Blast from the past…

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This is just a random story that you might find interesting…IF you are into “getting to know me more intimately”.

I recently had the opportunity to catch up with an old flame I haven’t seen in 23 years. We’ll call him ‘Thor’ because he’s a lot of man.

When I was around 16/17 year old I had a very unique three-way relationship with Thor & his best friend that lasted almost a year. They were six years older than me, straight but adventurous & we had multiple threesomes. We partied a lot together aside from having sex…and we were close friends. There was an amazing amount of respect & affection considering how tawdry it might sound.

I remember being in a car with them tearing down a dirt road with the music blasting (O Fortuna ~ Carmina Burana: ) smashing mailbox’s with a baseball bat. Hey, I came from a small, rural place & “mailboxing” is a thing that bored young people do. It was thrilling & I felt alive! We didn’t get into an accident that time but we did another time. The car was totaled but I was fine. We had a lot of crazy times. Lots of booze & drug fueled parties.

I was closer with Thor and if it had been a few years later who knows where it might have gone but it wasn’t & circumstances caused us to part ways. He wanted a family & I was too young. Way too young & not inclined that way. He got back with an ex he still had feeling for & I moved away. I didn’t stay in contact feeling it was for the best. Through the grapevine I heard he married her & had a couple kids. That’s about all I knew.

Fast forward 23 years. We recently met up & it was amazing to reconnect. Life has not been kind to him and it was an enormous pleasure for him to lay eyes on me again. Thor had tried to track me down over the years unsuccessfully & thought of me often. He & his friend had often said to each other: “I hope we didn’t mess that kid up.” I find that so incredible. Of course society could look at the situation & jump to all kinds of judgements…but I was there & I can tell you that my relationship with them was one of the highlights of my youth. It opened my mind up to the idea of different types of relationships beyond standard, traditional monogamy. I learned that sex could be dirty fun AND respectful. It was liberating & educational. I am very grateful for the experience & have nothing but warm memories and feelings of affection for both of them.

When I told him about the whole “Mistress T” thing he laughed & said he wasn’t the least bit surprised. He explained that even back then it was obvious I was a very ambitious, determined & motivated person. He knew I would do well at whatever I chose. He also said that I was one of the most sexual people he had ever met so he always wondered if I’d end up doing some kind of work in the adult industry. I have always had a high sex drive but in my teens it was a force to be reckoned with. Thor & his best friend were not my only lovers at that time (& I wasn’t their only lover). Another thing about bored young people in rural places: they tend to fuck like it’s a hobby. In our ‘group’ everyone fucked everybody else. It seems extreme thinking back on it now, how much sex we all had, but after reading about our hunter gatherer roots in “Sex At Dawn” I now understand our behavior was actually far more ‘natural’ than pairing bonding or abstinence.

There were moments with Thor where it felt like we were transported back to that time. When I looked into his smiling eyes he seemed the same. But in other moments I could see how our lives have gone in very different directions & 23 years of living changes a person a great deal. I wish I could bring a little bit of that ‘teen spirit’ back, that feeling of thrilling sexual freedom, of everything being new. What a magical time! They say youth is wasted on the young. What a bitter sweet truth. I’m reminded that every phase of our life has value & nostalgia will make us remember it fondly. I will endeavor to make the most of this phase of my life. The maturity, experience & security I’ve built up while still having the health & energy to fully enjoy it.

So there’s a little slice of personal stuff for fans who crave to know more about me:-)


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Hump Day

Love & laughs...

Love & laughs…

My girlfriend brought over her newest lover. Like a shiny new toy she wanted to present to me. She loves to share her toys.

He was trim & virile. Keen but not as experienced as us. It was novel being with two women. We planned to only let him dip his toe in the water. Work him in slow. Boys minds are so easily blown.

We stood giggling in the tub all defrosting our feet in hot water. This is foreplay during Canadian winter.

I lubricated myself with vodka. Being typically unprepared I was using frozen raspberries as both ice & mix.

We cuddled in bed, touching by candlelight, listening to the “sophisticated indie” mix off Songza. I refused to remove my toque. Just to be weird. Being the only one drinking I joked that it was my rheumatism medication. At this stage of my life I have a hard time taking sex seriously. I like to laugh & I constantly, sometimes annoyingly, make jokes throughout. No one has kicked me out of bed for it yet, so obnoxiously, I continue.

She goes down on him. I know her mouth well. She has created magic on my pussy many times over the years. Talented, skilled, magic…whatever you call it, it’s fucking amazing. I can see she’s giving the same treatment to his cock & I’m not surprised at his reaction.

He pulls me in. I stroke his head with one hand & baby my drink in the other. It’s my bed, I’m careful to not spill booze in it. I kiss him. Slowly. His mouth is just a little more eager, a little faster than my pace. “Calm down cowboy, it’s a marathon, not a sprint.”

She’s working his cock like a champ, taking the whole thing all the way to the hilt, great hand-mouth coordination, she looks beautiful, sexy, slutty & powerful all at once. It’s something to behold. I observe, noting her technique, admiring her deep throating which I struggle with…I take a sip from my drink & the taste of raspberries takes me back to my youth, picking raspberries from the bush in the summer, eating them right there, brushing the bugs off, being careful of the thorns. I wonder if most people have ever eaten raspberries warmed by the sun…& then I feel guilty for letting my mind wander in the middle of an amazing moment & I wonder if that’s normal or if there’s something wrong with me?

I come back to the moment & observe his cock, wondering how it would feel in my pussy, wondering if it would look good on film…noting that I’ve come to a place where I simultaneously assess men for the potential to please me as well as their usefulness in my business. But there’s no doubt, this is a hot moment, a memory I’ll always cherish no matter what my conflicting thoughts are.

While I kiss him, and I love kissing, she brings him to the edge. He indicates he’s close & I pull away from his beautiful face to look at his cum shot, in case I decide to film with him, I need to know what his projection is like. I only feel bad about this for a second then say fuck it…my job is my life & if his dick or cum shot isn’t right for filming I’ll just use him for my pleasure anyway, it doesn’t matter…

I haven’t spilled a drop of my drink. I sip it in the afterglow & we cuddle. I love her so much. For all that she is. Her sexual freedom. She knows herself & she makes no apologies. She can have any man she wants & she gives & gets beautifully.

I am grateful for the life I’ve created, the people who I’ve surrounded myself & for random Wednesday night romps.

My boyfriend will be here soon & I’ll tell him all about what happened. I’ll remove my pants for the first time tonight…& we’ll probably have sex….but if we don’t, that’s okay too. Just having someone in my life I can share everything with, without drama or guilt is more important than an orgasm. Intimacy & sex play is about so much more than just orgasms…
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Paying for sex…

This post is all about ME paying for sex (not men paying me to have sex with them).


I’ve long had a fascination of paying for sex. It felt dirty & exciting. In my early 20’s I had a very handsome boyfriend who would play along with one of my fantasies. I liked to imagine that I was a very wealthy woman who attended a high society party where the individuals who were ‘for rent’ sexually wore a certain flower. You could arrange to have the person of your choice join you in your room during or after the party to service your intimate needs.

During sex I would have my boyfriend act professional, polite & service oriented. I would have him say: “Is that the way you like it Ma’am?”


I have had a variety of occasions to pay for sexual services from both males & females for myself & partners. A Lithuanian prostitute in the red light district in Amsterdam. A high end prostitute in Mendoza, Argentina & a lower end gal in a brothel in Buenos Aires. (In Amsterdam & Argentina I paid for prostitutes to fuck men while I watched.) I’ve paid male service providers for massages with hand releases for myself (rub n’ tug). Etc.

As some of you know, I have filmed almost exclusively with volunteers, fans & personal lovers. I have never paid male talent for my site but I have had the pleasure of working with them for other production companies. I felt that when it came to submissive men it just went against the authenticity to pay them. I’ve received some back lash for that but the show has gone on….I have done just fine with this business model…but then I decided to try something new.

It occurred to me that I am in the position to fuck the men who are the porn Gods of the day. The men that most men want to be. The men that most women want to fuck. I am not just a porn performer who has to fuck who ever the producer tells me to fuck, I am also the producer, in full control of everything & I can fuck whoever I choose.

It was an amazingly powerful feeling when it dawned on me that all I have to do is contact whoever I wanted to fuck & just set up a paid shoot. I get what I want PLUS it’s for business so I’ll make that money back.

With that sense of power coursing through me I thought: “If I could fuck ANY man, who would it be?” Shane Diesel, the biggest black cock in porn, a true professional with a great reputation. Now that’s going to happen. This week!

In a conversation with another female porn producer she told me that she likes paying male talent because then she knows she’s going to get exactly what she wants. Now that’s FemDom.

So it’s with great excitement & a bit of nervousness that I prepare for this occasion. I bought really good lube today, for example. I also had to decide whether to do the scene with him just POV (just the 2 of us) or with a cuckold. Having a cuckold in the scene is always a gamble. The energy between 3 people doesn’t always work. My priority is to have great sex with Shane. This is for me. I’m going to need to be relaxed & comfortable to take that huge cock safely. Dealing with another guy might be distracting. So even though the vid might sell a little better with a cuckold I decided to make all of you my cuckold. As you watch the vid you can imagine you are right there, seeing what you can’t give me.

So I’m paying for sex really & I’m very okay with that. I admit that I like the idea of it being a guys job to fuck me properly. In my head I will likely be playing out fantasies of being a high society lady who pays for sexual services and/or the owner of a plantation (you know where I’m heading with that one.)


To add to the hotness my current boy toy is really into cuckolding & black bulls. He won’t be accompanying me this time but it’s is hot knowing there is an authentic cuckold I’m close with these days who is very horny about me fucking a black porn star he’s idolized for years. It’s refreshing to be involved with a guy who loves & supports all the kinky stuff I’m into.

So, wish me luck! xo

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Sex & cuckolding in reality

I film a lot of crazy stuff. Cuckolding is one of my own personal fetishes and can be played out in many different ways.

I have recently been spending more time with a boy who I’ve known for awhile…as a friend & occasional film slave. He’s kinky & submissive…also pretty cute. He’s in his mid 20’s & I find his youth refreshing.

His sexuality is complex. The times that I’ve considered taking him as a lover his penis wouldn’t cooperate for regular sex. He worships me & is intimidated by me sexually. He gets plenty hard when I kick him in the balls or when he’s worshiping my feet but when I’ve actually tried to fuck him he’s gotten all flustered. Kinda cute.

I haven’t really cared. I have other lovers & I genuinely enjoy his company & service. I love the way he dances (often silly/goofy on purpose which I find entertaining & strangely arousing.)

Yesterday I was out with friends. A couple I’ve had a strong friendship & occasional sexual relationship with for many years. We spent the day hanging out, eating, shopping, going to the beach & flirting. Here’s a snap from yesterday:

Mistress T at the beach

Beach time with my cherished, sexy friends…

At the end of the day she went to have a tryst with a lover. He & I headed back to my place for some fun & I texted the boy to come over immediately. I decided to cuckold him. The conditions were perfect.

While we waited the fuck stud licked my pussy expertly. Mmmm…& just as I came the boy arrived. I kissed him deeply & told him today he was going to see how a real man fucks me. He watched as I licked & sucked the fuck-stud’s cock. Then I told him to suck it a little for me. I wanted him to feel how big it was in his mouth so he would understand how his cock would stretch my pussy.

I licked the shaft while the boy gently sucked the head, our lips & tongues touching.

I had moments of awe…that I’ve played these scenes out so many times in vids & here I was doing it in real life & it was just as hot, hotter even, than the vids. Reality surpassing fantasy.

I wanted that big cock inside of me & I loved the fuck stud’s technique…I was excited to get on with the fucking.

He rolled on the condom & positioned himself so the boy could see his cock entering me. He told him to watch & learn. The fuck stud is the perfect combo of assertive & dirty while still being a really caring & nice guy. He wasn’t some douche who would get off on degrading the boy if he didn’t see how much it turned the boy on.

He fucked me, slow at first, gradually increasing the intensity, depth & speed. The boy was rubbing himself through his shorts & I gave him a foot to worship as I was getting fucked.

After a thorough & truly satisfying rogering from the fuck stud…who fucks in such a manly way, physically assertive, holding me down firmly & using his rock hard cock like a weapon…while looking at me with such compassion…his eyes rolled as he pressed hard against me and came.

As he went to clean up the boy & I kissed sweetly. I wanted to feel his buttery soft young skin against me & told him to undress. I could pet him for hours he feels so good.

Warm hugs for both of us as the fuck stud left to pick up his wife from her lovers place.

The boy & I cuddled & kissed in bed. He was so nervous & overwhelmed. His cock fluctuated between hard & soft as I touched it. I know many guys reading this are rock hard & imagine that they would be rock hard 100% of the time in my presence…while others who understand reality know that often guys struggle with erectile difficulties for all kinds of reasons…none of which include not being attracted to their bed partner.

I liked the idea of having him enter me after my other lover had just stretched out my pussy with his bigger cock. I kicked him in the balls a few times & his cock grew to full attention. (I warned you, his sexuality is complex.) I rolled the condom on & we started to have sex but he quickly lost his erection. I kicked him a few more times & then straddled him, riding his cock while punching him in the balls.

I confess, this was more novel than arousing for me at this point so I told him to lick my pussy. He’s somewhat inexperienced but takes instruction well & I soon had my second delicious orgasm.

As it turns out, bizarrely, there is a sexual position that works for him & once we got going it was surprisingly hot. Probably most exciting as this was the first time we had successful intercourse. He looked so intensely passionate by candle light, so beautiful…

I certainly felt satisfied after hours of ‘play’. Sure, the sex act with the stud was more satisfying, but I got a great deal pf pleasure in a different way with the boy. He truly worships me & has other things to offer. I always enjoy my time with him.

I could have left out all this fumbling around & ended the story after I got fucked properly by the fuck stud…but I thought it was more interesting to explain the rest. Porn messes a lot of people up thinking that sex always runs smoothly. It doesn’t. Sometimes you have to have patience & get used to someone before sex works at all. If there’s chemistry it can be worth the effort.

So, what happens now? Will the boy become my cuckold because he doesn’t quite sexually satisfy me but I like him a lot anyway? Will he start to satisfy me sexually so we have great sex but have an open relationship? He’s quite likely way too young to be a serious partner, he’s more of a play thing…but is he falling too hard for me to be treated so casually?

Who knows…but if anything blog-worthy happens you’ll be sure to hear about it.

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Method To My Madness

I could also say the madness in my method. I’m talking about how I create my vids. I’ve often been asked what my process is, if I follow a script, where I come up with my ideas, how I choose the film slaves or other performers, etc.

Mistress T mixing up another great vid.

Behind the scenes…the making of a Mistress T vid…

I have performed in well over a thousand vids over the 6 years I’ve been in front of the camera. Most of those for my own site but at least a few hundred for other producers. When I started with Club Stiletto I already possessed a strong understanding of fetish. I had been a Professional Dominatrix for years. Before that an avid reader of fetish erotica & a deviant experimenter of fetish in my personal life.

From the first shoot with Club Stiletto they would just say: “Talk to the camera about foot fetish for about 8 minutes & show your feet.” or “Be mean to this guy who’s playing your uncle & sit on his face in a bratty way for about 10 minutes.” and I would just do it.

The shoots were very casual & unstructured. I was given lots of creative freedom & positive reinforcement. It was fun.

When I started making vids for my own site I didn’t know how to do it any other way. I would start with a basic idea (cuckolding, small penis humiliation, boot fetish, etc.) I would just start the scene with a loose story line & it would usually turn out well. This could be a bit frustrating for those I filmed with because I would often go off in other directions mid scene & they would have to keep up. If you are a member of my site & you look at the vids I filmed 4 or 5 years ago compared to the last couple of years you can see that I’ve improved, I’ve become more skilled, but my style isn’t that different.

Over time I have had the opportunity to film with quite a few different producers (, Mean Dungeon, FemDom Empire, etc.) & the privilege to film extensively with the best in the biz: The English Mansion. I learned that there are many different ways to do what I do. I’ve been on shoots where the whole scene was story-boarded & scripted. Very organized. I’ve filmed with producers who wrote out several complex scenes with multiple slaves & Dommes for the whole day. I’ve filmed where they kept stopping the scene every time the camera person changed angles & I had to remember the last thing I said & continue the dialogue as if there wasn’t a pause. Very challenging!

After all I’ve seen & learned I still do things the way I have from the start. Loose & casual. If I’m making a custom vid I accept brief outlines but refuse to follow scripts or memorize lines. I do things in my own style. I get a lot of repeat custom vid buyers so that seems to be working.

When I film with a film slave things get a little more complicated.

I’m a lot more careful about who I film with these days. My preference is usually fit men with above-average cocks. Bigger cocks just look better in porn, there’s more real estate to work with & since I do a lot of ‘small penis humiliation’ to the viewer it makes sense that the guy I’m filming with is larger. Over the years the numbers have proven without a doubt: bigger cocks equal more sales.

Many of the guys you see in my vids are actually personal lovers & friends. If you look closely you’ll see some of the same guys in various vids. All the other guys in the vids are real fans who email me to apply to be in my vids. I have never paid professional male performers for my vids but in the right circumstances I would consider it. I loved working with Wolf Hudson when I filmed with & Deviant Kade when I filmed with the FemDom Empire. They are both true professionals worthy of being paid for their talent.

The first time I film with a new guy I ask them what they’re into. It can be nerve-wracking for a 1st time film slave & I do my best to ensure they are comfortable. As long as what they’re into is something I think will sell for me we’ll do that. Usually a hand job. That’s an easy one for most guys. Sometimes a ruined orgasm or humiliation or ball busting, etc. Once we get more comfortable with each other we can do different or more complicated scenes.

I do all my own filming. That means that I coordinate the shoot, set up the lighting, put the camera on the tripod, if there’s a film slave I give him basic instructions, hit the start button & away I go. I usually only have the most basic idea of what the scene will be at the start. Sometimes I have a moment of concern that maybe this will be the time I just don’t know what to say…but I always seem to figure it out. I think it gives my scenes a more realistic feel, since I’m making it up as I go along, just as most people do in real life.

I do my own editing as well & occasionally I’ll use a little editing magic to spruce up a vid. Recently I did a scene where I basically just gave a blow job for 8 minutes. (This was a personal lover & it was his 1st time being on film. For him, a blow job was my best chance to get a cum shot.) I couldn’t talk with my mouth full so I thought the vid was a little boring with no vocals. I decided to record a voice over (Masturbation Instruction) with lots of sensual, teasing verbals: ta-da! It turned out great & has been my best selling vid this month: “You Crave My Mouth”.

So there ya go. I’m not sure if you’ll be disappointed or amazed at how I create my vids. Maybe you’ll wish there was still some mystery to it…but really, it’s very fly by the seat of my pants most of the time. When I’m wearing pants anyway…and I like it that way.

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Camping in Beautiful BC

I just got home after another amazing hot springs/camping weekend. We had perfect warm, sunny weather. The drive there & back just takes my breath away every time. British Columbia is truly stunning.

Nice scenery, eh?

Nice scenery, eh?

I spent most of the time soaking in the natural hot springs. I also read a lot, slept & ate well, played cards, connected with friends and met a nice boy. Don’t get too excited. When I say ‘boy’ I mean it. Very cute but only 19. He was there with his mom who he had a great, respectful relationship with & he had the nicest manners. Too young for anything serious but hey, I don’t enjoy chocolate for the nutritional value, if you know what I mean?

I’m not sure why I’ve been attracting such young fellows lately but I’m not complaining. Their lack of maturity can be somewhat frustrating if I expect them to be on my level, but if I accept them for what they are it’s fine. You don’t ask a cat to bark or a dog to meow.

I really only care that they treat me with respect & appreciation…& that they please me sexually. I’ll save the more in depth relationships for those mature enough to deal with all of me (at least I will when I meet a guy who can. Ha ha *groan*)

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Pay what you want?

I watched an interesting Ted Talk by the musician Amanda Palmer. I strongly recommend you take the 13 minutes to watch it. It’s really fantastic & the rest of my  blog post will make more sense if you’ve seen it.

Here it is:

In a nutshell, she discusses the concept of asking people to pay what they want for her music (or music in general) rather than trying to make people pay for it.

I wonder if this would work for porn? Maybe not all porn…but would it work for mine?

We all know that the internet & file sharing has changed how we access music, movies, TV shows, games, education…& yes, porn. I don’t want to discuss piracy too deeply but would rather focus on the concept of letting people pay what they want. What would happen?

If I started a website with free access but asked people to just donate or tribute what they wanted to…what would happen? I know a lot of my fans feel like my content is worth a lot more than they pay for it. For example, I have a lot of custom vid buyers who have no problem paying $150 or more for a vid that others can then watch for $15 or less.

Naturally many would take advantage. BUT would there be enough others who paid a little or a lot to equal or exceed what I currently make charging a monthly membership fee?

Please comment. I’d like your feedback. What would you pay for access to my members site if you could pay whatever you wanted?

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Hot New Previews – Teasers

I’m starting to get in the habit of making previews for some of my vids. They will be posted on the FREE vids section of my site (yes: Free vids, even full-length ones!)


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Free preview of the film "Double Extreme Tease"

Preview for “Double Extreme Tease”.

Tease and denial film "Prisoners Denial" teaser preview.

Preview for “Prisoners Denial”

Preview for Boot Fucking Slave Girl

Preview for “Boot Fucking Slave Girl”

Dating can be fun! Or not.

So I’m dabbling in ‘dating’ these days. I’ve been single for just over a year & decided a month or so ago that I’d like a more significant relationship. More significant than the casual fuck buddies I’ve had & still have, bless them.

I went on a date this evening with a guy who didn’t know about my ‘Mistress T’ persona so I just had to take advantage of the opportunity to write about the experience…without having to censor anything to save his feelings. What freedom!

We met last week at a bar where I was out with girlfriends trolling for men. He invited me out for bowling which I thought was original.

I didn’t go into it with loads of optimism. He was cute but very short. Sexually, I have no issue with short men as I am barely 5 feet tall myself…but like myself, short people tend to have ‘small dog syndrome’. We can kind of have attitude problems. Like we’re always trying to prove we can’t be pushed around. We tend to over-compensate.

I was right in this case too, by the way.

He was competitive and didn’t react well when I kicked his ass in bowling. It was just luck really. Maybe I should have just let him win? Nah.

Me at the quirky bowling alley…it was decorated with an eclectic mix of things, including this bizarre dinosaur diorama.

One of my favorite things found at the bizarrely decorated bowling alley.

You know I’m grasping for pics to spice up my blog entry when I add a photo of my reflection in a security mirror. Yup, me at that bizarre bowling alley again. Thrilling, eh?

Then he wanted to show me this cool artsy place/wine bar with art by local artists and canvases in the back where people could create their own art. It was a cool place and the concept was great, but the art was atrocious. I know, beauty is in the eye of the beer holder, or something like that. You say potato, I say “that looks like a 5 year old puked on canvas”.

I can be a judgmental prick sometimes.

I told him about the portrait Drew Young recently did of me and showed him the image on my semi-smart phone (it’s only an android…I’ll get another iPhone on the next release, it’s a long story. Anyway, I digress.)

He seemed blown away by the portrait and told me that he loved me and tried to kiss me. I turned my cheek so he couldn’t kiss me on the mouth. Awkward. Right? Yikes. And he wasn’t even drunk.

A black guy he knew came up to us to say hi and I thought to myself, in this order:

“Holy shit, it’s a black guy in Vancouver. That’s rare.”

“I wonder how big his dick is?”

“I wonder if he has black friends, or if he knows where I can find more black guys.”

The black guy told me I was beautiful, right in front of my date! Ballsy. Due to circumstances that was as far as that went but it was fun while it lasted.

It was very freeing spending time with someone who didn’t know what I did for a living. He was okay not knowing, he liked the mystery and felt he would figure it out as he got to know me better, like a game. He got as far as guessing it had something to do with marketing or promotions and that I probably work for myself.

As cute as that sounds, that, along with a handful of other things made me conclude that he really just wanted to fuck me anyway. It didn’t matter what I did for a living because he didn’t consider me a potential partner. Maybe because he was Persian, maybe something else. I didn’t care because I wasn’t interested in fucking him or dating him again.

He tried several times to kiss me & get close. He got my cheek every time. I told him I found him sexually assertive. He said he was a romantic. I said he just wanted to fuck me. He didn’t deny it. I asked him if he had a big cock (I was just toying with him at this point), he replied that I must know he doesn’t, I knew what size bowling shoes he wore….but he had hands & a mouth. I smiled politely and thought if that’s all I cared about I’d be a lesbian.

After all that he still thought he would see me again. I had given him no reason to think that we would go on another date but I didn’t have the heart to say it point-blank to his face. So I predict I’ll either dodge a few texts or reply to future invites with a ‘no thank you, not feelin’ it.’

On my way home I stopped into The Penthouse strip club to visit my gal pal and resident DJ: Samantha Mack (my-oh-my she sounds great on a mic). I also got the hands-on action I really wanted: an amazing neck & shoulder massage from the skilled Penthouse massage girl: Trish.

It was an interesting night. Did I get any closer to finding a significant other? No, but you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take….ya gotta kiss allota frogs…etc.

Why is this picture here? No reason except that I know a lot of guys don’t read my blog, they just look for sexy pics. So, here’s a random sexy pic I took yesterday. Ta-da! Now go buy a vid to jerk off to so I can afford to pay for sex instead of wasting my time ‘dating’.

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Do Men Hate Women?

I came across this interesting article: “5 Ways Modern Men Are Trained To Hate Women”.


The whole article is great and I recommend clicking that link & reading the whole thing…I’m just going to touch on a few things from the article and add my own comments here. Whether you agree or disagree with the author of the article or me…or if you have anything to add, I invite you to comment!

#5. We were told that society owed us a hot girl.

“Does it seem like men feel kind of entitled to sex? Does it seem like we react to rejection with the maturity of a child being denied a toy?”

T: For this point the writer talks about how the guy always gets the pretty girl at the end of every movie and by this and in other ways men grow up expecting that they’ll just get a great girl.

I’m not sure how much I agree with this point…but I will say that I think those same movies teach women that happiness is dependent on a relationship. Which is a whole other topic.

I have certainly witnessed many times men getting very angry over rejection. Not just frustrated or disappointed, but fucking ANGRY. It makes a certain amount of sense that someone would get that mad if they felt entitled to something & they weren’t getting it.

I also ponder this as it applies to “Tease & Denial” & fetishes for different forms of sexual rejection. I know from personal experience that certain men WANT to be denied, get off on being rejected, love being taunted with what they can not have. This strikes me as one of those situations where the intensity of emotion for one thing becomes eroticized, like wires getting crossed…kind of the pain/pleasure thing, but psychologically.

#4. We’re Trained from Birth to See You as Decoration

“Her role in society or level of accomplishment doesn’t matter. Even if she’s a damned candidate for the Supreme Court, the female always has a dual role: to function as a person, and to act as decor.”

“Yes, even in that setting, when judging a female for a position on the highest court in the land, our instinct is still to judge her suitability as a sex partner. It’s the first thing we notice.”
T: In this section the author talks about what’s already been talked about to death…how we are all (men & women) brainwashed into thinking a woman’s physical beauty is more valuable than intelligence, personality, creativity, etc.
I hate that this is true BUT I am very grateful that I got to be one of the pretty ones. It really lubricates life. I worked hard in my early 20’s to prove myself by taking jobs where I interacted with people over the phone. I know that if I wasn’t pretty, or if I became disfigured that I would would make my way in life using my brain but for as long as I still have my looks, I’ll take advantage of that too.

#3. We Think You’re Conspiring With Our Boners to Ruin Us

“Seriously, do a Google search for “masturbating in public library.” Notice something in common with all of those stories? They’re all dudes. I’m saying that men are far, far more likely to engage in extremely high-risk masturbation in public. They’re more likely to do it at work, and they’re more likely to do it in situations where they could go to jail.

It’s because, in males more so than females, the sex drive is completely detached from the rest of the personality. The part of the male brain that worries about job security or money or social reputation or legal consequences has almost no veto power over the sex drive. You’ve heard guys say they were “thinking with their dick” or “I was thinking with the little brain” or “I took an order from Captain Bonerhelmet.” That’s what they’re referring to.

Science doesn’t seem to totally understand why the “base urges” part of the brain reacts differently in men. Maybe it’s just a matter of having 10 times as much testosterone in their system, or maybe society has trained us to be like this, or maybe we’re all spoiled children. My theory is that evolution needs males who will stay horny even in times of crisis or distress, and thus cuts off the brain’s ability to tamp down those urges. Whatever — nailing down the cause isn’t the point. The point is that a man can be giving the eulogy at his own grandmother’s funeral, and if there is a girl in the front row showing cleavage, he will be imagining himself pressing those boobs in his face, with his own dead grandmother not five feet away.”

T: I found this point most interesting…the writer talks more about anger and how men get mad because they feel it’s women’s faults that they can’t control their urges. I wonder if this anger is more or less prevalent in the FemDom community? I wonder how many men who jerk off to FemDom porn resent sexy, powerful women for having so much control over them? Feel free to comment on this.

#2. We Feel Like Manhood Was Stolen from Us at Some Point

“A once-great world of heroes and strength and warriors and cigars and crude jokes has been replaced by this world of grumpy female supervisors looming over our cubicle to hand us a memo about sending off-color jokes via email. Yes, that entire narrative is a grossly skewed and self-serving version of how society actually evolved. It doesn’t matter.The result is a combination of frustration and humiliation and powerlessness that makes us want to get it back in the only way we know how: with petty, immature acts of meanness.”

T: I found this point less interesting…the writer expands on this but the above quote gives you an idea of what he was driving at. Men are resentful that they have been forced to adjust their behavior by women… in the workplace, etc.

#1. We Feel Powerless

“It’s like that for most men, most of the time. We’re starving, and all women are various types of food. Only instead of food, it’s sex. And we’re trying to conduct our everyday business around the fact that we’re trying to renew our driver’s license with a talking pair of boobs. So, from about age 13 on, around 90 percent of our energy and discipline is devoted to overcoming this, to behave like civilized human beings and not like stray dogs in a meat market. One where instead of eating the meat, they want to hump it.”

“This is really the heart of it, right here. This is why no amount of male domination will ever be enough, why no level of control or privilege or female submission will ever satisfy us. We can put you under a burqa, we can force you out of the workplace — it won’t matter. You’re still all we think about, and that gives you power over us. And we resent you for it.”

T: This is really what it all boils down to. As hot as it can be to give up control in a sexual power exchange scenario, most people prefer to be in control of themselves & their lives. We hate anything that we’re obsessed with or addicted to that has any control over us: cigarettes, coffee, drugs/alcohol, gambling, video games, a TV show you can’t get enough of…a book you can’t put down…a food that you crave (chocolate, hamburgers)…PORN.

Mistress T

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