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Oh and those whom alluded to me having an interest in Star WarsTrekPuke .......
You will pay..........
You will pay..........
I know I will regret this..................
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You couldn't possibly be trying to make us envious, could you? Because if you are, it's definitely working, LOL. Enjoy!
@}-}rebecca---- said:Ohhh reading the posts above you people are sooooooooooooooo lucky I am spending the day at the Spa.........
Did I mention the SPA..I wonder
Because at the SPA I will be thoroughly pampered all day. The thing about this SPA is I can sit outside in a private garden sipping herbal tea and soaking my footsies while I get my nails done after my massage at the SPA.
Sooooooooooooooo 'sucked in' for the rest of my darlings here bigtime.
When I get back from the SPA I will be so rejuvenated I will be ready to address you posts anew .........winks.
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be afraid - very afraid......
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be afraid - very afraid......
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Ohhh I see you are all trying to get back in my good books after sliming me with StarTrekWarsPukeSlime.
nice messages worked
kitten peaking worked
evil ducky worked
I am so inept at pretending to be annoyed at people I like
but
I am working on it
nice messages worked
kitten peaking worked
evil ducky worked
I am so inept at pretending to be annoyed at people I like
but
I am working on it
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Shankara20 said:
Heh YAY I am a Gonk , thank you Sir Shank I love it
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saw_man1 said:
please do....
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so you never, ever told us how it went at the SPA...
@}-}rebecca---- said:Ohhh reading the posts above you people are sooooooooooooooo lucky I am spending the day at the Spa.........
Did I mention the SPA..I wonder
Because at the SPA I will be thoroughly pampered all day. The thing about this SPA is I can sit outside in a private garden sipping herbal tea and soaking my footsies while I get my nails done after my massage at the SPA.
Sooooooooooooooo 'sucked in' for the rest of my darlings here bigtime.
When I get back from the SPA I will be so rejuvenated I will be ready to address you posts anew .........winks.
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neonflux said:
Ohh Miss Neon it was fabulousssssss
Thing is it was so relaxing I kept falling asleep. I 'missed' a lot of it. They had this one bed I was resting on while having a hair treatment and it had massage thingys and they went from your toes and travelled up to your shoulder blades then back down again over & over & over.
I really hated that ...
Ohhh and the painful Japanese rock thingy foot spa .......sucked
The aromatherapy styling mixed teas to resomething my yin and yang .....atrotious
What am I saying ......... the whole damn day ROCKED
BTW omg you in that kimono Neon 'SUPERB'. I looked at the pictures on Sir Shank's thread. You certainly have the poise . I am sure your teacher was very proud.
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Thank you, love, for the report - now I really am quiet green and will imagine something similar as my reword while I work through the rest of the afternoon
And thank you for the comments about me in kimono
And now, you must revisit your halloween thread as I left a last little present there for you (and Shank)!!! he he he he...
Neon
And thank you for the comments about me in kimono
And now, you must revisit your halloween thread as I left a last little present there for you (and Shank)!!! he he he he...
Neon@}-}rebecca---- said:Ohh Miss Neon it was fabulousssssss
Thing is it was so relaxing I kept falling asleep. I 'missed' a lot of it. They had this one bed I was resting on while having a hair treatment and it had massage thingys and they went from your toes and travelled up to your shoulder blades then back down again over & over & over.
I really hated that ...
Ohhh and the painful Japanese rock thingy foot spa .......sucked
The aromatherapy styling mixed teas to resomething my yin and yang .....atrotious
What am I saying ......... the whole damn day ROCKED
BTW omg you in that kimono Neon 'SUPERB'. I looked at the pictures on Sir Shank's thread. You certainly have the poise . I am sure your teacher was very proud.
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Time to change
I am in Gatlinburg which is located in the middle of the Smokey's. It is dark and cold here but I know that the sun has come up somewhere. Good morning my friend.
One of these days I'm going to have to show a little more.
I am saw_man1 and I approved this message.
I am in Gatlinburg which is located in the middle of the Smokey's. It is dark and cold here but I know that the sun has come up somewhere. Good morning my friend.
One of these days I'm going to have to show a little more.
I am saw_man1 and I approved this message.
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Control Tower by Mistress Matisse
Business Card
Ring Ring!
Me: Hello?
Caller: Uh, hi, I met you once before and you gave me your card, so I'm calling you.
My card? That's odd. I did get a box of business cards printed once, a very long time ago. But I think I've still got most of them. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but I found that there were a very limited number of places a woman in my profession would have any desire to pass out cards. Most guys are understandably uneasy about carrying one around in their wallet—it's easier for them just to Google me. I cannot even recall the last time I gave a card to someone, so I'm puzzled by this caller's greeting.
Me: My card? Really? Where and when did we meet?
Caller: You were in my cab and you gave me your card. I've got it right here.
Apparently it's "Stump the Mistress" day. A cab? I have my own car and I haven't been in a cab in Seattle in—well, maybe never. It's possible that at some point years ago I may have taken a cab to the airport, and right now I'm just blanking on it.
However, I don't believe I ever told a cabdriver that I was a pro domme and then gave him a card. That just wouldn't happen, because I don't disclose my profession to strangers in nonkinky situations. Ever.
I know not everyone is as reserved about revealing their kinky identity as I am. For example, if a random stranger on the street walks up and asks my partner Max the right question—"What does that little emblem on your T-shirt mean?"—he'll tell them the truth. "It's a logo for a BDSM convention." Me, I'd answer with a frosty stare and silence. And my other sweetie, Roman, tells people all the time about his business making bondage rope. I have to admit, no one has ever reacted terribly badly. Sometimes they're quite intrigued, and at worst they sort of gulp, say "oh...," and back away.
Maybe it's a gender thing, or maybe I'm one of those unfriendly people newcomers to Seattle often claim to meet. But whatever it is, I'm not comfortable talking about my life as a dominatrix to people with whom I'm having the type of brief and superficial encounter one has with a cabdriver.
So what's the explanation for this? It seems unlikely that a Mistress Matisse impostor is cabbing around town, claiming to be me, and passing out business cards—although I suppose it's not flat-out impossible. However, the more likely scenario is that this guy is either honestly confusing me with another woman, or he's just inventing the whole thing. We'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
Me: Mmmnn, no, I think you're mistaken. I haven't been in a cab in Seattle that I recall.
Caller: Yeah, yeah, sure you were, you used to live downtown, right? I recognize your picture from your ad.
He's totally striking out here. I have never lived downtown. And while, yes, that's me in the ad, there's a reason why passports and driver's licenses don't use one-inch newsprint images to identify people. That tiny photo could be almost any size-six woman with long hair.
Me: No, you must have me mixed up with someone else. But, aside from that, you were calling about my ad for domination?
Caller: Domination? What's that?
That business card he claims to have? It reads, "Mistress Matisse—Professional Domination" in bold type.
Me: (Sigh.) It's what I do. You know, bondage, spanking, that kind of thing? I'm not an escort, if that's what you were thinking.
Caller: You're not an escort? Oh. Well, I don't think I know exactly what dom-i-nation is. Do you have a website?
Me: Yeah, I do. The URL is on that card you're holding.
Caller: Oh, uh—the card. Right. Yeah. I musta lost it. Can you give it to me again?
Click. I hang up. Take someone else for a ride, pal.
Business Card
Ring Ring!
Me: Hello?
Caller: Uh, hi, I met you once before and you gave me your card, so I'm calling you.
My card? That's odd. I did get a box of business cards printed once, a very long time ago. But I think I've still got most of them. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but I found that there were a very limited number of places a woman in my profession would have any desire to pass out cards. Most guys are understandably uneasy about carrying one around in their wallet—it's easier for them just to Google me. I cannot even recall the last time I gave a card to someone, so I'm puzzled by this caller's greeting.
Me: My card? Really? Where and when did we meet?
Caller: You were in my cab and you gave me your card. I've got it right here.
Apparently it's "Stump the Mistress" day. A cab? I have my own car and I haven't been in a cab in Seattle in—well, maybe never. It's possible that at some point years ago I may have taken a cab to the airport, and right now I'm just blanking on it.
However, I don't believe I ever told a cabdriver that I was a pro domme and then gave him a card. That just wouldn't happen, because I don't disclose my profession to strangers in nonkinky situations. Ever.
I know not everyone is as reserved about revealing their kinky identity as I am. For example, if a random stranger on the street walks up and asks my partner Max the right question—"What does that little emblem on your T-shirt mean?"—he'll tell them the truth. "It's a logo for a BDSM convention." Me, I'd answer with a frosty stare and silence. And my other sweetie, Roman, tells people all the time about his business making bondage rope. I have to admit, no one has ever reacted terribly badly. Sometimes they're quite intrigued, and at worst they sort of gulp, say "oh...," and back away.
Maybe it's a gender thing, or maybe I'm one of those unfriendly people newcomers to Seattle often claim to meet. But whatever it is, I'm not comfortable talking about my life as a dominatrix to people with whom I'm having the type of brief and superficial encounter one has with a cabdriver.
So what's the explanation for this? It seems unlikely that a Mistress Matisse impostor is cabbing around town, claiming to be me, and passing out business cards—although I suppose it's not flat-out impossible. However, the more likely scenario is that this guy is either honestly confusing me with another woman, or he's just inventing the whole thing. We'll give him the benefit of the doubt.
Me: Mmmnn, no, I think you're mistaken. I haven't been in a cab in Seattle that I recall.
Caller: Yeah, yeah, sure you were, you used to live downtown, right? I recognize your picture from your ad.
He's totally striking out here. I have never lived downtown. And while, yes, that's me in the ad, there's a reason why passports and driver's licenses don't use one-inch newsprint images to identify people. That tiny photo could be almost any size-six woman with long hair.
Me: No, you must have me mixed up with someone else. But, aside from that, you were calling about my ad for domination?
Caller: Domination? What's that?
That business card he claims to have? It reads, "Mistress Matisse—Professional Domination" in bold type.
Me: (Sigh.) It's what I do. You know, bondage, spanking, that kind of thing? I'm not an escort, if that's what you were thinking.
Caller: You're not an escort? Oh. Well, I don't think I know exactly what dom-i-nation is. Do you have a website?
Me: Yeah, I do. The URL is on that card you're holding.
Caller: Oh, uh—the card. Right. Yeah. I musta lost it. Can you give it to me again?
Click. I hang up. Take someone else for a ride, pal.
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he he ..........you will keep Miss Neon .neonflux said:I'm sorry, but that was too, too weird. What do you think his deal was? Do you get such silly calls often? (I guess it's not always fun to be a Dominatrix, he he
I am Rebecca , submissive of sadistic Samurai ........ bwahahaharekiri
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chokes ......Dommewhatsit ?FurryFury said:
FurryFury said:Did I spell that right? Will you rap my knuckles with a hard dildo if I didn't?
Fury
Hmmmn spelling ........no eyedeer
Forget the hard dildo the handle of my lovely new red suede Christmas flogger will suffice me thinks.
Now we just need someone who can wield it and not puke
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I second Eb Ma'am with a Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG.Ebonyfire said:
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Well, I've got som......@}-}rebecca---- said:chokes ......Dommewhatsit ?
Hmmmn spelling ........no eyedeer
Forget the hard dildo the handle of my lovely new red suede Christmas flogger will suffice me thinks.
Now we just need someone who can wield it and not puke
no I just can't sat that here on your thread....
I'll just go away
for now..,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,
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Shankara20 said:
Ohhh waits for Part 2 .....smiling
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Control Tower by Mistress Matisse
The Gift of Kink
The holiday season will soon be before us again like a horror-movie character that won't ever die. I'm not a big fan of Christmas. Culturally enforced merriment gets on my nerves, and while I can handle a few days of artificial cheer, Xmas has now been stretched by department stores and big-box retailers to eight weeks or more, all in the name of separating you from your money. Bah, I say—eschew them. Instead of the predictable sweater or cologne, choose something unique and sexy from a local kinky craftsperson.
I've put together a little kinky shopping guide for you—and I recommend all these vendors with confidence because I've bought stuff from every one of them.
Twisted Monk (twistedmonk.com, 938-7527): Monk supplies soft, supple, hand-processed bondage rope, dyed in a rainbow of colors, to better bedrooms and dungeons worldwide—including mine. My favorite is crimson, in the eight-millimeter size, but he can do custom orders in any color you want. He's also got instructional books and DVDs, hardware, T-shirts, and safety shears. For beginners, I recommend the More Than Curious kit, as well as rope rigger Chanta Rose's book, Bondage for Sex. You can order online, by phone, or make an appointment to go to the shop.
One Wilde Knight (onewildeknight.com, 661-5518): I have custom-made clothes and corsets from many different makers, but I love O'Rion Xcalibur's creations—he's always willing to take chances and do something different. He does custom leather and studwork, period costumes, and steel-boned corsets all in materials both traditional and unexpected, and for both men and women. Of his work, Xcalibur says, "My corsets have delighted brides, goths, historical reenactors, fetishists, crossdressers, prom queens, drag queens, and collectors of wearable art." Gift certificates are available. For appointments, call or visit the website.
Imp of Satan (imp-of-satan.com): Looking for tight and shiny pants, tops, catsuits, and more? Talk to fetish designer Rose Algren, who makes traffic-stopping outfits from the stretchy vinyl fabric known as PVC. Has your baby got back? I find Algren's miniskirt flatters the female ass in all its curvy glory, and I also love the mesh catsuit. While her clothes are for ladies, boys can wear the bondage hoods she also sells. Buy off the website or e-mail for a custom fitting appointment.
Bare Leather Works (bareleatherworks.com, 877-427-3221): I have some delicious floggers made by Jerry and Rick; their toys are lovely, reasonably priced, and, trust me, they really stand up to heavy use. For a kinky beginner, I'd suggest a pair of leather cuffs and the midsize deer-hide flogger—it's the most gentle and sensual. For the serious impact player? Check out the biggest, heaviest Master Flogger, with 80 long leather tails—it looks like it would push you right through the dungeon wall.
Scott Paul (scottpauldesigns.com): Need a gift for the kinkster who seems to have everything? Go see Scott Paul. His warped imagination has come up with a unique and stylish collection of BDSM gear. I love his nasty little pinwheels, and the Click-a-Cuff bondage system is inspired, as is his wild collection of functional gags. And I definitely want a Fearsome Fingers glove! He also makes lightweight cages that break down so you can hide them away when your mom comes for a holiday visit. Custom work is available.
Tonya Winter (fetishwear.net): Tonya's the only local fetish designer I know who works in latex. She builds it well, too; I have a pair of rubber pants I bought from her years ago, and they're still looking good. She also designs sexy clothes, straightjackets, hoods, and bondage gear in PVC, spandex, and a fabric called darlex that's a bit like spandex on steroids. The women's fashions are sizzling, and boys, you aren't neglected here—Tonya makes hot menswear, too. Custom designs and gift certificates are also available.
Bad Juju Canes (badjujudesigns.com, 425-789-1383): Not the kind you walk with, the kind you whack people's butts with. But be careful, for even a light blow with a rattan cane can result in a red stripe and some bad language. If your sweetie likes stinging sensations, then choose from bright candy colors or a natural finish, in a variety of lengths and diameters. See photos on their website, and order by phone.
The Gift of Kink
The holiday season will soon be before us again like a horror-movie character that won't ever die. I'm not a big fan of Christmas. Culturally enforced merriment gets on my nerves, and while I can handle a few days of artificial cheer, Xmas has now been stretched by department stores and big-box retailers to eight weeks or more, all in the name of separating you from your money. Bah, I say—eschew them. Instead of the predictable sweater or cologne, choose something unique and sexy from a local kinky craftsperson.
I've put together a little kinky shopping guide for you—and I recommend all these vendors with confidence because I've bought stuff from every one of them.
Twisted Monk (twistedmonk.com, 938-7527): Monk supplies soft, supple, hand-processed bondage rope, dyed in a rainbow of colors, to better bedrooms and dungeons worldwide—including mine. My favorite is crimson, in the eight-millimeter size, but he can do custom orders in any color you want. He's also got instructional books and DVDs, hardware, T-shirts, and safety shears. For beginners, I recommend the More Than Curious kit, as well as rope rigger Chanta Rose's book, Bondage for Sex. You can order online, by phone, or make an appointment to go to the shop.
One Wilde Knight (onewildeknight.com, 661-5518): I have custom-made clothes and corsets from many different makers, but I love O'Rion Xcalibur's creations—he's always willing to take chances and do something different. He does custom leather and studwork, period costumes, and steel-boned corsets all in materials both traditional and unexpected, and for both men and women. Of his work, Xcalibur says, "My corsets have delighted brides, goths, historical reenactors, fetishists, crossdressers, prom queens, drag queens, and collectors of wearable art." Gift certificates are available. For appointments, call or visit the website.
Imp of Satan (imp-of-satan.com): Looking for tight and shiny pants, tops, catsuits, and more? Talk to fetish designer Rose Algren, who makes traffic-stopping outfits from the stretchy vinyl fabric known as PVC. Has your baby got back? I find Algren's miniskirt flatters the female ass in all its curvy glory, and I also love the mesh catsuit. While her clothes are for ladies, boys can wear the bondage hoods she also sells. Buy off the website or e-mail for a custom fitting appointment.
Bare Leather Works (bareleatherworks.com, 877-427-3221): I have some delicious floggers made by Jerry and Rick; their toys are lovely, reasonably priced, and, trust me, they really stand up to heavy use. For a kinky beginner, I'd suggest a pair of leather cuffs and the midsize deer-hide flogger—it's the most gentle and sensual. For the serious impact player? Check out the biggest, heaviest Master Flogger, with 80 long leather tails—it looks like it would push you right through the dungeon wall.
Scott Paul (scottpauldesigns.com): Need a gift for the kinkster who seems to have everything? Go see Scott Paul. His warped imagination has come up with a unique and stylish collection of BDSM gear. I love his nasty little pinwheels, and the Click-a-Cuff bondage system is inspired, as is his wild collection of functional gags. And I definitely want a Fearsome Fingers glove! He also makes lightweight cages that break down so you can hide them away when your mom comes for a holiday visit. Custom work is available.
Tonya Winter (fetishwear.net): Tonya's the only local fetish designer I know who works in latex. She builds it well, too; I have a pair of rubber pants I bought from her years ago, and they're still looking good. She also designs sexy clothes, straightjackets, hoods, and bondage gear in PVC, spandex, and a fabric called darlex that's a bit like spandex on steroids. The women's fashions are sizzling, and boys, you aren't neglected here—Tonya makes hot menswear, too. Custom designs and gift certificates are also available.
Bad Juju Canes (badjujudesigns.com, 425-789-1383): Not the kind you walk with, the kind you whack people's butts with. But be careful, for even a light blow with a rattan cane can result in a red stripe and some bad language. If your sweetie likes stinging sensations, then choose from bright candy colors or a natural finish, in a variety of lengths and diameters. See photos on their website, and order by phone.
