I had dinner in a Chinese restaurant the other night and I was laughing my head off when I read my fortune cookie. It said:

You will soon be honored by someone you respect.

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A funny coincidence… especially with a new ‘bitch boy’ in my horizon

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Two weeks ago today I was at my host’s house in Raleigh North Carolina. I had been invited by Melequus to her home and city and local dungeon for a cell popping workshop. It was quite an honor and a pleasure to be there. Honestly so much happened in my 4 days there I am not sure where to start, what to talk about or in which order. So bare with me in this blog…just go with the flow!

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Melequus lives in Cary county in a very cute and quaint country house with lots of land and a stable for 2 horses and is rented out! I had my own lovely room on the 2nd flour with a balcony. I am a city gal so for me this was completely different and I was gaga over the horse. This is horse country! Horses everywhere. In Quebec farm lands have mostly cows. Friday was leisurely and we drove around a bit in the town of Chapel Hill which is super cute actually. Its got a big university so it had lots of hip coffee shops and bars and all.

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Danger was in the air though as soon as I arrived in NC…the coming snow and how everyone was freaking out about it…to the extent that both parties I was due to attend were possibly to be canceled. I am from Canada so even if the population there is very unaccustomed to snow I had a huge problem  sympathizing. The governor actually declared it a State of Emergency!!!!! I think I saw finally at most 3-4 inches accumulated. That is a flurry for me. But when in Rome….I did my best to smile and go with the flow.

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But in the end nothing got canceled. Friday night a party was thrown in my honor at a Femdom dungeon called FAD…although the party was not a Femdom party as usual, just rented for me that night. An online friend, Nev, living in NC organized it for me and it was so wonderful to meet her in real life. During evening I also met rich. Mel had matched us up months ago on Fetlife in hopes that she would secure me an interesting sub to play with while there. rich and I had on/off communication and there was good potential. I did play with him that night and it was a very pleasant scene. he is not very experienced but seemed eager in his ignorance of what he liked or did not. Although he said CBT was something he enjoyed and I love CBT! he got quite a beating in the end, I got quite an interested crowd watching and fun was had by all.After our session he offered himself at my disposition 24hrs a day till my departure and also offered to drive us all to La Fortress the next day, the dungeon where I was to give my Cell Popping workshop. A sweet offer I gladly accepted since by now the snow was falling, La Fortress is normally a good 1hours drive and he claimed experience in bad driving weather conditions.

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Saturday rich picked us up at 2 pm and we got there shortly before 4pm…the time I was due to start. I also never saw so many cars in ditches along the highway. Had it been nice it would have been a record attendance with 80 people signed up. But since it was the end of the world about 20 showed up…which is more then the normal monthly workshop. We even started an hour late as guest on their way called to say they were in a ditch but asked if we would wait lol. For the evening portion of the party about 35 people were present in total and as it was decided the day about 20 slept over as to not have to drive on the snow covered roads.  So it turned into a really fun slumber party and they had prepared eggs, bacon, biscuits and coffee in the morning.

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La Fortress is awesome. Its an entire dungeon house in a country setting. The kitchen and living room are common grounds to socialize without play. The basement is a huge dungeon with about 10 stations. There is also a big medical room on the first floor and another play room and an attic. The workshop went really well and the demo was awesome too with my ’stunt-bottom’ being none other then Nefarious, Mr SouthEast Leatherfest 2009. I got lots of great feedback and 2 sessions in the evening involved Cell Popping. it was an honor to see people wanting to incorporate it into their play.

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A bit later I did my 1st of 2 scenes that night with rich…a bondage scene with a bit of CBT, spanking, flogging and a wonderful mindfuck opportunity. We later had a 2nd scene too and I was just pleased by how well we played together and I just loved the submissive energy he was feeding me. The second scene involved him being tied to a padded ladder. At the end he came off the ladder shaking like a leaf. he said he could not remember the last time he had felt such an adrenaline rush. he may be new but has pain slut potential. I also incorporated a cell popping into our session. I wanted him to remember me for a while so I marked him with my initials on his hip. But this time we definitely had started to really feel a mutual connection. it was really nice having someone there with me, genuinely serving me, rather then a sub making an effort to please the visiting Mistress.

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I asked rich to spend Sunday with me to give a bit of a break to my host who was by my side for 3 days now. he then took me on a drive through the country and the capital, Raleigh. I also asked to see the ghetto area as we just don’t have such ‘defined’ spots so much in Canada. Sure we have neighborhoods that tend to attract a larger number of particular ethnics but its not the same. Here its still has that old South flavor to it. It was not so bad and we did come across a spiffed up old police  car with a young dude in it. I got a pic and the driver saw me he was laughing and smiling. probably thought I liked his car when I was actually taking a ‘ghetto car’ pic.

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After we went back to his place so he could shower before dinner. I picked his clothes, inspected the marks after 3 play sessions (lovely!) with Me and he showed me his gun collection as pr my request! GUNS…omg! Again, Canada is not a gun country. Sure people have them but you are not allowed to carry one on your person while walking down the street (legally). And honestly the majority do not own them. I have never been around guns. So I had to take a pic of  me with some of his guns.

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We went out for dinner to a more traditional NC food place. I ordered a local wine and had chicken and dumplings (yummy). he ordered side dishes for me to try: pulled pork appetizer (excellent), creamy grits (not bad with the cheese), collard greens (meh, was OK) and corn bread (yummy) with Pot Liquor (gross). What is Pot Liquor you ask? It’s the liquid that is left behind after boiling vegetable greens and meat. rich told me as a kid this stuff was usually thrown out in the woods behind their house and no one would EVER consider ordering it, he found it funny to see that on the menu.

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Sunday was a precious day spent in great company. It really made the trip. A note one play and the scene there. Fetish is non existent there…its just BDSM and they take it safely and seriously…they play a hell of a lot harder too in public. I am talk real sadism and blood play and all but completely done in a safe way. Honestly I liked it better then the current Montreal scene which is going towards fashionable fetish parties and pure BDSM night are getting more and more scarce. I hope to take what I learned on this level in NC and do my best to help Montreal find a more solid BDSM root again.

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This last picture below I just received today from NC….it’s some of the last snow still found in Cary county from the ’storm’ when I was there. Too funny!

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When I marvel my reflection

All to be seen is perfection

A Venus in heaven

Surrounded by obedient men

And for all the fishermen to see

An exotic mermaid singing on the sea

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I am a lovely young lady

Awaiting for a hero to save me

The next Marilyn Monroe

To be admired at every show

All the Casanovas in MGs

Will be begging at my knees

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No, I have no shame

Nor care of what you think

If I put self-consideration before my name

I’ll write it in silky pink ink

Over and over again

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I differ from most people in the scene who usually knew about their BDSM tendencies, their ‘deviance’, at a young age. I truly came upon BDSM overnight as an adult. But the more I embrace this lifestyle the more I realize there were traces of my attitude and  dominance in my life.

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This poem is a perfect example. Yes I wrote this and yes its not a true work of art (ahum). I wrote this poem when I was 17 as homework for English class. We had to write a poem about someone in the class room. I had no interest in anyone in that class so I decided to write a poem about me…or rather a poem to my reflection in a mirror.

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Of course I wrote it on purpose dripping with satire and poking fun at the forced subject matter we were given. The teacher loved it and thought it clever.

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I came across this poem again recently when I did a big cleanup during the holidays. Can you tell, at my tender age of 17, there was most definitely a Mistress in the making?

I am back from my cell popping workshop at La Fortress in North Carolina.

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What a fun and eventful trip! And the workshop almost did not happen as it snowed there and they FREAK OUT when there is snow. From a Canadian’s perspective its a little weird even though I get the driving is an issue if you are not accustomed or equipped. At noon the day of Seeker, owner of la Fortress, sent out an email:

Lady Evyl is laughing at us saying  this weather is no big deal…she’s  from Canada… sooooooooo The  social is on…. Please be careful… don’t want anyone hurt… don’t drive fast  or make any sudden moves… Be prepared to spend the night just in case…I am  taking some eggs and bacon..got coffee there… If you think you can make  it….come on.

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Yep the workshop was delayed 1hour as we waited for the arrival of attendees to get help to get out of a ditch. Yep it was a sleep over to and so much fun. Will be back with blogs and pics soon as I catch my breath!

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God these posts are so unlike me…but they are actually fun to write. Yeah so…as I said, the guy is not stupid. During dinner he kept making jokes about him wanting a slave….which I found suspicious. I think he was pulling my chain.

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Later at my place he said something like (memory is vague) “well being a Domme…bla bla”. I made him repeat that. Then he just looked at me and said “stop prentending otherwise you’re a Domme”. I was like Oh really you figured that out?” He said yes and I said dont think that means you know all about me. We did not discuss it or go into details much after that exchange. He did not seem concerned or threatened either.

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Again…let’s see what time will tell

Yes there is still a lingering odor of vanilla in my romantic life. And right now its actually doing me some good I have to say.

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If you recall I wrote about a 2nd date I had recently with a guy who may actually be kinky and caught on somewhat to me pretty quick. After I last saw him he was off to BC for the holidays. Not only did I have to wait to get a call back, I had to wait from him to come back to wait for the call. Pure torture.

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At the same time I had 2 other good candidates with whom I was emailing but had not met. Both also were away during the holidays. Only one kept writing while away. So figuring how short the memory span can be with online dating I certainly did not expect to find myself with all 3 again once the Christmas and NYE’s dust settled. But the missing 3rd guy reappeared by email to reconnect yesterday too.

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But back to Not so Vanilla guy….3rd date tonight. Yes he called promptly after his return and asked me out. My few vanilla dates since BDSM has entered  my life have always so interesting to reflect upon. I can’t just boss around off the bat. And this guy, he is very domineering in his life too and very European. So its putting a whole twist on things and has not lead to head butting yet but could. As I said last time…we shall see what happens with time.

I am so excited. My trip to Raleigh NC for a Cell Popping demo is actually just around the corner. We planned it like 6 months ago so I thought the time would never come. But low and behold it is about 20 days away!

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How did I end up getting this invite? Well I met a lovely kinky couple at a Munch in Montreal this summer, Melequus and HarryZ. Melequus is from Raleigh and a few days later she emailed me with the porposition. I gladly accepted.

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I will be doing a Cell Popping Demo at La Fortress from 4 to 6 pm and be at the party after wards. So make sure to come if you can!

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I am also very excited because I will meet two special people. One is Master Hoss from Las Vegas. We became good friends on Fetlife and he actually is traveling just to meet me and see the demo. He already booked me for a lunch date the Saturday! The other is Nev, former task Goddess on The Org BDSM Tasks (before it was a plain forum), lives near Raleigh. We also hooked up on Fetlife and developed a friendship.

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It’s going to be an amazing and exhausting weekend. Come the following Tuesday moring I will be dead asleep on my desk at work.

And now today starts: the RESOLUTIONS!!!!!!!!! Scray word. I honestly did not make one, at least not in the traditional way. I was off this past week and my plan during the day time was to accomplish a task I have been putting off for months (years): a massive clean up of my place.

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I am not talking spring cleaning here. I mean take every drawer out of the dresser, then do the keep pile, give pile and garbage pile. Then vacuum the drawer, dresser, destroy the dust bunny armies behing the drawer and but everything back together again. Honestly my progress has been slow but steady. I am after all on holiday so I lounge hours in the morning and then maybe go out at night to friend’s, etc.

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But so far I have done my bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, dinning room and two other full double closets. I have filled 7 large garbage bags of stuff to give and 4 garbage bags of garbage. Left to do is the living room.

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Honestly its a lot of work but it feels great. I feel like I lost 100 pounds. Now here is my goal for 2010. Keep cleaning and keep it clean: in my head (break psychological vicious circles), in my health, in my things, and in my body. Just do it bit by bit. Its not a resolution. I am just, for now, motivated and will ride the wave as concsiously as I can.

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Seems like it’s men hunt season for me! At least my luck has been good so far. When it comes to looking for a special someone I am not always so lucky but 2 have come into my life in a relatively short time. One has chosen the exit door already but another one just came up.

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Of course I am not holding my breath, its only been 2 dates so far so he can go out of my life as fast as he came in at this point. But so far so good. First date lasted 4 hours. Second date (yesterday) lasted 12 hours! Yep 12 hours! And no don’t go thinking half of that was in bed. I like him, he is a gentleman, he’ll wait a tiny bit (not that we were totally innocent either!).

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He is GQ Handsome to the point that I panicked a bit when I met him, he is self-employed and seems very well off, he has manners, is modest, intelligent and is just as much a foodie as me. Oh I have found a few flaws too but no need to mention that. There is one thing though that may be an issue, or at least I thought so till yesterday. He is a vanilla and does not know about my BDSM life.

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Well does not know! I have said nothing so far. I have had my little share of inside jokes (inside my head) as to some conversations we had. But I think by the time he left my place yesterday he had figured out something was up.  Like I said the man ain’t stupid at all. See I had not planned to invite him up so my place was not as ‘fetish’ proof as I had hoped. Sure I have the excuse that I have a sex toy company and I usually have something naughty laying around. That he knew. But a series of little things happened as well while at my place. I rarely divulge juicy bits but enjoy there will be a bit here.

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First thing was my fetish PVC platform boots in my closet as we took our coats off. I had made a joke about wearing such boots on the first date because he is 6ft6in tall. He saw them right away and commented. My excuse: sex toy co. requires me to go certain events at times. Then he made a comment about my bike lock which happens to be a chain mad eof huge links. It really is my bike loc yes it has be used in scenes. We right awy he was like ‘do you whip people with that’. Innicent: ‘NO its my bike lock!’. While not being totally innocent at one point he asked ‘do you dominate or like to be dominated?’. What? OK I don’t think at that point his definition and my definition of the word dominate are identical but still I was surprised he asked..and thought there may be potential here. Next imagine him shirtless and I am grazing his nipples. A moan! Oh good he like nipple attention. I play gently with them with my mouth. He tells me I can bite more. Oh really now? I can bite? He has no clue what I did next was actually a little mini nipple torture scene lol. I bit baby, then kissed tenderly, teased, liked and bit again over and over. It was awesome! I asked later if anyone ever did that to him. He said yes, once, but no where near as good as me. I was laughing in my head “Honey you have NO IDEA what I could do too you”. One move he did at one point was scratch my back the whole  length with his nails. It was like a delicious  electrical current had gone through me. I think he tried it to test my reaction and he was both happy and surprised at it.

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Even if I was insisting that we be good (enough) and not go too far, he clearly had figured out at this point I am not a shy or prude gal and I like to experiment. I was comfortable enough at this point too that he did not know too much but suspected a bit and seemed cool with it. And its always when you think you are in the clear that you get caught! As we cuddled he asked: “And exactly what do you do with that big metal ring above your door”. Heh……what hook I say innocently. He points at it. I say it was there when I moved in and I never took it down. He was not buying it. Its pretty damn obvious he now knew I am more then just a little kinky. If things go further I will tell him of course slowly. But on date 2 no way! Deny, deny , deny! He dropped it not because he beleived me but because he realized I was not gonna say anything. But that is not the end of it, oh no! As he gets dressed to leave he reads outloud the title of book lying there(the one part of the cover that happens to not be covered by something!): Bondage. And then peaks behing a picture and sees a strapless strapon (like Feeldoes) and a wood carved penis. I wanted to die right there! OMG. I was really trying to stay calm. I kept the straightest face I could muster and pointed to the red suitcase next to the toys: This suitcase is my demo suitcase for the sex toy parties, I use this corner of the drawer to keep work related stuff”. Deny, deny , deny! Again he ain’t buying it be did not press the matter.

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So now he is off to another city till the end of the holidays and I won’t seem before early 2010. I do think I will here from him aagin….that is if he does not freak himself out with his imagination and how perverted I seem to be by then! Patience will be a tough virtue!

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Well this will actually be a BDSM/Fetish free weekend. It’s Christmas time on full swing this weekend. Work party tonight and vanilla friends tomorrow.

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As you have seen from the last posts things went sour with a special someone. Not a sub so much, a mix of kink and vanilla. I am not detailing anything but I really need to just purge a bit my emotions and although my blog is entertainment it does have a diary side to it. So anyways although I am not keeping false hope the door is neither completely closed. A little time apart will bring forth the right decision for both involved. of course brock, my long distance slave, would love to give ‘him’ a beating lol.

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The last 2 evenings I have been bad. I have been purging my demons emotionally and trying to break my personal emotional cycle of such a situation. Its not easy and yes the first night was spent with a phone call to 2 girlfriends  and a bottle of wine. We spoke  about everything, not just what happened to me. But I wanted to get drunk. Thing is I never ate and finished the bottle in about 2 hours. I got up from the couch and I realized this was going to be challenge. I went and snacked just a bit. I lied back down and it was spinning. Hate that. Then I did something I have not done in probably about 13 years. I threw up from too much alcohol.  OK most of you are saying gross…ewww. And yes it was not fun. But man it felt AWESOME. I felt like a bad young adult breaking a rule of society. The concept did me a lot of good.

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Last night I had dinner at a girlfriend’s place. We chatted, drank, and again I was bad I smoked up something I never do either. Then we watched the worst movie 9but funny): Zombie Strippers, with Jenna Jameson. Thank god I was stoned cause it was bad. Its totally a porn plot without the sex. I am not a fan of porn but at some point I was just screaming at the TV “FUCK ALREADY”. It was again a great purging excellent night.

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Tonight with the xmas party I will again been nicely marinated with booze. Sat will be more quiet. But I am doing much better today. Of  course ‘his’ bday is coming up and I had ordered him a special gift from Funsexxxtoys. It arrived this morning. Still can use it but its kinda made for 2, not a solo thing. Oh well! Thanks for reading and I’ll leave you with a hot FemDom pic from Men in Pain for the weekend!

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