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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,

bewhoyouare

Dirty Geisha — Mon, 02 May 2011 23:43:40 +0000

Incubus is nowhere to be found but you know what? It doesn’t matter! I’m too busy to care. I do erotic hypnosis and slave training because I love it.
I found out in the last week I do love phone sex and get cranky when I can’t have it. My mother in law was in town and I simply couldn’t play with any of my boys!
I had to sneak in my photo shoot. That gave me too much time to think. My summer camp idea is a great one. Life should be a stress free as possible. Full of fun and the things I want to do.

I’m a bit of brat and a geek who likes sex too much and erotic hypnosis. Right now, I’m going on a kind of adventure. Soon you’ll know what I’m doing.

I promise.
Just now I need to shift this site’s mood back to my more Domina aspect. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it. I know I do.

Changing Lexicon

Dirty Geisha — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 04:28:37 +0000

Merry Christmas to all my readers, I hope you’re having the best one ever. I am. So many packages under my tree, including lovely ones from England. No tea though, I’m actually sad about that. I rather like my tea, during writing sessions especially. Nicer still during my recent late night writing jags. Yes, I’ve been writing, watch out world!

This is my new favorite quote! Simply put best quote ever. I found it while browsing Fet Life.

“A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. she can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves yet just when you open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.”
- Alan Beck

It’s utterly perfect.

I am a little girl wearing a tiara, and only my Daddy can get me to behave, all you boys are in trouble absolutely! I will win you over and spank you like a bad dolly. I’m Daddy’s little monster and your worst nightmare. I’ll show you how naughty I am but, you’ll never ever touch. You can watch my videos and stare at my pictures but, that’s all you’ll ever do.

You know you want me…

I’ve been a little wicked, okay maybe totally wicked. You see dear reader I have a new mp3. It will addict you while you look at my photos. Pix Addiction sure, you can still stroke it but, for how long? You’ll want to subscribe toMy site. It’s all worth it for a little addiction to your Aural Princess right? Download and stare away boys…

Many of you know I read tarot, and I’m trying to bridge metaphysical and sexual. That is my life’s mission (that and to be a kick ass music journalist.) This blog is where I live out my dreams. So, now I am offering free email readings are here. Just drop me a line at tantrum@thedirtygeisha.com I’ll answer and request to post the question and answer (removing sensitive info) in my blog under the “readings” section. This also means you can expect music reviews on TDG in 2011.

Enjoy the changes and my journey.

Hypnosis & Loss

Dirty Geisha — Fri, 16 Apr 2010 06:08:14 +0000

This is a short phone sex related post. Want to be a client? click here.
I need to start scheduling posts! So, I don’t have this glut of weekend posts. Not that you all care you’ll just read it when you can and hope I say dirty things.

First off. Rest in Peace Peter Steele of Type O Negative. Your music inspired many an orgasm from this Geisha. Hopefully you are happier now. You’re missed.

I’ve been working my phone sex submissives very hard. It’s been great fun, I’m recording at least three new tracks at the very least. For those of you that want a non niteflirt option for buying my “sexy tracks” I give you Dollmouth Productions As usual my prices are affordable, and they’ll stay that way. I love doing recordings, it makes me feel more like a rockstar. Keep your eyes peeled for The Dirty Geisha “Raffle” I have awesome prizes.

Oh, and if you have an idea for a new MP3 comment here, please.

From Seattle With Love

Dirty Geisha — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 05:52:47 +0000

I’m in Seattle. Visiting Jak’s family, so they are annoying the hell out of me. It almost feels like his mother is TRYING to piss me off. Canary is the only thing making it worth this, and I have three days left. So, this is my travelogue I guess. Babykat will be starting a blog, you’ll get to see HER side of things. Carys and I will also be adding extra awesome to the site.
Expect great things from me coming this year I’ve said it before I’ll say it again. Awesome is coming to TDG.com!! Just have to wait a bit. I’m also coming back to NiteFlirt, “full time” so to speak. MP3s will be recorded monthly. New and interesting erotic hypnosis. Trust me, you’ve not seen MP3s like mine. Now, I’m taking to an even higher level.
I do phone sex to amuse myself, it’s just great that you all find my work great. So, I plan to amuse myself highly at your expense of course.
Today we visited downtown Seattle with Jak’s friend Joe A.I. and Jak’s sister and Canary. It was terribly fun. Even with not using Joe A.I. like I’d like to. Of course the subject of moving came up. I’m seriously considering it. Even though I’d miss BB. I’m gonna give a bit, to even see if a relationship is possible. I’m starting to like BB more. I of course fear him not loving me.

This is what I’ve been programed for. Its not him, it’s me and my fear. I adore people, and I think they end up leaving me because I expect to. Thanks mum! If she and her endless tirades hadn’t made me feel worthless growing up, the leaving me every few months didn’t help.

Somehow, I have faith in BB. Just, me. I get scared. I need reassurance. I need someone to talk to.

Pick Me Apart, Stop The Tick Tick Of My Heart

Dirty Geisha — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 20:56:31 +0000

I am a nice girl but, I’m a bad girl. That’s just how I am. I give as much as possible, and I don’t ask much in return. A few books, companionship and of course love. I trust that somehow I’ll make it happen. Now, this is not to say I don’t do things and I just wish. Nope, I work my butt off. Just saying.

I miss The Comedian but, I won’t ever tell him that. It hurts too much. Lives get in the way and little one gets forgotten for now. I’m okay, I really understand love is love.

Now, on to the the make my legs weak part. Nightwing makes me feel intoxicated. The way we play off each other is extraordinary. Even just thinking about him makes me wet. I played with him last night and I couldn’t help myself. I had to make him gasp in pain for me. I had to tug at him, make him ache.

For me and me alone.

Jak is mine and Nightwing is mine I’m entitled to these things. My version of the Orange Lantern oath. Just call me Agent Kittyslut.

I’m good at what I do, If you haven’t tried me. You are missing out. For me phone sex is my dream job. I enjoy “leasing” submissives.

But, it so bad I actually want Nightwing, like long term ownership?

Mine.

Of course I’ll share but, I want to be selfish and have “dibs” I kind of hate feeling that way but, I do. He appeals to me and the extra dirty but good part? We could make our relationship kind of profitable. We’ve discussed doing a podcast and couples calls on Niteflirt. But, I must not get too far a head. I should wait and see if we can actually “get together”

Although, it’d be fun.

To play like we did last night, for other people and make some money while doing it? Bonus! I’d trust him to actually hypnotize me even. He’s peeling away my layers, getting close but, I’m not scared…

The Expanding Package Birthday Blow out!

Dirty Geisha — Sun, 04 Oct 2009 22:14:26 +0000

Hello dear ones,

I’m having a special birthday auction. That’s right, I want to watch you fight over me.
I’m starting out low so EVERYONE has a chance to win this one.
Okay, due to a bidding snafu now I’m running a TDG.com based auction. I’ll be taking bids by email or on Twitter just @ or DM me your votes. Auction total will be tallied with every new bid, bidders will be kept private until a winner is announced on November 1st ’09. The “package” list will be added to as the bids increase!

BUT….the higher it gets…the more you get. A slave contract lasting one year (from Halloween ’09 to Halloween ’10) Meaning I will torment and tease you for one full year…

Yeah, I know it’s a lot but its my birthday!!

lets start with what you get to start, before I tell you about what you will get if you bid your ass off.

starting bid of $10 Current Bid:$70 via AS. (Email)

-You get one white cotton thong. Worn to my book release & halloween party. And one pair each month after.
-One unlimited phone call with yours truly weekly!

-A signed copy of Nepenthe #1 my new erotica collection

…If the bid gets past $70
you get…all that plus..
- a CD of my best hypnotic trances..including a custom session of your choice
- One pussy pop…and video of me using it!

Get it past $150…
…you get all that plus
- A completely custom photo shoot/CD
- A CD of my best erotica stories read to you by me!

…there’s more surprises along the way!
but, i know what you wanna know about!!

My slave contract will include weekly hypnosis sessions by phone. Assignments and much much more. I’m aching to get my hands and a man…and go on a shopping spree while I’m at it.

There’s a POSSIBILITY of live sessions for NY/NJ boys who bid REALLY HIGH….
Want to bid?
or email me your bid! auralATinkigirlDOTcom or tweet it or just comment here!

xo
~Lola
Ps. If you choose to email bids you will be expected to pay. The package will be gift wrapped. You will get a lifetime membership here too!
Happy Bidding!

It Ended On Camera

Dirty Geisha — Wed, 12 Aug 2009 07:48:44 +0000

It has been some time since I’ve posted. I’m beginning to wonder if it’s possible to love and serve. I like it when I do both. My years in the BDSM has shown me the two are not mutually exclusive. You can have one without the other. I love with a man who can not be mine fully, I’m okay with that. As long as I can be His.
For now.
I’m searching.
Hoping to find someone who feeds my urge.

The question I have is much: Can you love, deeply. Yet never fuck. If you can, is it possible to fuck and not love?
Or even like?
Is there someone you don’t like until their naked? I feel like I’m that girl, for a few people, I’ve had in my life.
Right now, while I’m looking for a long term kink Partner, I’m having a hell of good time playing.

The Virus is my love.

I enjoy the infection. I love The Doctor. He’s making the fever worse. He knows every little inch of me. He remembers things from when we first met. It’d be heart warming if he didn’t push. I love being pushed. Little did I know, the test of my submission would give Jak a rise. Yes, Jak could fuck me because The Doctor wanted to watch it on video.
All I could think about was the scalpel that I wanted pressed into my skin.
…
At a friend’s insistence I explored phone sex with Mr. H. It wasn’t Mr. H. He however is getting some fiercely good orgasms. My pussy is tight and wet, just thinking about Him. I want to fuck other women with Him to taste another woman’s cunt as I lick His shaft. Hopefully we’ll be able to arrange another playdate soon.

Phone Sex Set

Dirty Geisha — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 03:15:37 +0000

Being a world class phone Domme and Hypnotist I spend a lot of time on the phone. I couldn’t even do my first photo shoot! Here’s Dirty Geisha “Classic”!