Weekend kink.

People expect me to date only submissives due to my strong dominant nature. Funny thing is, I have always had it bad for strong women. I adore the confidence and grace that a woman of stature carries... The regal elegance in her appearance... the simple way she demands service with her very presence...It all dings my bell. My ideal partner would be a queer, poly, switch woman with a dirty mouth, a salty past and an open heart. Spending the weekend with just that type of woman was refreshing and exhausting all at the same time. I feel blessed to cross paths with so many articulate perverts. It has definitely raised the bar for my future lovers. Just having kinky interests in common is no longer enough. I need artists who are spiritually aware and interested in really expanding their awareness and limitations. I enjoy pushing my own boundaries and comfort levels as both a top and a masochist. ( I especially love incorporating predicament situations in which we both receive intense sensation.) It feels like a nasty fairytale sometimes, and I really like it when the fairy tale has two evil Queens. This weekend was a glimpse into such a Queendom.

Our guests arrived on Saturday afternoon. I was unsure how much energy I could conjure after a 60 plus hour week renovating the studio.( I get going on these tangents and don't want to stop until it is all done. I would rather work until I can not see straight for a week than just a few hours a day all month long.) When M & m blew in, it was like a whirlwind of kinky goodness rustling about. They were coming to see us at the end of a two week vacation and their joy was contagious. We had a brief but intense connection with M last year. She is a statuesque red head with royal features, a devious voice and a penchant for pervery. She had a strong , vibrant energy that Kitten was very taken with. My interest was immediately peaked. (Kitten rarely expresses interest in other players.) We met and chatted briefly, I quickly understood. She was hot, knowledgeable and unabashedly kinky. YUM. (She ended up missing her flight home during our first rendezvous and we were all looking forward to a more extended visit.) Her boy is a cutie with big eyes, a sexy mohawk and a sweet little smile that disappears when she slaps him. (His cries were so cute, I encouraged her to smack him at every turn.)

The weekend is a blur of kinky , flirty fun and a lot of the details escape me. I was concentrating on enjoying , as opposed to reporting. Some highlights:

~ Making the boy fetch the penny. We needed to put the boy in bondage so we could spend some time one on one. I suggested the old penny on the wall trick to which he muttered something akin to "You're the first one to think of that". I informed him I hadn't really put any effort into it, we were looking for a simple solution to occupy him for a bit. Fetch seemed more appropriate at that point. I tossed the penny across the dank dungeon floor and directed him to fetch. He hesitated until his owner told him to do the same. The little fucker actually walked over and picked it up. With his hands! I knew they played a lot different than we do. I was not offended but definitely wanted to see the little guttersnipe pay. When he brought it back She forced him to put it in his mouth and clean it. It was a filthy penny that had surely been in countless pockets, most recently skidding across a dungeon floor that anyone could have been fucking on. As if that was not hot enough she started slapping him in the face with his cute little hat. I told her how excited it made me to see her react so violently to his insubordinance and she carried on. He whimpered and whined, I giggled and she was relentless. Be still my heart.

~ The double confession. We had our subjects make a little confession on the kneeling bench before us. Ideas were tossed about for the "Fem Supreme Court" and we both delighted in making things uncomfortably kinky for the two of them. My girl got embarrassed and flustered easily while her boy had to fight the urge to be cutesy or flippant. It was a real pleasure seeing a true verbal master at work. Her humiliation skills were subtle yet effective. The maternal tone in her voice putting them at false ease. I went so far as to remove my shirt to distract her boy. ( Admittedly at the request of his very persuasive owner. Did I mention she has amazing tits? Well if not, she does.) We dragged that out for sometime. They were even forced to go choreograph a little routine at the end. It was highly entertaining.

~ Making kitten stick her fingers in her cunt at dinner and share the experience with anyone interested in taking part. That included the entire table. Everyone slowly sniffed and savored the scent of her pussy. It was very naughty, this was a nice little restaurant with very few tables. She cleaned it off with her mouth after we tested the wares.

~ Random filthy talk. I rarely meet anyone who just says random nasty things like I do. I was impressed, entertained and turned on by the tasteless porno banter we had going at times.

" I want to piss on her, but you. You...I would drink your piss..."
"I just want to chew your sphincter..."
"I would piss and shit my pants all night to ..." and the entertaining little talk after that one.

"Jolie holes and Pitt sticks." Where in the hell did that whole thing start anyway?

~ Kitten throat fucking m at Crush. Their little wrestling matches. Facesalpping, the works.


~ Flashing you guys at the bar and our little dance sequence.

~ Facefucking kitten for two hours in latex shorts with a hood built into the crotch. Did I mention I was in the medical chair? That was nothing short of nasty rubber sex. Good work pussycat. Your reward? Two tickets to the gun show!


~ Seeing M manhandle m. I told her how hot it made me and she obliged by slapping him in the face until my pussy was dripping. I even gave a hand by loaning my sandal for the cause.They were a joy to observe and his boyish "ouch" was adorable.

~ Ordering pussycat to attack the boy and watching her go. She is turning into a little mean machine.

~ Our time spent alone in the back. Yum, yes and more soon.

There was a lot more going on. I am at a loss as to the specifics. We spent a long time in a silly role play that ended up twisting into some pretty mean and nasty talk. It was refreshing to play like that with someone who could roll with whatever little silliness came up (and stay in role). We were being ridiculous Hollywood types and having way too much fun doing it. What a great fucking time. Thanks Bradley.

It was a weekend of high energy flirting, bantering and bonding. I can not wait to spend more time with M & m. I am certain there will be many opportunities in the near future. I believe there has been some talk of pelvises being ripped apart and weighted speculums? Maybe even some hooks and such. I feel renewed and refreshed. Pussycat has been rewarded with all the pussy she can eat for all of her hard work the last few weeks. Things are flowing right along at studio and my latest peeps have arrived. Word has it there are some rubber kink shoots in the works later this week.