It’s art, baby.

Just a little blog entry to share some of my favorite pics from my excursion around Paris today, the main focus being my visit to the Museum d’Orsay.

People watching at a Parisian cafe.

People watching at a Parisian cafe.

Half naked man in bondage, on his knees in front of the Pope? HOT.

Half naked man in bondage, on his knees in front of the Pope? HOT.

A Goddess surrounded by adoring mortals & angels? HOT.

A Goddess surrounded by adoring mortals & angels? HOT.

A half naked Goddess reclining in luxury? HOT.

A half naked Goddess reclining in luxury? HOT.

Jesus, tied up & whiped to shit? FUCKING HOT.

Jesus, tied up & whiped to shit? FUCKING HOT.

Mmmm MMA? Vampires? Muscle hunk biting other muscle hunks neck in a wrestling hold? Yum. HOT.

Mmmm MMA? Vampires? Muscle hunk biting other muscle hunks neck in a wrestling hold? Yum. HOT.

Looking up at me with art in the background? Awesome & HOT.

Looking up at me with art in the background? Awesome & HOT.

I bought this print today. Fit men, on their hands & knees working? HOT!

I think you’ll agree that I’m clearly more cultured for the experience…

Best,
Mistress T

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My European trip so far…

I’m writing this from my hotel room in Budapest. It’s Saturday night and I tried to have a night on the town but I just didn’t have it in me. I’ve had a lot of intense human interaction the last week and I was craving some alone time.

I’ll back up…a little over a week ago I arrived in London. My second night in town I went to the Torture Garden Fetish Party. It was fantastic. Lots of eye candy, some good dancing & debauchery.

I battled my old arch enemy jet leg those first few days and arrived at Whiplash Towers ready for action. I stayed there for four nights and had so much fun I didn’t want to leave. Nikki & her crew of deviants were a delight to work with. We filmed loads and loads of awesome content for both of our sites…plus had some great sessions. It was wonderful having a team of slaves catering to my needs both on and off camera. I love working with Nikki Whiplash. She has a wickedly creative mind and I could listen to her saucy verbals with that accent forever & never tire of it.

I filmed a bunch of vids for Nikki last fall & you can find me on her various EXCELLENT sites:

http://www.mistresswhiplash.com/index.php

http://www.facesittingbitches.com/index.php

http://www.ballbustingworld.com/index.php

Teaser pic of Nikki Whiplash & I working over some poor slave.

Teaser pic of scene I filmed in Nikki’s dungeon with 4 slaves watching me….um…you’ll have to wait until I release the vid!

I loved staying at Whiplash Towers. It was chalk-a-block full of interesting things. Here’s a few fun snaps:

This gnome doesn’t go in the garden….so where DOES it go???

This is the famous ‘BAM’. If you know what the B.A.M. stands for EMAIL MsT@MistressT.net for a free 1 day premium pass to my site!

Not just artistic/decorative but handy in the event of an apocalypse!

Church hat, leather gloves, strap-on harness, coat…one of these is not like the other…

A typical Dominatrix bathroom: anti-bacterial soap, ass-toys, wet wipes, nipple clamps and a hair brush perfect for spanking that sternly states: “NOT FOR SPANKING!” Doh!

You also find the loveliest people at Whiplash Towers, like Nina Birch! (LOVE this woman! xoxoxo)

Here’s Nina’s site: http://www.ladyninabirch.com/

And you can also find her in many epic films on The English Mansion (you’ll find me there too, as well as Nikki Whiplash & Fetish Liza. It was, in fact, The English Mansion & the much loved Sidonia Von Bork who brought us all together!)  http://www.theenglishmansion.com/

After four intense days with Nikki I flew to Budapest, Hungary to model for Fetish Liza’s kinky films. Liza is passionate about leather, latex, sexy heels and pantyhose/stockings. She’s always dressed to kill! She also has an amazing house with a beautiful wine cellar/dungeon which made the perfect backdrop for some pretty twisted scenes.

See more of the delectable Fetish Liza here:

http://www.fetishliza.com/home.html

Here’s a few pics from my phone taken at Liza’s:

Shoes? Check! Stockings? Check! Gloves? Check! Panties? Ah, screw it.

Nice day for a ride! I worked a pony slave to the point of collapse wearing this number.

Don’t I look mean? Grrr! This is the authentic wine cellar turned dungeon. Nice, eh?

So, I’ve got a couple days on my own in Budapest. I plan on having a spa day, traditional baths, etc. Then I’ll be taking an overnight train to Paris (I love trains!) and will have three nights there before heading to The English Mansion for the last week. We’ll be filming for both of our sites and I’m looking forward to it. It’s going to be fun AND productive.

Best,
Mistress T

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Europe bound…

FYI, I’ll be in London this Friday, May 4…in case you missed all the previous announcements.

The new news is that my schedule has been rearranged to accommodate a couple of private bookings this weekend (Friday night, Saturday late morning & Sunday night).

I am booked pretty much the entire rest of the trip with filming…and I do not need any more films slaves at this point.

I will be at the Torture Garden fetish party Saturday night. You can respectfully say hi if you see me there.

I’ll be filming with Nikki Whiplash early in the week and heading to Hungary later in the week to film with Fetish Liza.

Between the 13-17 I’ll have a break and will consider taking a private session or two in Budapest and/or Paris. I’m also receptive to social time with fans who would like to share a meal/show me the sites, etc.

After that I will be heading to The English Mansion in Bath for the rest of my time in Europe. Sidonia Von Bork has some very interesting filming plans for me…

I am so excited to be filming with these amazing ladies. It sounds like it’s going to be very action-packed.

So, if you wanted to meet me in London this weekend send me an email telling me exactly what you’re into. Aim to impress as demand does outweigh supply and I will only see those I’m very interested in seeing.

EMAIL: MsT@MistressT.net

Best,
Mistress T

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“Shower Time” might be a *golden* opportunity to serve me…

You could be licking those little feet! Slurp!

You could be this human furniture/face seat cushion smothered under my juicy ass!

You could be that boot-lickin’ gimp!

I’m bringing this dress & these gloves…and those tits too….

An Interesting Day-In-The-Life

I’m often asked what a day in the life of Mistress T is like. I do lead a pretty interesting life but not all days are noteworthy. Today was.

I spent last night at a lovers place so I awoke in his bed and started the day with slow, sleepy, sensual sex. Then he made me breakfast and we cuddled which lead to some fairly dirty sex. A couple of friends came by for a visit, then we had sex again before going to two yoga classes in a row.

That’s already a pretty good day for me but it continued.

I went for dinner with a couple of friends but was keeping an eye on my phone/email. A valuable film slave who I’ve worked with before had surfaced and offered himself this evening…plus an interesting session request had come in.

It was Saturday night and I would normally be going to a fetish party, but I decided to make it a work night instead.

I filmed an incredible scene with a huge cum shot. I had time to edit a vid in the lull between filming and the session.

At 2am I went to a session in a fancy hotel. I only take sessions that interest me these days and this one was intriguing. He basically just wanted to talk about his fetishes/fantasies to a Dominatrix. With my signature red lips, wearing my favorite black stiletto boots, skin-tight black pants and a black sheer designer top I sat on the sofa in a well-appointed hotel room while the client sat on a chair in his PJ’s sipping vodka on ice. He talked, I listened.

The session ended with him putting a show on for me. As I sat on a stool in the palatial marble bathroom watching him masturbate he all of a sudden stopped and asked if I was going to write about this in my blog.

I wasn’t sure if he was worried about discretion or thought it would be hot to be written about…so I took a guess at the answer he was looking for and said: “Yes, but with discretion.”

He seemed satisfied with that because he immediately blew his load and cheerfully ate up his cum.

It’s 4:30am and my very interesting day is finally at an end. I’ve seen three different men cum today…and about seven orgasms between all of us. Good night. xo

Best,
Mistress T

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Pic taken at 4:30am...do I look tired or immensely satisfied? Because I'm BOTH.

Bali – Cockfight

I’m sitting in the airport in Korea on a long journey back home from Bali. I have been thinking about my trip and how to share the highlights on this blog. I realize most of you are more interested in the life & times of Mistress T and kinky stuff so perhaps my personal travels might bore you. I decided to divide up the highlights in bite sizes.

It wasn’t my first time at this rodeo, er, I mean cockfight. When I was traveling solo in Cuba about six years ago, with some difficulty I managed to get to experience an illegal cockfight deep in the woods. It was attended by a few dozen men, only a couple of women selling food and one tourist: me. It was exhilarating and unnerving to be in the middle of nowhere with so many men at an aggressive, illegal cockfight…I don’t mean to imply there was anything sexy about it but it was an interesting experience.

A few years later in Cambodia I had another opportunity to see a cockfight and again, I was pretty much the only women there. Cockfighting is a man’s sport, make no mistake.

You can read more about cockfighting on Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cockfight

A couple weeks ago in Bali I noticed the tell-tale baskets covering roosters & figured that cockfighting was alive & well there too. I did some asking around and eventually got the date & location of the next local event.

What do I like about cockfighting? I find it interesting to observe the culture of it and to compare it to other countries. This is not a performance for tourists, usually I am the only tourist in attendance. It’s an opportunity to see locals being themselves, authentically.

The cockfight itself? The actual FIGHT & blood? Well, on the one hand I understand the animal cruelty aspect of it but on the other hand I see it as the cocks fulfilling their destiny. They are born to fight. They are naturally aggressive to other competitors. Every fiber of their being screams to fight and eliminate the competition. It’s all they want to do. They would rather fight than eat, sleep, maybe they’d even rather fight than fuck? Can you imagine what it would feel like to be so singularly driven? To feel like your life’s purpose is to do something and then to actually do it? To do it with all your heart and soul. To fight for the love of fighting. Once in it they are fighting to survive but the initial drive is just to fucking FIGHT.

One of my favorite all time movies is “Fight Club” by the way *smile*.

So here’s some pics I took of my Bali cockfight experience.

The only pic of me at the cock fight.

A man & his beloved cock...get yer mind out of the gutter...

Two men comparing their cocks. Really? How juvenile. Stop giggling.

Cocks in action! ...You just can't be serious, can you? Tsk Tsk.

A close up of a fairly big cock. ...Ok, that's enough. Sicko.

 

 

FREE PORN! Yes, really.

I’m being generous. Plain & simple.

I have added an entire free vid to the PREVIEWS section of my site:

http://www.MistressT.net/free_video

You can stream or download it without being a member of my site.

This is a full length sample vid.

One of personal fantasies (that has occasionally come true in real life) is to have one or more sex slaves. Men that are primarily used for sex. Men with cocks I enjoy fucking. Men with good mouths and skilled hands who are trained to please me in the specific ways I enjoy. I would also share these sex slaves with my girlfriends. I would be proud of my possession and want to show it off. I would want my friends to enjoy themselves too.

In this vid I play out one of my fantasies. The exciting moments before a big event. Full of anticipation as if at the top of a roller coaster about to go down. My trained sex slave will be put to work satisfying some of my special friends. I want him to be able to stay hard all evening without getting too excited and having an ‘accident’ (cumming when he shouldn’t). So I milk a load of cum out of him to better prepare him for service.

It’s a sexy handjob vid with a more complex and erotic storyline. As a bonus, glove fetishists and latex fans will have some eye candy.

Sex Slave Pre Party Milking

If you want to see more you can either join my members site or get pay-per-view vids from my clips4sale store. I can’t hyper link to it from WordPress but you can copy & paste the link (remember to bookmark it!):

http://clips4sale.com/23869

If you’re not already following me on Twitter, you really should:

More kitten blood, less time-wasting emails, please.

Other possible titles for this blog post:

1. What the fuck do you want from me?

2. I can’t take drawings to the bank.

Email management is a full time job. I try to respond to everyone but sometimes I cut corners and skip ones that seem crazy, rude or if there seems to be no value in it for me (I know that sounds harsh, but it’s a big, bad world out there and it’s time you knew *smile*.)

About a week ago I received an email that I chose not to respond to because I was super busy that day, although I would have normally sent a quick response to this type of email. This is it:

Subject line: Chickens

I’m bad at subject lines, so I just end up typing random stuff.

So I stumbled across a video of yours, and you scared the crap out of me, but I was a bit intrigued about the woman behind the one I was watching stand on some dudes face. Not a fan of domination, but whatever, I was intrigued to say the least.

Did a little “Google” homework and discovered you actually seem to be a really nice lady through reading your blog. After watching a few videos of yours I just assumed you would go around stealing children in the night and drinking kitten blood because of what you do professionally, but through the things you write, it hardly seems to be the case… well, maybe you are a vampire-zombie, but I won’t hold that against you. I joke. Truth-be-told, you seem like a pretty down-to-earth woman, and I can respect your business sense, and ambition to capitalize on a market – in your case – fetish/domination/kittens/standing on dudes heads.

I don’t really expect a reply, but I’ll send this e-mail anyway. I’m a photographer/video producer. I’m not exactly in the porn market, but I have an eye for natural beauty, and I think you have it in spades. I’m not trying to kiss your ass or anything, but I think you have a unique look.

I live up in Syracuse, NY, which is probably the last place you’ll ever end up, but if for some reason you do end up here, I would like to do some non-nude photographs(or video) of you. I tend to do really artsy type shit. Not really in the porn business, but if you wanted a camera guy to do a shoot for that up here in Syracuse, I could do that, as long as you were cool with my style of shooting… never mind, porn doesn’t exist in Syracuse : /

So yes, that is my crappy pitch! I kid. I just wanted to say I respect, and “get,” what you do as a business woman. If you do ever find your way to the frozen wasteland that is Upstate-NY, I would totally love to photograph you, because I do think you have this natural beauty about you, that I don’t think has been captured yet. Cheese I know, but you do have a unique look, and I truly mean it.

At any rate; sorry for eating up your time if you did make it through this email.

Peace,

_______

Today he sent me another email:

I sent you an email about a week ago. I didn’t expect a response, nor was I given one, but that’s okay because I understand how a business works. I decided to break the ice with you by drawing this awesome picture that I have attached to this email. I hope you enjoy because this is about the only thing I can draw. Good day ma’m.

WTF? (What-The-Fuck?)

My response was as follows. Please take note if you were planning on sending me an email that will take me away from what my time is best spent on: making more porn for my precious paying fans to jerk off to. Sending me flattering emails is not an unselfish act. You are looking for attention. You want to be acknowledged. It is manipulation disguised as being ‘nice’. I am not someone with low self esteem who needs to be told I’m pretty to keep me from committing suicide. If you truly want to GIVE or show your appreciation/respect rather than TAKE then do it with money. I am a business woman. Respect that. To put that in context, read my response and also read Ceara Lynch’s excellent blog post on a similar topic: http://cearalynch.livejournal.com/109616.html:

I didn’t respond because your email was about me coming to upstate NY, which I have no plans for. Your offer to photograph me is moot unless I plan to come to you to make it happen, which I’m not. You say you understand business…so while I enjoy my glass of kitten blood let me say: if you want a pen pal, I’m not it. If you want to pay for something (a custom vid, a webcam session, pay to see me by bringing me to you or you coming to me…if you want to buy me a gift/tribute, etc.) great. Let’s talk, but you’ll need to show me the money pretty quick for me to take you seriously. I can’t take drawings to the bank. If you aren’t interested in business or sending me any more kitten blood, good day (which means you don’t need to send any more drawings or emails).

Best,
Mistress T

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Still think I'm SO nice? Suck it.

Don't be fooled by cute-ness!

A Peek Inside MY Fantasy World

One of the most common questions I’m asked is:

“What fetishes are you REALLY into?”

Obviously, it’s unlikely I’m personally turned on by every vid that I do. Who has that many kinks?

The answer is complicated. I find another person’s arousal arousing. Leaving judgement at the door I’ve allowed myself to be turned on by a wide variety of things. In the moment, in the right circumstance, almost anything can be eroticized. Spell checker is telling me that’s not a word? Fuck you spell checker:

eroticize, eroticise[ɪˈrɒtɪˌsaɪz]

vb

(tr)to regard or present in a sexual way

eroticization , eroticisation n

I digress.

So, what goes on in my head when it’s just me and my hand in bed…or the jets on my tub…?

Here’s the tip of the iceberg: Objectification, humiliation and shame are usually a part of my personal fantasies. Taboo family fantasies often come into play too. Don’t read too much into that. I would never condone incest, pedophilia, etc in real life. As long as no one is harmed in real life, what happens in my head or in your head is fine and you should only feel ashamed of it if shame is what you’re into.

Here’s an example of a scenario that I would masturbate to:

It’s late at night. A car is parked in the driveway of a house. You can barely make out two people inside the car having sex from the perspective of looking out a window of the house. Who is looking out the window, watching? It’s the father of the teenage (about 18) daughter who is having sex with a guy in the car. The father is kneeling, his knees getting sore. He’s been there for hours, waiting, as instructed by the daughter. This happens pretty much every Saturday night.

The car door opens, she steps out pulling down her skirt and giving her boyfriend one last passionate kiss good night. She comes inside and ignores her stupid father at first until she gets herself into position, bent over the kitchen table, skirt pulled up, the moonlight coming in through the window showing her glistening, freshly fucked pussy. Cum smeared and dripping down her thighs. She snaps her fingers, he knows the drill, he crawls over and starts licking her pussy, cleaning her and giving her another orgasm. She’s cruel to him, saying things like: “You’re a sick fuck for being attracted to your own daughter. I would never, ever fuck you but I’ll humiliate you and use your mouth for my pleasure…the only way you get to lick my pussy is if it tastes like another man’s cum. I don’t want you to enjoy this too much. You’re so weak and horny you’ll do anything I tell you to. I know you’re thinking about me when you’re fucking mom. I know you feel ashamed and grossed out with yourself and you should. If I ever told anyone the truth your life would be ruined.”

Her complete control over her father turns her on, the power rush…but she’s not attracted to him. That’s why she bends over the kitchen table so she doesn’t have to look at him while his mouth pleasures her. He is objectified, degraded, used. He feels shame and sometimes even cries…which I love.

A ‘disclaimer’ on this: I lost my virginity when I was 15 to my 16 year old boyfriend. It was nice. I was never sexually molested by anyone and no one in my family was ever sexually inappropriate. This fantasy isn’t about me, they usually aren’t. The first time I felt arousal I was reading an erotic story which seemed to have set a pattern of fantasizing about other people rather than myself in a scenario. Having said that, I was a VERY sexual teen. The summer I was 16 I had many lovers and I loved every minute of it. I perused boys. I initiated sex. I know I’m not alone. Teenage girls tend to be just as horny as teenage boys.

The reason that many of my vids have complex story lines is because that’s how I’m wired. All of my fantasies are complex. There’s a lot going on. How people are feeling about what’s going on…rather than just penis-in-vagina sex that makes up most mainstream porn. I don’t judge if that’s what does it for you, but if there isn’t a story I won’t have an orgasm. I know by now that there is actually a lot of men that are on the same page.

I suppose in a way fantasy for me is more realistic if it’s complex. That’s life, isn’t it? Usually there’s more going on than just penetration. The brain is the most important sex organ!

Best,
Mistress T

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"Put that tongue to work!"

Brat girls know their power!

 

Being judged sucks monkey balls.

Watch me read this blog entry (I guess that makes it a VLOG?). Download or stream the 6 minute vid here: http://www.mistresst.net/free_video

I have a pretty charmed life. A unique life that I have very carefully created. It’s not always easy being me though. Today was one of those not-so-easy days.

If you’ve read my blog from the beginning you know that it took me awhile to go against what society expected me to do and to do what truly makes me happy. So many people just go through the motions in life. Like Lemmings. Sheep. Being true to yourself and finding your own path, especially when it is unusual, can be difficult.

When people find out that I’m a Dominatrix or a Fetish Porn Performer/Producer they tend to have more misconceptions than you can shake a stick at. They tend to jump to bizarre conclusions about what kind of person I must be and what kind of life I must live. I used to enjoy educating people. Now I’m so tired of being judged I avoid telling people what I do.

Today I learned that my neighbors have seen my website, followed my twitter feed and they’ve read my blog. Hi neighbors: I know you’re reading this too.

It seems they are uncomfortable with me living in their building. Why?

It’s a morality issue cloaked in an illogical concern for building safety. The assumption being that I must have a parade of sicko’s coming and going ready to cause property damage or a disturbance.

There is, in fact, no logical reason for them to be concerned. I’m an excellent tenant and neighbor. I’m quiet and considerate. I may also be a kinky, immoral, sexual deviant but any of the other neighbors could be too and just not put it on the internet. What I do does not impact my neighbors in any way. I’m not even loud when I have sex!

Do I sound a little defensive? I am. No one likes feeling judged.

I live in a very gay friendly neighborhood. At one time a gay man would have had to hide his sexuality from a landlord and neighbors because people wouldn’t want ‘one of them’ living in their building…assuming there would be a parade of sicko’s coming and going at all hours engaging in filthy, immoral gay sex acts. You would be hard-pressed to find anyone brave enough in my neighborhood these days who would discriminate against someone for their sexual orientation.

My point being that over time, people become more accepting…and maybe within my time I’ll see people become more open-minded about folks with kink’s & fetishes. People won’t assume that someone who makes porn for a living is an unsavory neighbor.

No one who comes to my home is going to cause property damage or any disturbance. My friends may be kinky or open-minded, but they’re not hooligans. Why am I explaining all this anyway? I’ve lived here for a month without incident. I have nothing to apologize for. The only incident has been my neighbors actions to make me feel uncomfortable in my new home. I have as much right to feel comfortable here as they do…and I’ve done nothing to infringe on their comfort. They have snooped and spied. They have created imaginary dangers, judged me and made me feel unwelcome. Who is the real bad guy here? If anyone has a reason to feel ashamed of their actions, it’s not me.

What will happen now? Well, I love my new place and I plan on staying for as long as I can. I have a feeling that the neighbors will come around and relax over time. I certainly hope so…because  I will not leave without a fight.

~ Do you have a story about being discriminated against or judged by a landlord or neighbors for your lifestyle or kinky occupation? Feel free to send me your stories and maybe I’ll make a blog entry with other people’s experiences. Sometimes it’s a comfort to know you’re not alone…and part of the reason I live my life so openly is for the camaraderie. So, share away!

Email: MsT@MistressT.net

Best,
Mistress T

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Beware of this unsavory neighbor. She doesn't believe in God or monogamy.

Be on the look out for this dangerous deviant. She may be armed with a dildo!

Fear & Danger

At yoga practice last week the teacher partnered us up to work on hand stands. I was paired with a very timid girl who was too scared to flail herself upside down against the wall into the hand stand position. Although I’m not good enough to do it without wall support yet, I have no hesitation doing a hand stand against the wall. I know that no matter how badly I fuck up, I’m not going to hurt myself. My feet will hit the wall, but I couldn’t possibly do it hard enough to cause any damage.

I demonstrated this several times for the timid girl and explained that she couldn’t hurt herself if she tried, she just had to assertively throw herself against the wall. Easy!

She couldn’t do it. Too scared.

It got me thinking about fear and perception of danger.

It reminded me of a conversation I recently had with a girlfriend. When I told her I was being flown to New York for a date of sorts her first response was: “oh, be careful!” This really rubbed me the wrong way…I suppose it’s my knee-jerk reaction to authority or Mothering. I launched into a bit of a rant asking her what exactly she thought I needed to be careful of? Rape? Murder? White slavery? Getting my heart broken? It was my safety she was worried about which frankly was pretty much the last thing I was concerned about. The idea that a man would fly me across the country to hurt me? Especially after proving his own identity (so he’s not even anonymous). And ME? Ha! I’m not exactly an easy target if you’re looking for a victim. I may be petite but I would not go quietly into that good night, I assure you.

I’m asked once in awhile if I worry about my safety seeing clients for private sessions….new film slaves, etc. The answer is that I’m no more concerned than I am of any random act of violence, a random car accident, an earth quake, etc. Shit happens in life. We do the best we can. I screen clients, I keep my wits about me when I’m walking alone at night, I wear a seat belt…beyond that, I live my life. More people in this world would rather hug you than hurt you. Love more, fear less. (Those last two lines come from the brilliant Halcyon who I know personally from Burning Man: http://hugnation.com/ )

I have seen literally hundreds of clients over the years. Of all those strangers and opportunities for something to go wrong I’ve only had one incident. It was with a client I had seen twice before without any problems. On the third visit I was training a new Domme, so I wasn’t even alone. In the middle of the session, without warning, he jumped up and grabbed me. He pushed me against the wall aggressively and the other Domme shouted at him. He immediately let go and ran down the hall and hid in the bathroom. I told him to leave which he did quietly.

I was shaken…mostly because I didn’t see it coming. It was simply random and at the end of the day I understood that. Shit happens. A nutter could have randomly attacked me in a grocery store.

Fearlessness doesn’t come from an absence of danger. It comes from surviving. After surviving all the crazy stuff that has happened so far in my life I have faith that I can handle myself in most situations. If shit does happen, I’ll be able to deal with it.

Fearlessness is also about a calculated risk. Ask yourself what’s the worst that can happen? Then ask yourself what’s the BEST thing that can happen?

My biggest fear is NOT  ‘living’ my life. I don’t want to regret NOT doing something. The Mae West quote I live by: “You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”

So, I’ll boldly flail myself against a wall and I’ll happily go to NY for a date with a stranger. *smile*
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Hand stand! (Pic taken by a friend, way easier than trying to take my own pic!)

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to take a picture of yourself doing a hand stand?

Hand stand...face standing...why not?

Random trampling pic...

Another random trampling pic to demonstrate my superior balancing skills...

Balancing on one foot in fetish boots? Somewhat impressive...