Kuro, new to this blog but not new to my life. He was my Master at one point. My submissive at another point. My friend through it all. He pushes ALL my bad girl buttons. He is delicious. He also needs to be added to the cast list.

The Brit, the British Dom I’ve been seeing. Very lovely man. I didn’t really seem as being sexual in the first place. Boy, was I wrong! He rings my little bells, tingly all over type stuff. Not only that the boy loves to cuddle.

Carys, keeps me sane. Carys is like my wife and she is the BEST wife. She also draws my words into pretty pictures. She’s also helping me launch two NEW projects. She and Babykat are making me a better version of my Domina self. All you boys blame them!

The Work

2010 brings more and interesting things for me and this site. More Geisha Speak podcast and new erotic hypnosis mp3s. Email me with suggestions please. Also new video clips. Including a chat show on you tube talking (mostly!) erotica books. Maybe some erotic hypnosis videos…if you’re all good. So, be good!!

Nepenthe #2 is being written and put together. So, more Lux Shimshi goodness to come. As well as not one but two comics…to be revealed later. That means be on the look out!

Til later…

When I first saw her I was smitten. Her glasses were adorable, a lot of girls would take their glasses off. She didn’t, that made her my kind of girl. I was happier knowing she was out there. Then I started following her on Twitter, she made me smile, I’d flirt, she’d flirt back.
I started to wonder how she did hypnosis, not just out professional curiosity either. I started to want to feel her, I’d only ever been hypnotized by two people my dad, a vegas stage hypnotist and a friend a few years ago who showed me the erotic side.
I felt kind of bad, wanting her that way, I couldn’t pay her, and to be honest it would hurt being just a client. However being her plaything, something to help her tease boys and get more money, that was okay. I jokingly told her this idea, when she seemed intrigued I admit it, I did a happy dance.

Today was the day. We both put aside our “work schedules” and had a little chat. I was nervous, which makes me sound like a teenager and brings out my slight British accent. We talked as she set up recording equipment. I felt at ease and even comfortable.
I started to close my eyes and listened. Her voice drifted to my ears and made me feel at ease. I surrendered to the induction, my body following her guiding, relaxing inch by inch. When my body relaxed, I found myself getting lost in her words that had quickly lost their meaning to my conscious mind. The harmony of her voice kept me deep in trance.
Time was irrelevant. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed or even if Zusa had brought me back up from the trance. I lingered for a moment, before her voice finally reached my conscious mind.

“Lola, are you okay?” I opened my eyes slowly as she spoke.
“Yes, Zusa I’m fine.” I answered back feeling absolutely fine, for once.
“Okay, you were gone there for a moment.” She said laughing a bit.
“I was up all night talking to Nick, sorry.” I blushed a little as I spoke it’s true once I start talking I don’t shut up unless nervous, like now.
“It’s okay, I kind of enjoy the ‘Nick’ stories on your site.”
Oh, Zusa had read my site…I swallowed back a squee of happiness.
“Anyway..” Zusa said bringing my attention back to her. “How about some ice cream?” I felt a cold shiver rip down my spine, it was delicious, I whimpered.
“Got your attention do I?” Her voice took on a purring quality.
“Yes.” I said softly.
“Good girl.” Fuck, I liked hearing her say that. Okay, I wondered if she wanted an internet girlfriend. The idea made me chuckle.
“What?” She asked.
“Nothing, really.”
“So, are you going to share this recording with your Nick or possibly this “Daddy” you keep tweeting about? I blushed and moaned.
“Unless you say I can’t.”
“Oh, no, he should enjoy what a fine submissive he has, and how else would you explain the wet panties?” Zusa spoke slowly, she was pushing buttons. I was tingling. I didn’t think I could tell Nick about this, I’d email the file when I’m sure he’d be too busy, maybe it’d get buried?

The whole submissive thing wasn’t something I normally felt, let alone for more than one person at a time. But, if they both wanted me, maybe we’d all work something out. For now, I was just enjoying it.

“Lola, I want you to tell me why you deserve to orgasm.” Zusa said patiently.
I could’ve give her a good answer and I didn’t want to try to make up something totally lame.
So, I said:

“I don’t deserve to orgasm Mistress but, should you allow me to I will do so with you in mind and only should you choose.”
She paused thoughtfully and sighed softly.

“That, is the best answer I have ever got, sugar.”
That word set off something in my pussy, I groaned. Then a scream erupted from my lips. My body was hot like a fire, then suddenly it was gone. I was sated but, it felt hollow. I licked my lips.
“Hello.” I whispered.
“I’m still here, I was just listening.” Zusa said breathily.
I gripped my phone tighter wondering if this was how my boys felt calling me. More importantly I wondered how she felt but, as usual was too timid to ask.
I sighed, relieved, she wasn’t scolding me nor did she hang up, so I must be doing something right.
“That was fun.” I declared. I stopped myself from talking anymore.
“Yes, didn’t you think it would be?”
“I get nervous…”
“It’s okay” Zusa said softly, almost like a verbal hair ruffle.

Oh man, was I in for trouble.

1899, She would see the dawn of a brand new century. It was almost amazing. Leo was born in 1800 in London youngest daughter to a well-known family of textile merchants. Never in her youth could she imagine something this wondrous. Living forever, seeing the world, having whatever she wanted. She felt more like a goddess than a merchant’s daughter!

The sound of his heartbeat resonated in her ears as she kissed him softly. She could almost taste his pulse as her red lips touched his neck. The cool night air brushed her bare back, with a sudden rush of courage her teeth sunk into his beefy neck. Blood rushed into her so quickly the vampire was almost swimming. Leo let him go gently he seemed to be all right. So she turned and headed toward the shadows.

Leo was longing for companionship decided to go and visit the pub down the street from her flat. She took a seat in the back where she was sure she would not be noticed.

“Excuse me mademoiselle?” Leo turned and to her absolute surprise to see a young boy of twenty smiling at her.

“Yes?” she didn’t do a good job at hiding the shock in her voice.

He sat in the booth across from her “I saw you and I knew I had to speak with you.”

Leo smiled nervously “why?” she asked.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in this pub.” His smile was absolutely beautiful it sparkled with a certain charisma.

Leo smiled a secret delighted smile. “Oh really?” she giggled covering her mouth in her delicately manicured hands.

” My name is Aris.” He said taking her hand.

“Leo.” A slow smile came across her face.

He kissed her hand “that’s a man’s name.”

” I don’t think so, its unique.” She stood up and started walking out the door. Aris followed quickly behind her, he was struggling to keep up. London was cold this time of year

“Leo, don’t go, please.” Aris gripped her arm. She turned to look at him, he had a determined look in his eyes she could tell he wasn’t going to be easy to get rid of.

“Aris I have to get home.” Her lips dropped to a pout, As Aris watched her candy apple red lips. Desire to taste that candy welled up in him as he gazed into her violet eyes. Leo pulled him into her embrace and she kissed him. She pulled away almost as quickly as she started.

“You can come with.” She said pulling him along the streets, almost quicker than he could walk.

Present day

Her violet eyes were always watching. Looking at the world around her, keeping her pretty eyes on her children. Only one was hers directly, and that was Aris. Aris on the other hand had six to his credit. No matter she watched them all. This night she was watching Celina, her favorite.

Celina was sitting in a café watching the mortals pass her by.

“Leo.” Celina called to her mentally ” I know you’re here, come sit with me and tell me where you’ve been.” Leo smiled her mischievous smile walking over to Celina. Celina was very pretty with her long black hair, which she kept in a tight braid, her glowing brown eyes filled with glee when she saw Leo.

“I’ve missed you.” Celina hugged Leo tight. Being this close to Celina made Leo feel much better than she’s felt in twenty years or more.

“How have you been my lady?” Celina asked while pretending to sip her tea.

“Lonely, but I’ve been fine.” Lonely just didn’t seem to cover it but she didn’t want to upset little Celina.

“No you haven’t, I can tell.” Celina clasped Leo’s hands. Kissing them gently.

“Celli, a matron’s life is a lonely one that’s all there is to it.” She smiled weakly. Celina looked at her lovingly “you don’t have to be alone, I’d be with you.” Leo’s heart stopped when she said that. Celina was very serious about that and had been for quite sometime.

“It would be far to indulgent of me Celli.” The old vampire sighed her heart was burdened with both love and lust for Celina.

Celina just sighed and leaned forward and kissed Leo quite fiercely. Leo couldn’t pull away Celina held her with all her strength.

Aris was sitting on Celina’s bed when the two women reached her flat. He sat watching them for a few moments until he couldn’t stand it. The joy he felt seeing them especially together made him elated yet sad because he’d forgotten why he left either of them.

“Hello ladies.” His voice low and soothing, but the smile on his faced showed his predatory nature, his smile was hungry as his eyes beheld his maker for the first time in fifty years.

“Aris, my boy, how have you been?” Leo asked coolly, her eyes blazed like violet flames. Celina slowly put her arm around Leo.

“I’ve been well, my kitten.” He smiled that smug smile that drove Leo crazy for almost a century.

“Don’t do that, please Aris.” Leo smiled sweetly her usual response to his annoying attitude.

It was Celina who voiced the question in Leo’s mind first. “Just what are you doing here Aris?” her voice trembled a bit but was still steady in its conviction. Aris flung himself back up on the bed propping himself up by the elbows. “I’m here to seek the help of my kindred, namely you two.”

Leo stood in front of him she looked like a stone statue of Aphrodite gazing down upon him. His spine shook with lust.
“What do you seek?” she asked softly there was a strange chill to her which made the hairs on both Celina and Aris’ neck stand on end.

His eyes went cold. “It’s Nathalie, she’s gone mad.” His voice sounded sad and weak. Celina’s face knotted up in confusion it was obvious Celina hadn’t kept up with Aris that well. Leo sat quiet looking at him trying to remember what she knew of Nathalie.

“Did you Change her properly?” Leo knelt over him peering deep into his eyes trying to see his memory. Of course she could, she saw Nathalie as a mortal girl.

Nathalie was eighteen very fair, blonde, and blue eyed. She was one of the popular girls at her school that being said she still very sweet and good-natured. She fell in love with Aris after meeting him at a poetry reading in the park. It was all very story bookish.

“Of course I did I made her the same way I made Celina, Serenity, Ginger, and all the others the same way you made me.” He said rather defensively.

Leo ran her hands up his torso slowly teasing him “Okay, okay no need to get bent.”

Aris looked at her like she was absolutely crazy.

“Bent?” he repeated the unfamiliar terminology.

“Its 20th century slang meaning, upset.” Leo planned a wet kiss on his cheek.

Celina watched them smiling fondly.

“Was she unstable before you made her, did she suffer from depression or anything?” Celina walked over and sat on the bed. He turned his head to look at her.

“None that I know of.” He shrugged sadly.

“Where is she now?” Leo asked him while grabbing her coat.

“I have her chained to her bed, in my townhouse.” He said with his full attention on Celina who looked horrified. Leo’s mouth dropped in shock, but then she smiled to reassure Celina.

“That’s the best thing.” She said walking over to Celina.

“That’s sadistic…” Celina protested like a three year old would over not getting a cookie.

“Celli” Leo stroked her hair gently “it’s better than leaving her to terrorize the city.” Aris nodded in agreement.

Aris’ townhouse was in downtown Chicago, a very lavish townhouse with very luxurious appointments, no one would ever suspect him of vampirism. Leo was surprised to see a lot of the furniture was saved from the flat they shared in London. The three vampires walked up the stairs to Nathalie’s room. Aris opened the door quickly as if she would leap out and attack them, but she didn’t. Leo ran in the room first.

Nathalie sat her arms handcuffed to the bedpost, she wriggled and writhed trying to break free she could tell Aris had also secured around the waist and legs. She writhed on the bed trying to break free growling like a fierce animal. Nothing like the Nathalie Leo saw in Aris’ subconscious. Leo slowly peeled off her coat looking directly into the newly made vampire’s eyes. “Shhh” she said in her most soothing voice “We aren’t going to hurt you.” The young vampire bit at Leo’s hand as she tried to touch the girl. Aris jumped pulling Leo away.

“See, after all these years you still protect me.” She grinned

Aris just grinned, as he looked at his former lover her red hair shown in the harsh electric light, it looked lovely but he remembered the way her body looked bathed in candlelight. Leo felt him sigh and his body stiffen. She wondered if just for a moment she could fuck him in front of Celli and the raving Nathalie.

“Fuck him.” A beastly voice sounding voice coming from the bed. Aris looked down at Leo a mixture of madness and love in his eyes. her panties grew wet as Aris kissed down her neck ripping open her blouse. hungryily he sucked at her nipples. Leo moaned as her once beloved aris drew blood from her nipple. Celina was over come by the sight something took ahold of her and she flew between Leo’s thighs she started to lick at at Leo’s clit, Leo moaned loudly.

“No.” Leo resisted throwing Aris on his back. He looked startled. Leo jumped on the bed immediately.

“Aris, if you cant save her, we’ll have to kill her.”

“No….” growled Nathalie.

“No?” Leo smiled seeing some humanness. “Well Nathalie help me.”

Nathalie writhed and twisted under Leo.

“Listen to me.” Said Leo looking into the girl’s jewel eyes. ” Aris loves you, or else he would not have given you this gift.”

Nathalie’s body went cold and she stopped moving, her head lulled to the left.

Leo slowly slid off the bed. Going over to Celina hugging her close Celina started to shake violently with great heaving sobs.

“It will be alright Celli as long as she remembers she’s loved.” She looked back to Aris and gave him a wink. “Let’s go leave Aris with his love.”

The two bands prior didn’t really do much for me. The thing is, Astrid PIerce (band, not a person) tried to be good, but something smacks of trying too hard. It really showed. Catastrophe left me there alone, can you believe that?

Aside from that, I came up with the greatest idea ever. I want to start a band and come up with all these songs with set titles, then when I perform live, mumble the titles. So, that way, when someone goes “Did you say, Purple Monkey Dish Fucker?” I’d say “Yes, yes I did.” and watch their friends also misinterpret the title just the same like, “I thought she said Dumble Crump Smacker.” To which I would respond positively to that, to further fuck with them.

Though, Bits and Pisces is rocking. Miles above Catastrophe’s old band. Though, I think there need to be more songs about masturbation. (Hint Hint Catastrophe)

There was this really pretty girl there who looked like a young Sylvie Kristel. Think Emmanuelle.
I could not resist. Well, I could have and probably should have. But, I didn’t. The Trash Bar is one of those places where you have to get right on top of someone to talk. So, Jak had left, I’m not quite sure where he went off too. So, Emmanuelle took her chance, saying she knew this place close by. She took me to an Indian restaurant.
I must admit I was very confused.
She lead me back to the bathrooms. The ladies room was out of order. This girl was a fucking genius! We used a broom (or a mop?) to block the door just in case. Let me say, I’ve only ever given a guy a blow job in public. I was sitting on the toilet he popped his cock in my mouth.

The logistics of what she wanted were eluding me. My nervousness kicked in, I suddenly wished a man was there…
She hopped on the toilet gripping the hand rails at either side. I undid her impossible bondage pants. She wore no panties and was waxed. I kissed her above her pubic bone then slid my tongue down tapping her clit with it.
she spread her thighs but I couldn’t reach anymore. I left her wanting more, I knew she wanted me but, I had 20 minutes tops…so I licked her clit and didn’t let up. Until she came.

I never did ask her name.

All in all, it was an awesome night. Despite the fact that I’m now sick and stuck in bed..
It’s okay, I could use time off.

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The idea was simple enough. Halloween is the night spirits were so easy to contact, non gifted people could pull them free. A hellacious time to be a medium. Unlike my ex-girlfriend Lux I kept it secret. I worked as a body piercer pomading to almost every shop in NYC. No one knew what I did ever, except Lux.
She knew I was the city’s number one , and only as far as I knew supplier of Nepenthe a very sought after drug. One version made normal people see the dead. The other could make you forget. Boom, one dose and you could forget that ex or whatever you wanted. This was why I was alone.

So, tonight I stayed home. Arranged my Samhain blessing candle on my altar. I lit a few others, those ghost ones, this time of year I always stock up. I like them, they’re cute. I stood in my living room in candle lit darkness, wearing a black satin floor length night gown. I looked classy but with just an air of slutishness. I climbed up on my glass coffee table.

I wondered if The Shado was amused, or would he be more aroused seeing me like this?

I closed my eyes and concentrated. My heart was still beating, that was good at the very least. My body flushed, the a bride waiting for her groom. Is that what this was? I felt the first caress, grave cold fingers caressed me. I shivered, my pussy quaked. Usually I did this while sleeping, I started to wonder in this instance if this was why.
Did I like this?
Did I like being a rent girl for every random specter? The ghostly fingers trailed down my body pressing the satin into me touching my softness.
Another one took me by the arms holding me back. The first was massaging my pussy. He growled, there was something primal about this.
He needed me. I needed my pussy was wet, I wanted it not to be desperately. I wanted to hate this. Convince myself I wasn’t a monster.
But, His prick filled my pussy and I cried out. I was a monster like Lux thought, and I wasn’t a very good lesbian to boot. I craved his cock I wanted more. I was growing impatient.
My head lulled to the side and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. It looked bizarre I was up in midair my night gown up over my ass. Suddenly he jerked my head up back to him.
He had a five o’clock shadow and piercing blue eyes that glowed with an unnatural light. He slammed his hips into mine fucking me harder and faster. Ectoplasm mixed with my cunt juice poured on to my glass coffee table. He smirked as he battered my pussy. I cared less about collection and more about my orgasm.
“Fuck.” I gasped. My eyes fluttering and my mouth opening sighing quietly. My spasmed and I thrashed screaming like a caged wild animal. Was I trying to break free?

Darkness closed in, Dare out.

It was still dark when I came to the left me laying neatly on my couch. I looked over at the coffee table ectoplasm had been wiped clean. My heart sunk but, my pussy seemed happy about it. Slowly I rose to my feet walking to my bathroom.
Something seemed curious from my vantage point on the toilet. Carefully I looked over expecting the worst. Inside my bathtub there was a quarter inch layer of pink Nepenthe. I was on easy street, all I needed to do was bottle it. Of course I’d only report a quarter of this to The Shado.

A girl needed her secrets.

“Thank you” I whispered.
“You’re welcome.” A male voice came from behind me. I shivered slightly.
“You know” He continued speaking. “I’ve never had a human love slave”
“And you won’t have me.” I said seeing him.
“If you stick with me and pleasure me, I’ll make you wealthy and rid you of the human you fear.”

My heart stopped, could he rid me of The Shado? Ghosts really can’t lie, that’s why I liked them. They could bend the truth but, not lie. The way he said it seemed like he was certain.
“If I agree, will you really help me?” I said my voice came out small and suddenly I felt weak.
“Trust me, choose to be my lover, and I’ll protect you.” He said smirking.
“I don’t even know your…” He put his cold fingers to my lips.
“It’s Todd, Todd Merriman.”
So, here it was Samhain and I was about to change myself. This was forever. I said the only thing I could say. “Yes, Todd.”
I felt the energy shift. Todd pushed him on to me, he was attaching himself to my black cat charm.
It was done. We belonged to each other. Great, I was officially the world’s worst lesbian.

Smoke. It starts with smoke and her. Watching her smoke relaxed me. I really needed to relax. This was such a big night for me and her, and I was an absolute mess. Here she was Ava Montrose, smoking a cigarette and looking so serene.
I have this thing: I fall in love with people easily over the littlest things. Like Ava and her cigarettes, or Christopher and his leather. I shook my thoughts free again to focus my vision back to Ava.
“What?” I said softly my voice felt dry.
Ava laughed stroking my hair, as she spoke “I said, you want to come back with me?”
I blinked.

We didn’t know each other that well. I met Ava a few weeks ago at some loud club. We hit it off and she bought me a drink.
Flash forward and here we are. I nodded and she leaned forward kissing me softly. I followed her out carefully climbing over the clusters of bored kids whereas Ava did not.That was kind of just how she is.
As I stood there kissing her in the rain feeling her body grow into mine I couldn’t help myself.

Her apartment was modest and messier than I expected but nice. I felt sleepy so I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Ava’s arms were firmly around my waist. I felt her lips against my ear. I couldn’t hear what she was saying.

* * *
“Courtney, honey wake up.” Ava said softly nudging me awake.
“I’m up, I’m up.” I said groggily, the pieces of last night coming back together and I couldn’t help but smile. Ava smiled back her smile seemed playful yet somehow sinister.
“Cinnamon.” Ava whispered it.
A warmth built up in my pussy and spread a moan left my lips. I was having an orgasm. My hands clawed at the sheets. I was so embarrassed but I couldn’t stop.
Ava’s hands were on my thighs spreading them wide. She sat there watching my convulsing pussy with a sense of wonder.
I was shocked. Sitting there in my own wet spot as Ava walked away I was totally confused yet pleased. Little did I know that was just the beginning.

I paid the cabbie proper fare and turned walking toward the hotel. I could swear I felt the cabbie’s eyes watching my ass as I walked away. Just a few weeks ago I would’ve hurried away, but now I reveled in it. The hotel was ritzier than I could have ever imagined. Elegance, it was sheer elegance, Ava was teaching how to be more elegant and carry myself more like a lady less like a street kid.
My suit was a black little blazer and miniskirt thing with a crimson colored top. Ava’s choice not mine but, it did look very lovely I had to admit. Ava didn’t tell me who I was meeting with, just that I would be meeting someone. That’d be okay except I was told I had to whatever they said. I knew it’d be purely sexual, Ava had found out one of my most taboo fantasies, fucking strangers.
I practiced swinging my hips as I walked down the plush hallway to room 567. My hand was visibly shaking as I knocked on the door. Rustling noises could be heard from within, I watched the knob turn it was too late to run. I could only ponder why I did this, did I really love Ava that much?
The man who answered the door was totally not my type. He was older, he looke around 60 or so. He had little hair and a visible pot belly. It was almost as if Ava chose him because I would be so repulsed. She had been denying me an orgasm for a solid week. I had to give a stellar performance or no more orgasms in my future.
“You must be Clover.” Said the man using my submissive name given to me just two weeks ago by Ava. I was no longer Courtney, I probably could never be again.
“Yeah, thats me.” I said with a fake smile. He invited me in, closing the door behind me.
The room was nice, really nice, it was big I was guessing it was the honeymoon suite. I sat on the dark wood chair facing the bed. The lights were dim, he had really set things up.
“Would you like a drink Clover?” He asked examining the mini bar the hotel laid out.
“A Vodka and Red Bull, if you have it.” I answered meekly.
“Sure do.” He said with a smile. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad, maybe he’d just wanted dirty talk. He brought me my drink, I sipped it gently.
“By the way, my name’s Derek.” He said sitting on the bed across from me.
I nodded sipping my drink again.
“Candy girl.” He said it firmly.
Suddenly, I was aroused and he looked like a sex god, I wanted him. My cunt pressed against the chair. Derek looked delighted.
“I want you to put this on.” He said handing me a thick black dog collar. Yes, it was a dog collar not a sub collar. I took it and obediently fastened it around my neck.
“Good, nipples.” He said softly. I knew what I was supposed to do or rather my hands did. I pulled down my top exposing my barely B cup breasts to him, and started stroking my nipples.
“What?” I said softly confused. I watched Derek undo his pants and pull down his boxers. His cock was huge, I heard older men had massive cocks compared to boys my age. I’d always theorized it was due to radiation. In the back of my mind I was thinking “He’s old enough to be my grandfather.” however my active mind was thinking “Spank me, use me”

“Nipples.” He growled grabbing his cock at the base.