cancer in Australia this year I'm going a little more local. So I'm doing something a little different. Every $25 you donate to the Susan G. Komen Foundation enters you into My virtual raffle where you get a chance for a 1 hour session with Me. Donations to this foundation are also deductible.

That's right. $25 to an amazing cause and you might have an amazing hour with Me!

And just because I really want to make sure you donate, I'll sweeten the deal by discounting your session for the month of October. So you get a discount to the session you were already planning with Me AND you get a chance for another one!


Why?

Don't you love breasts as much as I do? And honestly, because I'm TELLING you to donate to this amazing cause.

How does it work?

Go to the Susan G. Komen Foundation Donation page I have specifically created for this project. I will be notified when a donation is made. (If you decide to donate another way, I will need to see proof to enter you into My raffle and discount your session.)


Rules:

1. MY sessioning protocol still stands, i.e. will not be doing something not listed in my interests.
2. Must show proof of donation.
3. Drawing will be on 10/31.
4. One hour session at a location of our mutual agreement; after one hour, standard rates apply.




Both my mother and best friend died from this terrible disease. I am creating this page in their memory.

So please donate, because we all have mothers and best friends.

And we all love breasts, so let's keep them around!

Palm Springs

Need a weekend in the desert, so I will be going out to Palm Springs 10/14-10/17.

The military base Twentynine Palms is close by and I am offering a discount to all military personnel, because I love a man in uniform. Consider this my contribution to the war effort. Marilyn Monroe lent her voice to raise spirits, I'm sure my flogger will do more!

Escape from the Dungeon!

I only caught part of this episode of Bored to Death, because, ironically I had to escape TO the dungeon.

I was getting ready when I heard some typical dungeon sounds: the buzzing of a door, a stern woman speaking, screams, whippings and I see the lovely Mistress Florence (played by Kristen Johnston, how I love 6' tall women!) telling cute little Jonathan Ames (Jason Schwartzman) to be naked and laying ass up on the bondage table.

A little unrealistic how quickly she got out of her business casual outfit into full latex, but I like her quip: "What do you want your safe word to be?" Jonathan: "Help?" "I prefer 'eunuch.'" Then she proceeds to beating up Jonathan who is wearing a full leather bondage suit, complete with hood and booties.

Unfortunatley, the dungeon gets raided and a lot of interesting clients are forced in the hallway, but Jonathan escapes and runs all over the City trying to find someone to unlock him from his leather bondage. Hilarity ensures. Clients await.

Ebanned

Perhaps you've been wanting something personal from the Mistress? I have created an
Ebanned account where I will be listing stinky shoes, stockings, panties and the like.

Want something in particular? Let me know!

Right now I'm listing my four year old running sneakers. I will be wearing them daily without socks during this heatwave, don't let my sweat go to waste.

Republicans and Masturbation

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SCUM Manifesto ~ Book Review

Read the complete text here.

Years ago my partner had given the SCUM Manifesto by Valerie Solanas to me as an important text of the feminist canon. I revisit it now with a Femme Domme reading, as I have believed for several years that Females are superior to men. It is so clearly and boldly outlined in this text. While there is much to discuss in this short controversial book, there are two main points I find pertinent to our discussion. First, that men are inferior to women and second that men know that they are inferior to women, but have managed to trick women into thinking themselves inferior.




Consider the following:

"The male is a biological accident: the Y (male) gene is an incomplete X (female) gene, that is, it has an incomplete set of chromosomes. In other words, the male is an incomplete female, a walking abortion, aborted at the gene stage. To be male is to be deficient, emotionally limited; maleness is a deficiency disease and males are emotional cripples."

"The female's individuality, which he is acutely aware of, but which he doesn't comprehend and isn't capable of relating to or grasping emotionally, frightens and upsets him and fills him with envy. So he denies it in her and proceeds to define everyone in terms of his or her function or use, assigning to himself, of course, the most important functions -- doctor, president, scientist -- therefore providing himself with an identity, if not individuality, and tries to convince himself and women (he's succeeded best at convincing women) that the female function is to bear and raise children and to relax, comfort and boost the ego if the male; that her function is such as to make her interchangeable with every other female."


I am a feminist intellectual who believes in Female Superiority. Bring Me books and rub My feet, Incomplete Gene!