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Goddess Worship
4:40AM on November 22, 2008

There's nothing so relaxing and fufilling as being the object of adoration for a Godess Worshipping subbie. M pampered me quite thoroughly.....wine, choclotes, bubble bath and massage. His hands were amazing, finding every bit of tension...while creating more of a different sort. He restrained himself from wandering into forbidden areas of my body despite the ache in his cock to do so....such a good boy.

I allowed him to watch me get off twice, once with the hotel hand sprayer showerhead (it was quite the treat, that spa shower), then again as he sat facing the bed that I was streched out on.

I love that feeling of control.

I did allow him to get off as I got dressed, telling him he had until the last bit of clothes went back on to get off. If he didn't, it was just his tough luck...no orgasm for him :)

He was lightning fast, poor dear....

this happened a few weeks back...BALL KICKING @ WORK
6:19AM on October 17, 2008

I went completely nutso saturday at work...I was groped and goaded a bit too much, that went too far, by too many guys, and ended up donkey-kicking someone in the balls (allegedly the wrong offender)...too hard. He brought police to our club and had paperwork, hours later, about his injured testicles, to try to charge me with assault...which didn't fly, actually, details later...he threatened to sue...and I'm technically being 'punished' for causing him bodily harm and because I've 'gotten *rude* to customers on saturdays' by being taken off saturdays from anywhere from 2 weeks to months, and perhaps a few other shifts, like some fridays or my sundays.

I LOATHE LOATHE LOATHE saturday. And taking away sunday would horrify me - I love them.

However- they literally have NO ONE ELSE to take my place sundays...so I'm still on it. And no one for thursdays for a few weeks. soooo, I still have days I don't mind...and lost the one I hate!

I had to restrain the urge to jump for joy, scream amen, dance, and say 'punish me more, sir, I deserve another!!!'

So, I'm going to NH this weekend, wooha!

Tonight I got 'mad respect' from the girls, and the bouncers where chummy. Money was good. I felt sassy.

Holy hell, I feel so AWESOME right now. Even if I'm in 'trouble'. I ACTUALLY am in trouble though, but it honestly feels SO PERFECT.

Hope it helps to cultivate a badass rep, but the customers will now just consider me a mean man hating bitch psycho. Which will bring me more kinkies....*grin grin grin*

Details added later - He brought back police because he thought he had a case to sue, plus, I ruined his machismo pretty badly. The cops he brought talked to two regular customers who gave them their statements. I had hopped up and was half-laying across the bar to reach a glass of ice while the 'tender was very busy, bent over and putting my ass right up on bar top level. From what I gathered, his friend licked his forefinger behind me and made poking gestures at my ass, and the guy I kicked was doing similar cruder gestures...no one really saw who in the crowd actually did the deed but... he literally poked his finger UP my ASSHOLE right through my yoga pants, which were thin and over a thong. Which is when I donkey kicked backwards as hard as I could. I wasn't aiming. I got him square in the huevos however. If I had been on floor level, I'd have merely kicked his kneecaps out.

I was literally shaking with RAGE. This group in particular had been grabbing me at every pass, and repeatedly tried to yank down my top as I passed with beers in both hands. Boucers ran over and the group was ejected FAST. Yelling, threats, BS.

mind you this man earlier, not even remotely drunk, had already tried to yank down my top because I wouldn't flash him tits for his measly dollar tip for a round of 5 drink. Then he asked how much to fuck me. When he brought back cops, he must have been insane. The regular who had been sitting there right NEXT to them confirmed the entire scene and behavior of the group story to the cops, one who was amused, the other, not at ALL.

Police informed him he could press if he wanted to, but I could press him for sexual assault as well...even if it WASN'T him, because he stood there having a laugh goading on the group behind my back before I kicked him. But if they could tell him who did it, they'd be happy to question the person who DID, instead. And that sexual assault charges could mean being labeled a 'sex offender'. He passed on that option really fast.

Everyone either seemed amused or pissy that I kicked him. The owner is MAD because of the word 'sue', and having had the cops come in and make a scene.

I was told that this kind of incident is expected in this job; it's the trade off. Sure, groping is. fondling is. Yanking off my clothes and trying to penetrate me as a har-har, no matter what, is NOT. I was told I should have alerted the bouncers. The place was over capacity and the bouncers couldn't even SEE it happen (probably another reason he was pissed that cops were there...we could easily have been cited for being over capacity...and over serving.)

And I will NOT cease to be 'rude' when it's needed. Or to kick. Period. I simply enjoyed that too much.

And I think I will attribute some of this feeling to delving back into fetish and BDSM play....and being treated in quite the opposite way.

AWESOME NIGHT!
3:13AM on October 10, 2008

 

the medical fetishist is THE BOMB. He is cool, intelligent, engaging. We scheduled a 2 hour scene, that ended up 4 total of hanging out, including book shopping at Borders and dinner out at fancy-pants restaurant. He paid me $100 more than agreed - $600. Did i mention he was AWESOME?

stopped by my club, where they fucking chewed me out for having said I could't work but coming by so I told them off. I'm sure i'll get 'repercussions' later. Don't really care. Went next door to C******** to say hi to makeup artist who is awesome, ended up meeting and hanging out with Holly from HumanWine by total fluke. They are an awesome band....( http://humanwine.org/ ,  talk about being an strange pair who got too much attention! Seriously. Guys were intrigued to the point of invasive. The staff was lovely, and chased away those guys. Bartender rocked. got dances with a girl named Rain...totally not my physical type, being a skinny blonde, but wow..I had wathced her on the floor a while, and she had sweet body language, not pushy or fake. I didn't even see her dance before I asked her for privates,but by the time I DID see her on stage, she had such SOUL dancing. I have good instincts.. Totally LOVED being the customer for a change. Spent WAY too much, which was also very fun. Massuesse also did awesome job. Also - being a lone female in a strip club is WAY too high profile.Guys kept asking if I'd go onstage. Dudes, i don;t work there! Besides, I'm 'too fat' for Centerfolds standards, and quite happy that way. flattering tho, i guess.

the staff was so awesome, they gave me handfuls of free passes...ironic, considering i'm the competitiors employee, which they know. Too bad that the majority of the girls there bore me to tears!

But oddly, i will actually go back when I have the extra cash again. I was treated so well, and enjoyed myself so much, that I'll remember it..and when the slipper fucks with me some more, I'll send customers next door.

Seriously. Did I mention keeping an eye out for other bar jobs? Yeah. Games get tiring. So does talking to me like i am obligated to them entirely. or comments about lucky to have such a job in this economy.

bite me.

man, awesome night!

the medical fetishist is THE BOMB. He is cool, intelligent, engaging. We scheduled a 2 hour scene, that ended up 4 total of hanging out, including book shopping at Borders and dinner out at fancy-pants restaurant. He paid me $100 more than agreed - $600. Did i mention he was AWESOME?

stopped by my club, where they fucking chewed me out for having said I could't work but coming by so I told them off. I'm sure i'll get 'repercussions' later. Don't really care. Went next door to C******** to say hi to makeup artist who is awesome, ended up meeting and hanging out with Holly from HumanWine by total fluke. They are an awesome band....( http://humanwine.org/ , http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=9376983 )

talk about being an strange pair who got too much attention! Seriously. Guys were intrigued to the point of invasive. The staff was lovely, and chased away those guys. Bartender rocked. got dances with a girl named Rain...totally not my physical type, being a skinny blonde, but wow..I had wathced her on the floor a while, and she had sweet body language, not pushy or fake. I didn't even see her dance before I asked her for privates,but by the time I DID see her on stage, she had such SOUL dancing. I have good instincts.. Totally LOVED being the customer for a change. Spent WAY too much, which was also very fun. Massuesse also did awesome job. Also - being a lone female in a strip club is WAY too high profile.Guys kept asking if I'd go onstage. Dudes, i don;t work there! Besides, I'm 'too fat' for Centerfolds standards, and quite happy that way. flattering tho, i guess.

the staff was so awesome, they gave me handfuls of free passes...ironic, considering i'm the competitiors employee, which they know. Too bad that the majority of the girls there bore me to tears!

But oddly, i will actually go back when I have the extra cash again. I was treated so well, and enjoyed myself so much, that I'll remember it..and when the slipper fucks with me some more, I'll send customers next door.

Seriously. Did I mention keeping an eye out for other bar jobs? Yeah. Games get tiring. So does talking to me like i am obligated to them entirely. or comments about lucky to have such a job in this economy.

bite me.

man, awesome night!

the medical fetishist is THE BOMB. He is cool, intelligent, engaging. We scheduled a 2 hour scene, that ended up 4 total of hanging out, including book shopping at Borders and dinner out at fancy-pants restaurant. He paid me $100 more than agreed - $600. Did i mention he was AWESOME?

stopped by my club, where they fucking chewed me out for having said I could't work but coming by so I told them off. I'm sure i'll get 'repercussions' later. Don't really care. Went next door to C******** to say hi to makeup artist who is awesome, ended up meeting and hanging out with Holly from HumanWine by total fluke. They are an awesome band....( http://humanwine.org/ , http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=9376983 )

talk about being an strange pair who got too much attention! Seriously. Guys were intrigued to the point of invasive. The staff was lovely, and chased away those guys. Bartender rocked. got dances with a girl named Rain...totally not my physical type, being a skinny blonde, but wow..I had wathced her on the floor a while, and she had sweet body language, not pushy or fake. I didn't even see her dance before I asked her for privates,but by the time I DID see her on stage, she had such SOUL dancing. I have good instincts.. Totally LOVED being the customer for a change. Spent WAY too much, which was also very fun. Massuesse also did awesome job. Also - being a lone female in a strip club is WAY too high profile.Guys kept asking if I'd go onstage. Dudes, i don;t work there! Besides, I'm 'too fat' for Centerfolds standards, and quite happy that way. flattering tho, i guess.

the staff was so awesome, they gave me handfuls of free passes...ironic, considering i'm the competitiors employee, which they know. Too bad that the majority of the girls there bore me to tears!

But oddly, i will actually go back when I have the extra cash again. I was treated so well, and enjoyed myself so much, that I'll remember it..and when the slipper fucks with me some more, I'll send customers next door.

Seriously. Did I mention keeping an eye out for other bar jobs? Yeah. Games get tiring. So does talking to me like i am obligated to them entirely. or comments about lucky to have such a job in this economy.

bite me.

man, awesome night!

my houseboy, Commode
6:25AM on October 09, 2008

 All went well. We went to Home depot (paints for trim in two greens, a new sink sprayer, upholstery tacks, brushes and sponges, some dry-erase wall thingies, and cleaning supplies)...on his tab. I was gentle, i only spent $80.


came home met J, who then went upstairs to play wii, deferring offers of helping me goad him on. I made him strip himself to his tighty whities and set him to work on that bathroom, which I purposely let get rather icky, and making him climb up to change the towel and bedding on Gonzo's roost.. I pulled up a chair to the door to oversee, taunt, and occasionally mess up his cleaning on purpose. It occasionally got into 'toilet sport'...I peed on the floor and let him lap it up like a pup. Then gagged him with my panties. Then messed up his clean toilet while he observed and made him do it again after contemplating the contents. 

It seems he is a switch. He is acquiring a houseboy live in himself (although he is straight, his houseboy is not, but craves domestic service). I may have my slave lend me his on loan sometimes. How lovely.

he gives a decent foot rub.

A bit dull when I try to converse, but he is one to remain in a very quiet slavespace. 

All in all, enjoyable.