Season's Beatings in New York

New York travel dates confirmed: 12/24-1/2.

Even though I lived in New York for years, I never played there! Pity, I know. So you should take this opportunity to play with me now!

I expect to be pretty busy but I hope to make a few new friends while I'm in town.

Book of Revelation movie review

Three masked women drug a lead male dancer and have their way with him for a few weeks. When they finally dump his sorry ass, he whimpers like a little bitch.

Needless to say, I loved this mainstream Femdomme flick.

But what kills me about it, is that when this bloke goes back to his life, he can't explain what happened to him. His live-in dancer girlfriend thinks he went on some fling. He tries to tell the cops what happened: "A friend of mine was abducted by three women." They all start laughing, "Poor bastard."

The women wear these sexy custom black masks with optional mouth pieces with robes to disguise their identities. They keep him chained up. One woman deeply scratches him down his back, leaving four bloody trails. They make him piss himself. They make him masturbate; when he refuses, they put his ankle in his vise and threaten to break it. When he pisses them off, the leader comes to him in the middle of the night: "Sorry to wake you" and out comes the olive oil and a large purple dildo. They make him dance for them.

When asked why, one masked woman simply says, "Because you're beautiful."

I laugh hysterically.

Happy Spanksgiving!

This year, I am thankful for all my sexy friends and you! Some of you are also my sexy friends, fellow bloggers, or new people to have fun with--and I am thankful you read my blog!

It was a pretty mellow day for me, drinking fine wine and enjoying fine company. As per usual, I contributed to the feast with my excellent vegan desserts. This year I made pumpkin bread and apple pie that were quite well received. Amusing to me and my hosts was the fact I delivered said desserts in a Pleaser shoe box that once contained my over the knee buckled beauties.

We concluded the evening watching Blood Freak, a B-movie tradition for me about a man who eats tainted turkey which turned him into a, ahem, blood freak, or just a man wearing a paper mache turkey head. For the first time, I explored the other totally odd extras that included some noir skin flick shorts.

Hope you had a truly wonderful Spanksgiving! If you want to make it more wonderful, you will take advantage of my all weekend special.

Latex loves Me

Here's a sneak peek of an impromptu photo shoot with Tommy O.



We had planned to hang out, but not to shoot. We didn't stand a chance--I look amazing in latex, and he loves to shoot amazing ladies in latex. Just an hour before I was trolling the farmer's market, picking up organic winesap apples for my kickass pie. So if you were wondering what I looked like on my "off" day, it's pretty much what I look like everyday.

Latex Pool Pervert

I'm trying to take a nice relaxing dip in my latex gown, but a pervert is spying on me!

Precision

Just when I thought I was cool, Isabella Sinclaire proves me wrong with this commercial:



I think I will attempt this for my next feat. Maybe I should try a different kind of nut.

Fetish Nation

Had a lovely time at Fetish Nation the other night, a newish fetish club every other Saturday at Circus by the same people who put on Club Hell.

I wore my new naughty nurse outfit, black patent leather boots with red soles and gloves of course--all to much praise. It may have something to do with it's second skin fit and the fact that most of my legs were exposed. ;)

There was some foot contest for most attractive feet, but I somehow missed the sign-up otherwise I'm sure these tootsies would have won the prize! I had a wonderful foot massage regardless. I have been preloading foot massages when I go out these days--it's a good way to make it through the evening in fetish shoes. Besides, I can never get enough attention on my feet.

A fashion show by Venus Prototype features some rather foxy latex designs including some great printed pieces. Various play stations are scattered in the main area of the club, but I got my own private lube up from a Beautiful Lady.

What I find particularly amusing about this particular club is that Circus is so big, there's actually another club night going on at the same time with "normals." I find the interaction between the fetish and vanilla fascinating. Sometimes we wander through their side with the standard technodisco and strobe light, but lately I have been noticing more and more plaid shirts among the latex when it's time for the shows.

While walking around with a friend who works in the scene, a vanilla girl said, "Ohmygod! You look so hot!" With my friend wearing a fetching ensemble of fishnets, a black corset and ample breasts--I tended to agree.

Out of ear shot, my friend scoffed, "It's my job to look this hot."

Indeed.