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Yule: Notes and Intensity

Dirty Geisha — Thu, 22 Dec 2011 00:55:45 +0000

As some sort of pagan I celebrate Yule. I sort of half heartedly did it this year. I’ll be honest, with my migraines acting up I’m sleeping or crying. Judas doesn’t quite grasp that it’s not him its me. I want to burrow away, not really interested in much else.

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.

You Come

Dirty Geisha — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 01:17:35 +0000

Month after month men and women come to this blog. You all come here for many different reasons. Some to get off, still others to learn. But, I hope you all come here to be inspired.To read about a strange but lovely girl’s struggle to balance a poly-BDSM lifestyle with work as pro Domina and Erotic Hypnotist along with motherhood and being a geeky comedy wife. It’s not easy. I’m a person first I will FORGET things…
This does not mean I am a fake or a liar merely able to err. I also like having sex and occasionally showing off this doesn’t mean I am a whore who will do anything for money. It means I am a woman who’s confident enough to flaunt it.

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.

Haus of Nepenthe is Open

Dirty Geisha — Sun, 30 Oct 2011 05:14:22 +0000

Like the Cyber geisha-gypsy I am I’ve put up a little rug with wares!It’s lovely. You’ll adore my sensual scents to bring love and lust. You can get my steampunk style too. Even my nerdly awesome Doctor Who themed paper dolls! Take those to your cubicle make your co-workers super jealous.

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!

Identify

Dirty Geisha — Wed, 26 Oct 2011 01:23:15 +0000

The post you are about to read was inspired by this post Because I too am rediscovering myself at the roots of my teenage wildlife.

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.

Outting The Flawed Goddess

Dirty Geisha — Sat, 22 Oct 2011 04:07:07 +0000

Want a website about fucking me? No, Another one. A fantasy smut one to be exact. You do, well good have I got one for you. Fuck me. Harder. The concept behind this is. You can write in, suggest whatever you want, as long as it’s me getting fucked in story form. Sort of like an erotic text version of my sexy friend Crazy Slutty But, that’s not all!
No my Lovely Lacie videos will be featured only on Iwannafkmuse.com! (After Lacie’s debut here of course!) Here’s me still exploring and hoping to make you laugh and cum. You boys, who love to know I’m a slut for alpha males are sure to enjoy the content. You boys who are sweet on me shall be much loved.
I’m starting to love myself better than I ever thought possible. I love it when I’m back to myself. 1/4 artist. 1/4 culture whore. 1/4 lover 1/4 hypnotist. 100% DirtyGeisha. Feel me returning?
I don’t need you to think I’m perfect, some of the best Goddesses are flawed after all? Who needs perfect you just need me. Get your whorship on here+ here

Stay lusty..
I know I will.

Topless Tarot Erotic Tarot Readings

Dirty Geisha — Fri, 21 Oct 2011 04:26:06 +0000

Liking my advice so far? But, want to see my mystical side? I do have a vanilla side that is that of a tarot reader. (I’ve talked about here a few times, I think!)

A new feature I’m doing on SkinVideo or by appointment on skype.Get a Topless Tarot reading! Be advised on matters of the heart!

We all have issues, tarot is not *just* a woman’s thing!. Using tarot to provide a mirror unto yourself is a good thing! Trust me, plus who doesn’t love my jugs? I’ll use my no nonsense approach to reading your cards. I can use my cards and knowledge to help you with all types of relationships. I won’t just offer new age advice either, no just cast a love spell from me!
I’ll give you real advice that’s based on actions. I’ll give you a plan of action so to speak. Just like I do for my Living in Sin and Ask Miss Geek columns.

Gain:

♠ Clarity into the processes you are currently experiencing in your life.

♠ Possible solutions to the challenges you are facing.

♠ Get suggestions on actions you can take to improve your situation, empower yourself.

♠ Understanding about how you see sex, love, and relationships in your world.

Sometimes the best thing we can do when we have a problem is to seek outside help. A person like can be exactly need them to be, A source of support and advice not involved in the situation. Let me help you. Let me give you the keys to empower yourself.

Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up.

Dirty Geisha — Tue, 18 Oct 2011 04:10:27 +0000

(Written in 2005, for the original run of Living in Sin on PopTrash Magazine)
I’m sitting here on Jak’s laptop since my poor ibook Gia has a broken cable. I have been staring at the blank screen for several minutes now contemplating things. Asking Sabina if I could ever compile this column into a book, how I want to get some stripey knee socks I saw on ebay, you know normal everyday twenty-something thoughts. I’ve been listening to our new neighbor’s Weiner dog bark and yowl; I’m thinking maybe he’s commiserating with me. No, he’s trapped in his own plight of being locked in a room all day by himself. So, now I’m sitting here thinking how if I had a Weiner dog I’d probably name it Penny and I’d never make her carry on like the poor dog down the hall. My thoughts again scatter themselves to a Pullip, which has been paid for but never came and a beautiful ooak Pullip I saw on ebay and how I want to learn the fine art of doll repainting.
Why am I like this?
Just last night I received possibly the most disturbing phone sex I’d had in a long time. A caller shot himself right with me on the phone. The unmistakable sound of a gun shot followed by the heavy and wet (yes, wet) sound of a body falling with a thud to the floor. Things like this always scare me, my current track record stands at one confession of incestuous sexual abuse, being asked to perform feletio on my younger brother, and I’ve had two other suicides. Now if you’re like me you’re probably wondering do these guys seek you out? Maybe, the thought crossed my mind I open myself up for this in this line of work. Then I always fantasize about getting some normal job like in a bookstore or maybe filler writer at a paper. Then it dawns on me, I would probably just give the “crazies” to some other poor girl who may not be as able to deal with this. Add a new dimension to that part therapist part whore part actress part spy to my description I am part sin eater. I think people find it easy to confess to me because I am a stranger maybe even after someone gets to know me I remain a stranger.
By now you’re thinking you’ve had two other suicide confessions, why is this one worth rambling about? Two reasons my dear readers, one, I knew him and two I know how he feels because damnit all if I’m not feeling the same way. Rode hard and put away wet. Please keep in mind this isn’t your average sex column. No, every once in a while I like to examine the human condition and give you guys a “field report” as it were. Let’s face the entire human races’ guilty pleasure has got to be voyeurism, I’m convinced why do you think Jackie Collins is a best selling author and 80% of television is reality programming? Because we LOVE to watch, plain and simple, we crave the giddy thrill. I must digress however and get back to this man’s death and the wretched feeling in my stomach.
Earlier I said I knew the man in question, I didn’t, that is to say he’s not a friend but a while back he did stalk me. You see, in 2005 I made the decision to move from pictures of myself in various sexy outfits to content. Content safe to say it’s not me you’re looking at in photos but you are talking to me on the phone. I chose a nice little redhead as my new “me” to supplement a major crush I have on Sky Salt’s singer the lovely Xenia. Walter, found her to be hot, so what the hell he gave me a call. It was an awesome first call we talked about of all things manga, I was pleased as punch especially when he became a weekly regular dropping close to a hundred dollars each call. Walter seemed very friendly at first he really did than things got creepy. You see Walter would jerk off while asking me how old I was over and over until he came. Which I fine with until “That’s my slut fuck of a girlfriend” came out of his mouth. Furthermore after that he started being more adamant about me meeting him. Let’s just say he scared me so bad one night I had to turn him over to NiteFlirt.
3,000 dollars made and I felt somehow violated and like he was going to leap out from under my bed and kill me. He maintained his distance for a while of course soon he was contacting me on my AIM so to avoid further hurting him I just blocked him.
I thought everything was over until last night at 10:37 I receive a call. I politely answer and wait for a response, there is none. My spine tingles strangely familiar fear.
“I’m going to die.” I recognize his southern twang and I shake a little.
“Walter, don’t…” I trail off a little not knowing what to say really, in all honesty I shouldn’t care but damn my morals I do.
“You were the last thing I wanted, a whore!”
“I’m not a whore.” I say defensively.
“No one’s ever loved me, and no one ever will.”
I start to say I’m sure that’s not true, but its too late the shot is fired and he’s gone. I call out to him a few times, nothing. I hang up and weep bitterly.
I cant help but wonder in my mind, have I been loved? Did Aaron love me? Did Mary or Luna? Will I ever know true love? I began crying over Walter but in the end my tears were for me and my string of failed lovers. I can say this; I know now the importance of letting your loved ones know exactly how you feel. Sappy yes, but true, I am now plotting out ways to tell the most special people just how I feel.
I may not have been able to help Walter but surely someone could’ve. I feel somehow my gift of gab may have misled him somehow. Maybe he thought we shared some deep bond through manga whatever it was, I feel awful. He felt so alone; he had to pay to get somebody to hear his last words. It rips my heart out every time I think about it.
So, here’s to you Walter where ever you are….

Sinfully Yours,

Innit Lola, Lacie?

Dirty Geisha — Mon, 17 Oct 2011 04:28:45 +0000

Identity issues. Everyone has them. I wanted a separate “Erotic” self. I “cleaned” up Lola. As I’ve said, Not many people could have two jobs, that are so different.
Everyone is allowed to explore themselves fully. Lacie is my scapegoat sexy self. There I’ve said it. In writing.What’s in a name, power, beauty, fame?

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

It’s Here! Well It Will Be

Dirty Geisha — Sat, 01 Oct 2011 02:16:42 +0000

You all might have noticed I’ve been quiet-ish. I’ve been working on something HUGE! Long time readers know that my Birthday is October 8th. This year I’m doing something awesome for all of you!
The Advent Event. That’s right, something new every day right up until Halloween! I’m doing things you’ve never seen. Great works of art, nifty tricks of the mind, and of course I’m going to stir your libido! Join me, won’t you!
Gifts would be appreciated and well thanked as is my way To make a gifting Go here! To leave tokens on Skin Video it’d be lovely…
Let’s make this October memorable!

What with Judas’s visit (yay! Scotsman!) and that promises to be blog worthy. You can read about it all soon..
ox
DG

Missed Me?

Dirty Geisha — Sun, 22 May 2011 05:13:34 +0000

In the interest of getting out there and declaring my new found Goddesshood, I’ve been well, living it to the fullest. I’ve been a bit of a party girl. Which inevitably means I’ve met new people. Which, I absolutely love. I suppose that’s why I like traveling so much. Being nomadic and seeing everything. I do want to see the world. Not just the fun vacation-y spots either.

The lovely poshy chef Aladin Sane, who likes to be my pretty puppy boy, he’s my art’s benefactor. He’s been encouraging me to get back to it. I’m so much doing my art. Of course teasing him is a lovely way to spend an afternoon. I’m now keeping notes on new torments to inflict on him. Hopefully, next week his work will turn him loose so we can play.

Then the fabulous Mr. Grayson my writing idol, just talking to him made me feel amazing. I’m a little honored he likes me and really likes my writing! He’s awfully creative and I adore his fashion sense.

I can’t believe they are just letting me *make* art! They’re not just doing it because I like me; they’re doing it because they like my art. (Batling groupies!)

There’s Danger too, but he’s different and I won’t talk about him here yet. He’s too complicated. My Judas is becoming less of a “mate” but, things change. Hopefully he knows what I mean, we’ll always be mates. But, I need to explore it.

I do have some sad news, I cannot get to the UK this summer. Because I had a laptop melt down, I had to back out. This gives me time to do it right and register; the question is what name to register under. I kind of want a “DJ name”. I could just be Lola Batling but, it seems a little boring…you know?

In other news! I love erotica and so should you! Here’s a great project that needs your help to get it going.Daisy Danger’s Bite Sized Sex collection. Cause we all need a bit more smut in our lives. Plus helping someone achieve a dream is the best feeling ever.
Trust me I know this to be absolutely true. Plus her blog is a really fun read. Check it out now!