I'm in New Orleans and this weekend DomCon is too. I should be excited, but with the things that are really going on in this town right now I am finding little enthusiasm for dressing up and spanking old ass white guys. I am looking forward to seeing some friends I have not seen in … Continue reading DomCon
I ended up living on a farm. An urban farm in New Orleans. I became an accidental farm manager. A month ago I didn’t even know how to pick up a chicken. Now I care for 30 of them every day. I can see how it might seem unusual for a dominatrix to become a … Continue reading Make Hay While The Sun Shines!
Earlier in the week I was working on some smutty things when my landlord’s goon started pounding on my door. He said the landlord sent him over to ‘kick the door down’ so I offered him some water and tried to negotiate a situation where that didn’t happen. He tried to talk me into opening … Continue reading Moving and Stuff
I came to New Orleans to give up on life. I had been physically unwell for a number of years and was pretty sure I was going to die. After every possible medical test I discovered that nothing at all was wrong with me, I am in fact quite healthy, despite the horrible problems I … Continue reading Drugs and God!
I’m looking for something. I’m not sure if I am looking for sex or love, but I’m not looking for them both in the same person. Not today. When I’m horny I want to find a person to roll around with. Someone who is only in town for three months, who has time on their … Continue reading Maybe My Standards Are Too High
Recently I developed a new kink. I became excited about giantess fetish. The idea of shrinking men down into tiny little things — making them the size of a doll, or a dildo, or the size of a bug. Shrinking them and then doing things to men that you really can’t do to full size … Continue reading My New Kink — Giantess Fetish!
Hey there. I’m still alive. I’m still in New Orleans. I’m alright, I guess. I think about you often. I know I never write to you but I think about you constantly. I realize that does not make my lack of smutty stories any better for you but I know that if you really want … Continue reading Cats and Wine
I met a young man. He turned out to be really good in bed. After a few months he got jumpy and we stopped the hot steamy hump fest that had overrun our lives. After a little while we got back together and then we broke up. We have repeated this cycle for years now. … Continue reading For Real. For Ever. This Time.