Thanks to Always Aroused Girl, I’ve been Fleshbotted again! For your pleasure and perusal, here are all of Fleshbot’s favorites:
6/3/2008 The Luckiest Girl: I’m on the bottom.
12/18/2007 Feedback: I’m on top.
7/20/2007 You’re Eighteen…: I’m angsty!
5/29/2007 Are Pro-Dommes…: I’m defensive!
If you’d rather find me in the flesh, here’s my current summer schedule:
June 11-14th: I shoot […]
Oft-asked annoying questions: Why do dominant women date dominant men? Why might dominant women prefer the challenge of forcing non-submissive men to submit? I’m sure Axe, our favorite New York City submissive looking for love, has posted a few times on these topics.
I sigh a bit at both questions. My New Years […]
You have bruises on your thighs.
Oh — it’s nothing.
Did you get those here? By “here”, he means the Midtown dungeon where he has hired me to play submissive.
Oh, no.
Then who?
One of my boyfriends. It’s the easiest word.
He beat you?
Yes.
And you liked it?
Very much.
Did he fuck you afterward?
He did.
Does he fuck you in the […]
He’s got a new whip, he says. Second time using it, he says.
My sympathy for his nerves is limited. Being hit feels new every time.
His aim is impeccable, but I’m trying hard to let him hit me at all. When I drive, I’m the girl in the passenger seat who can’t help […]
The Artist’s tied arms are around my neck as I ride. I’ve put my glasses back on so I can see him, but they keep slipping down my nose.
I hate to encourage the myth that men need to fuck for hours. (It’s a peeve of mine, second only to the notion that women […]
It’s safe to say that I have made more porn than I have ever watched. I’m more of an erotic literature and photography (and deep, hard fucking) kind of gal than I am the video type. However, this quote caught my eye:
Sometimes - and really most of the time - I’d like to […]
8:45pm: First appointment fails to show.
9:45pm: Second appointment fails to show.
10:30pm: A client for the house arrives. He professes a powerful, if circumspect, desire to lick my asshole. I decline.
11pm: Another client for the house arrives. I have had it. I punt. I have false eyelashes to deal with.
11:30pm: Most […]
As if I weren’t a cliche before (young, thin, white upper-middle-class girl tries sex work) I am officially a college co-ed.
Let the Google hits roll in, baby. If only they made me money; I just spent $150 on a textbook. And that’s peanuts to tuition. I forsee many long nights at the dungeon, writing my […]
My signal whip is still missing, and I am getting nervous. It’s my favorite toy, the only one that makes me feel like an official, card-carrying dominatrix. Granted, I’ll never use it at work — very few masochistic clients — but it’s nice to be prepared. (Yes, I was a Girl […]
[Man, I’m too busy to post! I wrote this on Sunday night during a slow hour. Despite all the links, I swear, I am not selling anything.]
I survived my striptease video shoot for Redlight TV on Saturday. While I like to bop around as much as the next girl, being a cute […]
