Men in suits… BEAT THEM WITH A STICK!

Hello,

Long time no speak! Have you missed me as wide as the ocean? As grand as a canyon? As maginificent as a chocolate brownie? Sure you have. HA!

OK so not going to give a “this is your liiiiife” update because I couldn’t be bothered. Rather this evening I’m going to rant just for a change

I just had dinner with the most awesome person in the world…. Tilly Cupcakes!!

I invited this boy I’ve been “dating” because that’s the convention so I’ve been told. Mental note to one’s self: WE ARE NEVER CONVENTIONAL. IT DOES NOT WORK FOR US. STOP IT!

I have missed Miss Tilly every day since I’ve been gone. She’s such a space cadet with a heart as big as the universe. She is so sweet she spins me out a little. Actually she’s exactly like a cupcake. OMG we named her appropriately and we didn’t even name her cupcake because she’s a cupcake! Anyway, I digress into the world of my brain. Let me get back to reality….

So we went out to dinner and this dude I’m with he was really rude He acted like a fucking Liberal Party politician. All fucking stitched up and smart arsey and non communicative unless it’s to dodge a question so no secrets are revealed (apparently telling someone where you work or what you do for a living is top secret even if it’s not ASIO).

He has this really weird affliction where the tone of his voice changes if he’s in a suit. Words he uses changes, he won’t walk next to me (actually prefers I walk on the other side of the street or  steps behind him like I’m a Muslim) let alone hold hands with me in public; he says these evil smart arsey things, won’t open doors or wait for me…. I FUCKING HATE IT! I asked him last time he treated me like a leppar in public while he had a suit on why he was being such a crap person. He said that it is not correct ettiquete to be seen holding a girls hand in public if you’re wearing a suit. Now I’m a welfare worker and a hooker so I’ve heard every lie, bullshit, twaddle sequence of words in the world and NEVER had I heard THAT!

He also punishes me in suits… I get THE SILENT TREATMENT! You can imagine how that sits with me.

I was bouncing around being me the other day and he told me I was silly and it was too much. He actually looked really pained! Apparently I need to grow up.

What do you mean grow up?!

 I’m already grown up!

I mean in all seriousness, does me being me really come as a suprise to ANYONE?!

So I’ve decided to swear off men in suits.

MEN IN SUITS ARE ICKY….. BEAT THEM WITH STICKS!

Or another niffty option the ”Anal Intruder” of course.

I am completely and utterly incapable of being serious at all times. If you made me sit on a chair and be serious, I’d chew my own arse off so I didn’t have to sit there anymore.

I’m really sad because Tilly came so far to see me and I’ve missed her for ever and people have been giving her a hard time in hooker land so I just wanted her to have a wonderful night and ICKY SUIT MAN BEAT HIM WITH A STICK, was nasty. The first friend I’ve seen since I’ve been here and he wrecked it.

He was supposed to come back to my house for an overnighter (once a hooker always a hooker… hang on, I’m still being a hooker! As Teacup says “I’m a hoe with a whip”) but he got to the car and turned around and said “It’s your fault I don’t like your friend. You talk to much so I couldn’t get a word in and you told me not to ask questions”. BEAT THE ICKY MAN IN A SUIT WITH A STICK!

Anyway, if you wear a suit, get your arse down to Mexico AND I’LL BEAT IT WITH A STICK!

Lucy and Lux – both me you see

Warning graphic pics!!!

My new love is needle work

pwetty

I’m a believer in do unto others, only if you have it done unto you… and yerrrs I have pics but people may find that a little to graphic so I won’t share them on this blog This is my vanilla boring blog now. Think I may start blogging somewhere else… hmm I’ll attach it to my new site. Yerrrrrs.

I get all stupid hysterical when I’m having anything painful done. I make an awful sub.

ANyway, I’m going to go. Hope you’re all doing well

ps. thank you MzAsha  for being the best teacher EVER!

Never say no to Panda!

Seduction of a woman

Ok Ok, I just had the coolest experience! I love working in a dungeon… it’s very interesting.

So I had an incredible experience with a client who came in perfectly dressed as a woman. Her clothes were perfect and soooo soft and she was wearing a full Ravanche long line corset, amazing bras and knickers, super soft stay ups… aaargh to run your hands over her clothing and lingerie was amazing. She was dressed as a high priced hooker underneath her dress. The bit that made me smile the most was she had taken the time to have her nails perfectly manicured and pedicured. It’s the detail and the fact she went to such great lengths to be as beautiful as she could be … she dressed for me. I loved her for that. Now I understand why it’s so important to dress for men. I always thought it was because it was professional and my clients always deserved the best, but that’s such a small part. You dress for a man because it matters. It recognises the person … truely.

Anyway, I seduced her and adored her and was present with her. No sex was involved or the typical hanky panky you’d do with a sex worker at all. The time flew. I realised a few very important things…

1. Dam I’m good at being a Dom! Hahahaa I would make an AWESOME “typical” man in the real world that “normal” woman would fantasise about. More awesome than any man I’ve ever met.

2. Dam I’d be good at making love! Not that I’ve ever done it, but I do believe I’d pull it off remarkably well. All that sex I’ve had and none of it was as gorgeous as this. DAM I’d make a good man!

3. I REALLY like the look of fingers with nail polish on them holding my boobs. I looked down and saw them and almost died – then of course I couldn’t stop staring heheheee.

4. having sex with a girl, is very different to having sex with a boy. Completely different techniques, different words need to be used, different positions, different stroking, different tone of voice, you have to be much more active… hmm much more personal and close.

5. Dungeon clients are amazing – they are uncorrupted by the forums so they have no tick box garbage going on, no preconceived ideas. They also know you’ve done (or are doing) an apprenticeship so you are trained in 100 different things and ways of doing it, so they know just to relax and go along with the journey. Every encounter is exciting and really unique and you share that with someone who has already made up their mind before they get there that they want to have a good time. None of this “impress me” bullshit.

Anyway, I had a good time and it was lovely. I’m loving the dungeon and doing some very interesting things and learning fascinating stuff. My personality is becoming more enhanced. I don’t think I’ve changed, but I’m more confident about the world and people in it; happier and sure of myself. Everything is come at with vigor. Everything is a positive adventure and they encourage you to approach all of your life like that. They encourage you to experience everything you feel safe to do so and to LIVE. Mind you, it doesn’t always work out well lol……..

I had my first ever DATE!! YES a DATE!!! He was a super lovely boy. Yes I said “was” – I broke him on the 2nd date so it’s now past tense already lol. Think our love affair lasted about 10 days but! I was naughty and encouraged him to be alive and breathe from his stomach not his chest. He didn’t like that so much He was a sweetheart but… he got me a very cute snowdome….

So now I’ve lost my boy Gawd he had the NICEST body… a total Gladiator … he was a total and utter sweet heart as well. Every girls dream actually. ARGH HOW FRUSTRATING!  I go to work now, but because I don’t have hanky panky that often but your feeding all of your senses, you so want to have sex in the real world. When you work as a hooker you can find sex a chore. Now I want to bonk and I have no-one to bonk!

Hmm maybe I should contact the Gladiator… naaah he’s better off without me. I like to bounce around a lot and make noise. I’m not very grown up to date and he’s very much a grown up lol.

Ok so best I run away and do something …. well else! Before I go though….. I suppose you all want some horny body shot? So here is a butt shot……

Mwaah!

 

 

Thank you for your patience and fuck you

Ok ok shitty spew spew blog…

TODAY I woke up HAPPY! It was a pristine cool day. THEN…..

I was consoled and thanked for my patience by a Doctor running 90 minutes late, a delivery man who didn’t show at all, 3 trains who didn’t show and now the ULTIMATE insult…

Sorry! NetBank is currently undergoing systems upgrades and should be available by 9:00am Sydney / Melbourne time. We appreciate your patience and apologise for the inconvenience caused. For more detail on what we are improving and how we are going with these changes, please go to commbank.com.au/update

Well FUCK YOU Combank I DO NOT FORGIVE YOU! I hate you. I am not patient, I never said I could, would or wanted to be patient. You TWATS! You make me want to stick pins in my eyes.

AND by the way, what is it with Clayton having two Coles – sitting directly opposite each other at either end of the carpark?! You can walk from one to the other in 1 minute? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! Do you know what that does to my brain? It’s like you have to run from one to the other in case you’re missing out on something in one or the other. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! I DO NOT FORGIVE YOU! I hate you.

Catching up from Melbourne!

Helloooo!

Thanks to the people who’ve been sending me emails, PMs and been commenting on my blog. I’ve come back to write to you because you took time out of your lives to write to me which is special

I’ve just moved in Melbourne to a place that’s got spiders and snails and slugs and trucks and trees and grass and all sorts of very cool things that living in the middle of Sydney’s CBD never had. On my days off, I sit at my table and chair in the backyard, do a load of washing (even if it’s raining) and sit and watch the clothes on the clothes line… YES I HAVE A CLOTHES LINE!! It’s such a novelty everyone takes for granted! Oow oow I also have garbage bins!! There’s 3 of them and they’re all color coded and apparently all go out at different times and you’re suppose to stick different stuff in them. I’ve never had a garbage bin, I’ve only ever had garbage chutes so I’m kind of excited. I hate garbage chutes because that mutant monster man from The X Files lives in them and is going to grab me when I open it and suck me into the garbage chute before injecting me with mutant poison liquifying my body so he can suck my insides out.

It’s also a completely craptastical house with everything falling apart. My carpet is bright green and even in the heights of 70s yuckness being fashionable, my carpet would still have been a faux pas. I’m excited not to be paying $600+ per week in rent though which is the cheapest I’ve ever gotten away with in Sydney as a private worker.

shite one sec brb….

I am LOVING the Dungeon. Working with the Mistresses is like how the sex industry was when I first joined. All the Mistresses are mentors and friends and treat me as an equal although I’m no where near as clever or experienced as them yet. I can ask them anything, tell them anything and I don’t get judged or get in trouble or get lectured. They know when to offer advice and when to just listen. I feel completely blessed to work there. This is my 15th year in the sex industry and it’s taken me 13 years to come full circle and find a place like Fetish House and to find myself again. The clients at Fetish House are a very cool bunch of people as well and the adventures are very diverse and fun, so it’s never the same thing twice and never a drama. I think the main thing is that clients go into Fetish House wanting to have fun. It’s not “I’m paying you so impress me”, it’s “let’s have a good time WOOHOOO!”. I’ve seen the most AMAZING things, I get to wear shiny boots and clothes every day and get to be me. It’s like the perfect work place and the Mistresses make it absolutely hilarious.

Miss Tilly Cupcakes is coming to visit me soon and in 2 weeks my hubby is coming for my birthday. I’m very excited. When I moved to QLD no-one wanted to visit and only Georgia came to visit because she always comes to rescue me when I feel sad even if it means getting on a plane.

I just came back from Sydney because I had to ship all of my stuff down to Melbourne. Sydney was a disaster I met up with someone who meant a lot to me but made me cry a lot. I met up with my mother who informed me she got married 2 weeks before but didn’t bother telling me or inviting me (sucks being a known whore), cake was too expensive (I can buy 4 pieces of chocolate cake in Melbourne for the cost of 1 piece of chocolate cake in Sydney!), people were rude… it was just yuck. I couldn’t wait to get away from the place Sydney to me now I think is a place I use to have lots of wishes and dreams in but none of them ever came true so it just depresses me to be there. I like Melbourne better because it’s new and shiny and nothing has let me down yet Melbourne people are also exceptionally friendly in my experience so far (except the bed shop man who called gay men “faggots” today. That was just annoying because then I had to rip him a new butt hole and IT WAS MY DAY OFF NOT RIP MEN A NEW BUTTHOLE DAY!).

Anyway lots of news but I don’t feel funny tonight so I won’t go on about it. I more just wanted to pop in and say hello to people who have been worried and say hellooo to people I miss

SO here goes…

Oi Georgia… give me my mop back! The one you gave me in swappsies SUCKS!

Hi Lemmie I’m doing super well, I’ve been super busy and I’m really happy for the first time in forever. I miss talking to you lots and you pop into my mind lots. I’m going to do ANOTHER course lol. It’s my retirement plan course and it’s most sensible and because I’m a hooker, it’s govt subsidised so I should be able to afford to do it!! I can’t start until the beginning of next year but because of work commitments. I’m in no huge hurry either really because I’m having a nice time right now

Hi BeebleBrox Thank you for your PM. I’m sorry I’ve been a slack butt on the blogging but I’m trying to sort my time out better to do it. I kind of liked that people would stop reading it besides the people who matter as well so it suited me just fine. I hope you’re doing well and you’re having lots of laughs in life

Hi Miss Holly!!! I read you’re being a cow as usual on the forums!!! Bad girl, bad bad girl! Thought you may need some cheering up so I’m giving you the thing that someone gave to me that made me laugh to much. Hope it keeps you smilie lovely girl

Hi Roxxane – I just wanted to say thank you for the comments you’ve left for me on my blog and for the effort you’re going to on that forum. I agree with your wisdom re: be friends with everyone, trust no-one lol. Very wise words I was really shocked to read the post you put up vouching for me. It is VERY rare someone will go out on a limb to vouch for someone these days, let alone vouch for someone who is considered public enemy number one. I really REALLY appreciate your efforts and what it has cost you in time, your headspace and maybe a bit in reputation – I don’t underestimate it. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. It shocked me to see another worker taking the time to give a shit about another worker in this day and age to such an extent. Hmm yerrrrs I’m really blown away.

Ok my brain hurts now and I have to go and clean – I’ve got this spider in the shower that’s living under the ledgey bit and I’m trying really hard not to kill it and drown it but it’s freaking me out being there. It’s a daddy long legs spider and it’s got those leg things going on. I had to put all these branches/twig things in the bin and everytime I picked up an arm full and then put them in the bin I almost vomitted. Twigs and branches look like spiders legs to me now and are freaking me the farck out! I need to check on the spider in the shower every 1 – 2 hours to make sure it hasn’t moved. Hmm I’m obsessing over it I think.

Ok bye bye

 

HOT MEN!

So I’ve broken my TV and I can’t sleep. The only channel I can get is Channel 1 whatever that is. It appears to only play sport which I can’t say I’m a fan of watching. I like playing different sport like…

- picking on men – you gotta admit men do make for good sport

- squash – I like any sport where you get to smash something and what you’re smashing is a hostage and can’t escape you so you can smash it over and over again.

- darts – what can I say? I like throwing nasty pointy weapon type objects

But I digress… tonight we are watching football I think, or maybe soccer – that David Beckham game. It is the smurfs versus the bumble bees. It’s actually quite interesting. For example, did you know that this….

is called the Great Yellow Wall? The dude who talks to much while they’re playing the game told me it’s the official name for a bunch of bumble bees (I thought it was a swarm, but I am mistook).

The main thing I learnt of value that goes beyond making me dinner party ready with interesting facts as the one above, is foot players are HOT! Well if you’re into that OMG good-looking must drool and dry hump him look.For example…

I trawled and trawled the internet trying to find my favourite and came across this site: http://www.kikette.com . It is a solid example of a well made website – put together by woman of course. I can tell cause it’s pretty pink with a cute name and well laid out (teeheee pardon the pun.. NOT!).

I have found my fave for the evening. He is Spanish which means he’s a good cook so when I marry him, he’ll make lovely dinners for us OMG ALSO MEANS HE’LL BE FURRY!!

All in all I think I like the David Beckham game.. OMFG ANOTHER HOT ONE JUST APPEARED IN THE GOALS!!! OMG AND THEY ALL LINE UP AND ANOTHER DUDE KICKS THE BALL AS HARD AS HE CAN AT THE SILLY MEN IN THE LINE!! Hahahaa men are a classic. Hmm except they wimp out and grab their bollocks… hmmm disappointing.

Anyhooo I’m busy bye bye

Lucy

ps. to anyone who is educating themselves to be a more interesting person and therefore dinner party ready … if you go to that Kikette site and hit on ANY of the pictures, it’ll throw up the most interesting slide shows for you. This in turn will help you in your efforts to become a more interesting person for dinner parties.

ps. if anyone finds a naked pic of Iker to confirm that he is furry, I’ll be most appreciative. Hmm wonder if he’s circumcised… if anyone finds a picture of that….! WOW, I’ll let you come to our wedding.

Virgin Skin and Angst

I’m edgie. Everything is either irritating me, frustrating me or giving me the shits. So here i am..

*WARNING THIS POST CONTAINS GRAPHIC PICTURES

So I lost my virginity! And I bet you all thought that was completely impossible. Actually I lost it to someone of my choice I was delighted to give it to. You know how you generally lose your virginity to someone who happens to be convenient at the time – a crime of opportunity on both your behalf’s so to speak? Either that or it’s peer pressure. Well I gave my virginity away to someone completely of my choice and someone who it was heaps of fun to do it with (I know it was fun because it made my nose itch and anyone who knows me knows what that means! lol). We even took porn pics because that’s what people like We do heheee.

HOWEVER, because normal is not in Our bones, I decided losing my virginity once was not a large enough event in and unto itself sooooo… MORE PORN PICS!

Besides as my friend Twisty in Sydney said…

“see all you need to break a virgin is one small prick… and you had two! Mega Skank!!! you rock!!!!!” (gotta love peers ROFL)

So who’s curious? Technically speaking I suppose you could say it hurt lol. The blue one hurt more than the orange one because it’s a smaller gauge tip, however they both hurt more being pulled out than going in for some reason. I thought it would be the other way around. Mind you, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would – as in hardly really hurt much at all – well to me it didn’t hurt much, to others it may have made them sad – gawd don’t ask me, I’m a terrible judge of pain – it’s such an individual thing. I think the main reason it didn’t hurt much was because the Person who did it was about as expert at needle work as you can get on the planet.

So why do it? Hmmm BECAUSE IT WAS THERE! lol. Ever looked down at your arm and thought “hmm surely there’s more to you than appears?!”. No in all seriousness, I come from the school of thought that if you’re going to do it to someone else, you should understand it yourself. I also believe that even if you’re not going to do it to someone else, you should still understand it so you understand a little bit about what they desire and how it translates in life.

I’ve also seen Mistress Tokyo do needle work as a performance and fell in love with it and have watched the Mistress who did it to me do some AMAZING work which made me fall in love with it.

Would I do it again? Hmmm only if a Mistress I knew and trusted did it to me and went no where near my genitals or nipples with them! I’d pass out if that happened I think lol. I’d be no where near brave enough to make it a performance art like Mistress Tokyo does – She’s like the Holy Grail of pretty much everything.

Hmm ok so talking about that didn’t make me less angsty. Ok maybe a debrief will help…

What is it with men saying “REMIND ME NEVER TO BOOK YOU LUCY BLAKE”? or “STAY AWAY FROM ME LUCY BLAKE”. They go onto places on the internet and say that out loud. I’ve been told that maybe 3 or 4 times in the last 2 months. When I read it I sit there and think “wtf?”. Literally WTF gentlemen?! As in when you tell me to stay away from you or remind you not to book me, do you want me to stalk you first, find out who you really are, get your phone number, email addresses just in case you decide to book me I can tell you that you asked me to remind you not to? Or I should stalk you so I know where I should stay away from? That ball is kind of in your court not mine yes? So I sit there and think and think and all I can come up with is “ohhhhh he’s being nasty and giving the message to everyone I shouldn’t be booked as a hooker and the message to me he hates me and I should stay away like I have the plague – oooooh coooool. Ooooh nooooot…. naaaasty”. Hmmm see gives me the irrites! Slightly frustrating and all because I disagree with something they say and I’m not a 24 year old so it’s no longer cute to disagree. GAWD!

Ok so I better go because this is not making me any less angsty.

Before I go but…… Miss Graaaaace…. this one is for you cause you showed me yours so I’ll show you mine as promised

IGP
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STRIKE!

Aaaah The BOFF and the Liberal Party…..

Just in case people aren’t quite aware… the public service is going out on strike tomorrow. As the federal secretary Chris Warren of the Media, Entertainment and Arts Alliance who represent Hansard reporters stated while encouraging members working in the public service to attend:

”As journalists, we know all too well the dangers of accepting that any government has the right to dictate to an independent body within our democracy.”

Teachers will also be striking as will other public service workers. I cannot be there unfortunately, but I’ll be having my happiest, loudest thoughts for you!

If you don’t know, you should know, so here’s more info on the what for’s:

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/public-service-revolution-20110524-1f2ky.html

http://www.smh.com.au/opinion/politics/democracy-in-a-state-of-denial-20110605-1fn2u.html  this is how The Boff and his right play pals managed to get their changes thru – disgusting.

http://news.smh.com.au/breaking-news-national/nsw-police-slam-industrial-relations-plans-20110530-1fbr5.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/hansard-reporters-desert-parliament-to-join-strike-20110907-1jxw5.html

http://www.smh.com.au/national/education/defiant-teachers-to-walk-out-over-pay-rise-tradeoffs-20110907-1jxw1.html

http://www.smh.com.au/national/education/legal-bid-to-thwart-teachers-strike-plan-20110904-1jscj.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/ofarrell-to-raise-mining-royalties-20110905-1jubr.html  (one of my personal fave’s letting us know The BOF is going to give a whole shit load of money to mining companies that he’s going to get by taking over the ability to set pay and conditions for the public service and firing a whole bunch of them)

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/judge-bows-out-of-wage-laws-case-20110718-1hlo3.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/ofarrells-new-wage-law-tested-20110626-1glsw.html

http://www.smh.com.au/national/customs-officers-prepare-to-strike-in-public-sector-row-20110619-1ga97.html

http://media.smh.com.au/business/businessday/firefighters-fight-back-2430273.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/unions-declare-war-on-premier-20110612-1fzgk.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/ofarrells-wage-cap-will-hit-top-earners-20110614-1g24b.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/thousands-of-protesters-descend-on-sydney-20110615-1g32a.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/police-uniforms-and-cars-banned-from-union-rally-20110613-1g0g8.html

http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/unions-plan-protest-rally-against-new-salary-cap-20110605-1fnjc.html

…. and there’s plenty more.

These changes will effect your teachers, bus drivers, Police, nurses, paramedics, welfare workers, people who keep the country moving and for piss all as it is.

Make some noise in support if you happen to walk past a protest tomorrow!

Lucy

ps. If anyone comments on my blog how The Boff is right, I’ll go mental so DON’T!

Training in the dungeon

Howdy

I’m in a shit mood.. I can tell because I’m listening to Janis Joplin again lol. Had a shit few days. Something has really disappointed me and I’m gutted. So anyway, thought I’d escape to my blog and write some stuff because that would be a happy thing to do.

Hmmm might tell you a bit about where I’m working. For thems who didn’t know, I’m at Fetish House. I’d read quite a few reviews about the Mistresses there but I’m actually quite shocked by them. I’ve now met all of the Mistresses and the reviews didn’t even come close to describing Them. For example Katya… OMFG! People just say She’s beautiful, tall and a fantastic Mistress with lovely feet. NO people NO! SHE IS OMFG! For a bunch of slaves theses reviewers really don’t know how to come close to the truth let alone do proper worshiping.

Anyway, lol

MzAsha who is one of two Head Mistresses there has taken me under Her wing and is amazing and incredibly generous with every aspect of Herself and training. It’s funny but I consider most people who teach me stuff as mentors. I consider MzAsha a teacher, a mother, a sister, a friend and a partner in crime. I desperately want Her to be proud of me. I desperately don’t want to fuck up. ….. hmmm I’m definitely an apprentice lol.

MzAsha is teaching me everything but doesn’t ram anything down your throat or lecture you or be nasty in any way. I’m still nervous as hell, but She instills this belief that you can do stuff. For example, I was shown needle work at the first dungeon I worked at in Sydney and it was a disaster and I swore I’d never do it. It was bloody and so graphic I struggled not to pass out and vomit and it just looked dangerous to me. Then MzAsha showed me how to do it and ran through all the safety aspects, how you can stuff it up, the anatomy involved and what to do if you did stuff it up. I watched Her do it on clients and then She allowed me to have a go on Her personal slave which is an incredible honor. As in you can’t understand how lucky you are unless you understand the scene/lifestyle.

A few weeks later a client came in wanting CBT and the protocol is I tell MzAsha what a client has requested before I do anything to make sure a Head Mistress thinks I’m up to a standard where I can do it safely and to the standard the client needs. I explained what he wanted and MzAsha looked at me and said “you can do the needles”. I NEVER thought I’d be allowed to and didn’t know if I could but when She looked at me and said “you can do it” without a second glance I thought “shit I CAN do it’! So I did needle work on his cock and balls and I didn’t have a single problem. It was easy and it was SUPER satisfying! Before I started doing it I thought thru what I had been shown to make it perfect and then you just go into automatic do it perfect mode. They were neat, there was no blood (not that it’s a bad thing if there is) and it was pretty. The client I did it on was spun out I was doing it properly and there was minimal squirming – I’d seen him as my first client a few weeks prior and I think he was a little spun out I could do something like that with confidence to that standard in the space of 3 weeks. I took pictures of course, but I don’t have permission to put them up so I won’t. I’ll ask but for anyone who’s curious

The way I’m being taught how to do things is really interesting. I’m invited into sessions by MzAsha to watch how things are done in a session including stuff like in what order things are to be done because most people will have at least 3 things they want to happen in a session so you have to know how to sequence them in the right order; how She talks to the client etc. So for example if it’s CBT (cock and ball torture) and they want violet wand, needle work, cannula, sounds and golden shower, you have to know which order they should go in and how long they each take. Each of these activities involves a different piece of equipment so you have to know how to use and sterilise it and what to do if you make a mistake. I’m then given the opportunity to practice on house slaves and personal slaves. Once I’ve demonstrated I can do something, I have the confidence to do it, I’ve indicated I’d enjoy doing it and if the client is known to the dungeon so the Head Mistresses can assess if he can withstand me as an apprentice (hehee), I’m allowed to do it for real. You don’t complete your training in it though until you’ve done it on clients hundreds of times and you pass testing…. and yerrrrs there is testing involved.

Everyday I go in MzAsha makes time for me (and anyone else who wants to learn something) so I can watch how things are done and it may be in a really casual environment so you don’t realise you’re being trained. It may just be me watching MzAsha working on someone informally and I’ll be watching and asking occasional questions while We chat about whatever, or We’ll just sit listening to music and zone out while She’s doing something. She’s actually set up learning by osmosis and you don’t even realise. So with the needles I’d probably watched Her stick 5000 needles (if not more) in someone in different ways before I did it myself.

Anyway, I’m way impressed with my training, my Teacher and the different ways They teach and build confidence in you.

The main things I’m working on now is rope work and trampling. Anytime I see something like a balance beam whether it be those things at the end of a car space that make you stop, fences … whatever, I practice balancing on them, walking backwards and forwards and turning around. A clients bottom is very wobbly so you have to be good at wobbling around the top half of your body if you have to, while keeping your legs and feet steady so you don’t step on the wrong part of the client by accident.  I use to be alright at ropes, but I’ve let all of that slip so I’m at square zero again lol. Annoying.

So anyway, that’s how my learning is going so far. I could tell LOADS of stories about different experiences, but I’m not sure it’s appropriate so I won’t. All I will say is I’ve met some amazing clients who are hilarious and really genuine people. I love their dedication to the art and the dedication they show to their Mistress.

As for the Mistresses – They blow me away. They’re all REALLY different which is really different to my past experiences. In Sydney I was told over and over again when working in a dungeon that I’d fail at being a Mistress because I didn’t hate men. Hate was what gave you the energy, power and head space you need to be a good Mistress. If I was hateful towards men at Fetish House, I wouldn’t last a milli second. There is no philosophy of hate or negativity at all. Negative energy is to be avoided at all costs here.  They also encourage you to keep your personality not role play being nasty in a fake it ’til you make it way. This is one of the things that makes Them all so different. They are in the rooms who They are without putting on a false boring nasty front. You can be deadly terrifying and strict and still be laughing and joking at the same time. Or You can be deadly terrifying and strict by being whisper quiet.

Anyway, I better go. Haven’t slept yet and I have to go to work in a few hours so I better do the other thing I was suppose to be doing. Before I go but, I just want to let you know about the movie/documentary Scarlet Road. I’ll put the link below to a special screening that’s on in Sydney. I wish I could go… hmm maybe I’ll go back to Sydney for it even. Please have a look at the trailor – one of the featured people in it is Rachel Wotton who is an amazing kick butt woman and of course the people with a disability who appear are remarkable. I’ve met a few of them and watched/listened to different interviews they’ve done re: sex work and disability and was dazzled by them…..

Special screening of Scarlet Road

Take care fellow space cadets,

IGP

ps. and thanks to Shoe Fetish Boy for keeping on at me to go and train One day I’ll buy a $2000 pair of Louboutins just for you and stomp all over your bollocks while butt fucking you with the stiletto with the other one at the same time. That’ll bring a smile to your dial and yes you can take pics while I do it heheheee