2012 is looking to be an intense year. I have many things I hope to achieve and things to do. Right now its all a swirl in my head. I’m walking a divine path (Take that either way, both would be right.) I’ve reached the conclusion that kink is where I’m comfortable. Things that drive me to submit make me centered the things I am and do as a bottom make me a good Domina. The things that compel me to be a tarot reader make me a sweet nurturing yet wicked Domina.

My question has always been: How do I choose? not the better How do I balance? How do I make myself happy. The more I thought on this the answer became clear. Stop being at war with yourself. Names are just names. Who cares if I use a vanilla name and an “Adult” name? It’s still me and I’m not doing anything other writers don’t.

If five years down the road, I want to pick a new name to merge both those who mind will do so but, I think many people will understand. Maybe they’ve been there too, maybe they’ll just like the ride. My point is My past sometimes makes harder to realize these things.

Clarity hit like a summer storm a few days ago.

While lying naked in bed. In trance with a friend. Somehow he was able to make me step back and see. I can do all of what I desire. In the end I only have my own happiness. Something I’ve been saying but then doubting for a while.

He had me in trance. That was ever so lovely. I was happier then I’d ever been.

So, look for changes.

A few years ago I made the ” Watch My…” clip as a young hypnotist,my fear steams not from inexperience but from a fear of being filmed something I am trying to get over it because I actually like telling jokes as well as just general public speaking.
So, towards the end of this year I’m doing more videos. Getting more comfortable as more than just a voice. Your continued support is appreciated as explore myself and my sexuality and *hopefully* tell you some great stories. Earlier today I wrote the pretty carnivore manifesto I suppose you could liken it or group it in with my identify writings I hope you enjoy.

I’m a cyber geispy!

All silliness aside, buy from my Etsy shop and I may not steal your soul. I’ll give awesome freebies in November!

I just gave you a hint about my REAL Halloween costume. As well as my artistic passions! In November you’ll see me on Skin Video slacking on NaNoWriMo doing nude art time, possibly naked word sprints. If you’re lucky. I’ve been dying to get on and do live Erotic Hypnosis shows!

Oh, there’s a Halloween Erotica video from me on Skin Video. Check it and my other videos out. It’s all really good. You can buy my vids and get off in amazing new ways!

A lot of my readers may have noticed my identify tag. Or my experiments in what and who I am. What makes me, well me. Who am I? A question we all ask from time to time. Me, more so I suppose. My parents lied to me about LOTS of things. So, I’m left trying to figure out what’s true. So, I have chosen to become myself. To stop sorting through lies and almost forgotten memories and be me girl with names and sass. Be my own creation instead of a burden or a bane. This is a revelation I’ve been manifesting for sometime. I always come to this point but I shrink back, this year, I won’t be shrinking.

It’s time to start making my own history to stop worrying about my past. From this day forward its a story my mother told me. It doesn’t make me who I am. I’ve made me who I am. Judas and Jak love me for who I am.

Today, I am happy. Today I am loved and held dear. Today I am me. Who knows where I’ve come from and that’s okay.

I’ve created myself, as DirtyGeisha, as Lacie Grayson and now as St. Kittyslut. I collect the names that best define me. It adds to the beautiful mess of punk girl Goddessness I’m happy being. Not all of us can be lawyers and teachers. Some of have to be the wickedness in the world. I’m the dark beauty that I want there to be in the world.

I once read somewhere that a Sswitch can not find lovers easily because in BDSM most want a true Dom or a true sub. (I really feel that perhaps this is true in the paying arena but that is a topic for another time.) Except for one: The cuckold. My favorite time of boy all around. There’s just something about it. Being how I am it suits me.

I’m a polyamourous girl. I like having two lovers. It’s not just a thing I fantasize or roleplay. For me it’s why I like Online Domination. Literally thousands (or millions ) of you boys just waiting for me to tell you my stories. Moving it over to TalkSugar or Niteflirt was a given. Becoming this Hypnotic Cuckoldress is more than I could’ve hoped for.

I may not do this forever, I will do other things things in my life. This is only a small part of who I am. I am proud of who I am.

Stay lusty..
I know I will.

It took me a full week to recover from New York City. The sex I had was like a million beams of light swirling around me. Illuminating me making feel beautiful and radiant. Looking back on it, it’s a rare delicious treat I will probably never have again.

It changed me, gave me a taste of what I wanted. Two men, an idea I’m still very enamored with. If I could find two men to willing share me, I’d be in heaven.

I’m also a switch and a really enjoy both roles, equally. I can not ever seem to sate both sides.

Two men, One a virtual stranger. I met Alex over a year ago online, so he wasn’t truly a stranger I just never saw him face to face. He’s a smaller man usually I go for but there’s just something about him that makes me wet and loved all at once. The other is my on again off again boyfriend Aaron, the more burly of the two, I don’t know if I love him anymore, but He’s a nice good albeit quick fuck.

Both men attended Maskara with me, Alex sat patiently by my side during the fashion show and Sky Salt’s killer show. There’s more to be said for a nice submissive man, I hopelessly adore a man willing to please me, spoil me, or put me in my place. Alex is a true submissive which drives me wild.

Knowing this earlier in the day I ran out to the Manhattan CVS to pick up some baby powder and sprinkled it in my hello kitty panties so I could stay relatively dry.

During Maskara my top got ripped open by a girl I was fighting with, an ex who had followed me there. She was hoping her display would impress me. It didn’t, I was red faced and exposed with no real way to cover up. It was July in New York City, no one thought to bring a coat.

I took my two gentleman back to the hotel, having my dress up and my push-up bra clad breasts exposed on the bus was a first. Secretly I loved it, my tits looked fabulous.

Aaron left us back at the room to go drinking with his sister. Alex was far too polite to do anything and I was working up my nerve. I may be a slut but, I’m kinda shy. So we laid together watching tv. It wasn’t until Aaron came back and the lights were off that I was brave enough to start running my nails over his thigh.

To which he responded by gasping and clawing at the sheets, then my deft little hand grabbed his balls and squeezed! He loved every sheer second of torture, my nails clawing him over and and over until we aroused Aaron from his drunken stupor. He knelt watching for a few moments. He knew I liked to be a sadistic little bitch but he’d never seen it. It was one thing, to know something then to actually see it. I didn’t know it then, but that moment was the end of me and Aaron.

Aaron started fingering my pussy and wouldn’t let up until he had his entire fist in me. Alex looked rather amused and like he’d been attacked by a house cat. Aaron pulled out quickly and which a strange wet pop and went into the bathroom. I then got up on my hands and knees and told Alex to fuck me, and boy did he, I came six times. Aaron says that was the only time he’d heard me scream that loud was when I was screaming “Master” or getting paid to do so!

At some point Alex stopped and Aaron started. Alex sat beside me watching seeing him still hard, I did what any girl would do…I sucked his dick, I sucked it good in typical Batling fashion, Aaron came in under two minutes and I just laid there stunned. We’d been fucking for an hour and Alex didn’t cum. I was not going to let this rest.I’ve pleased every partner male and female, ladies love me, I was truly perplexed.

The answer came upon me like a two by four. Of course maybe Angel Mason, a character from one of my books, took me over but my hand was around Alex’s neck and I squeezing. I licked my lips and whispered

“Cum or I kill you.”

I slept well that night.

I am she and she is me and we are all together. I am a journalist and an eroticist. Some people fiddle with their gender. I fiddle with identity and naming of the psyche. So, why not explore this some more. I feel having an alias or two, or perhaps three is everyone is allowed. It’s not lying if you’ll cop to it after all.

Lacie is me and we were interviewed here

I love LOVE October! It’s my birthday. It’s Halloween! It’s a month where I let loose get wicked (er) and have fun! I really love dressing up and playing. Being a witch that comes naturally I guess…
This year I’m restarting the family tradition of doing it large!

My mum used to throw these “balls” friends would come over dressed to the nines. Each would bring three gifts. One for Mum, one for Tantrum (me) and one to do a blind exchange. (Sort of like secret santa) My mum had lots of friends!

Baby Tantrum got lots of gifts! (Books, candies, dolls, games) She had this one friend who did AMAZING Paperdolls!

So, for that.

I’m doing an advent calendar! If you vist this site, you’ll get a surprise! Things like: stories, audio files, photo sets. Some paid content will be available, but it’ll be mostly awesomely free!

Because I have a porn site. I’m planing on doing a weekly costume themed photo shoot! Last year, I did cheetah (anthro) and a low rent Black Canary!

My boyfriend Judas is coming over from Scotland, so I’m going to celebrate early with him. Given my mum’s tradition, we might through a little Christmas in there too! I’m also going to be taking my daughter out for trick or treating. Of course, we’re going to do a gift exchange. Just like the old days.

It’s going to be an awesome October! I’m definitely looking forward to it. I hope you’ll join me for it.

Because, I’m a little cuckoldress and I like to know my smutlings are teased even if I’m not always around. Here’s me rubbing in Girl Boss’s living room.
I’m a big old button pusher. Its why I write erotica, It’s why I have phone sex. I like the erotic thrill. My new book pushes boundaries, buttons and gives off steam.

See?

S&M: Sex and Machinery

Blurb:
A collection of short novellas featuring BDSM in fantastical setting split between a steampunk story and one featuring a werewolf popstar and extras.

More:
S&M: Sex and Machinery is a collection of two short novellas with a steampunk and paranormal theme. Both stories and the extras within contain heavy BDSM themes and imagery that juxtaposes the nature of self within self and what it means to give oneself to another.

Will and desire despite the danger. What it means to become a puppet or the plaything of a dangerous beast.

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Read it, and comment let me know what your fantasy is. Inspire me and keep smut alive. Let me know what buttons to push.