Friday, September 29, 2006
I don't think people really realize the power of release. Some people have a bad day at work, or get stressed out by family or money issues and they have a drink (or two or thirty) or they drive too fast or (unfortunately) beat their dog. But in choices like that, there is always a loser. My solution is this, and this is how I will save the world, you can quote me on this... go cum! Go home, and get in your soft comfy bed and jerk off or give it a rub or grab your partner and take him or her (or both of them at the same time) for a ride. There are no losers in orgasm, only winners! The end... off to release some stress!
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tonight I am tired of it. What you might ask? Those dang needy soul vampires, who try to take take take.. and don't give. During my attempt to live an authentic and exciting life, I stumbled upon the BDSM scene. And within my involvement in my local scene, going to munches, play parties and dungeon visits, I have been approached by many a malesub who longed for my attention. Most of these guys are truly pathetic sorts, who remind me of convenience store employees, late night security guards or counter help at the local porn store. Occasionally I stumble across a male sub, whose gift of submission is a real treat... it is rare, but i have found it on occasion. Who brings the FemDom out in me? Well, the sub can not come from a place of totally powerlessness in the real world. Having a malesub serve me, having him surrender has to be a leap. I want an otherwise powerful man to drop to his knees for me and become my pet. That is something that will absolutely make me want to pull out the paddle and put him over my knee, or bend him over and let him meet Frank (a friendly dildo i own... for another story). These boys turn me into a passion-filled cruel and demanding sexual demon. I love them for it! When I do take on the huge task of mentoring, dominating and training one of these boys, it can not be a one sided gift. Being a Domme is a lot of work. It's management, and in a worse case scenario, it can turn into micromanagement, where my attention is constantly needed. This gets tiresome if the boy turns out to be less than he first seemed. The thing that steams Me, is that they sometimes think (and i tell them, not to think that is my job) that every little thing they do for me is some type of wonderful gift. They don't understand that each correction I give them, each assignment they complete, each task they accomplish brings them to their ultimate goal of embracing and fulfilling their own submissive soul. Submitting to Me is not a gift to Me, it is a gift to yourself. What I am trying to say is, boys, and you know who you are, grow some balls, do the right thing, and honor Me... Your Goddess Mia the way I deserve. No more whining, no more worrying, no more question Me. Surrender, it'll make all of us feel a lot better in the end.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
I went to Florida with six girlfriends, these women are dear long time friends of mine, they are from all walks of life, different careers and experiences. It's an annual trip, a chance to reconnect, and to be honest, get naughty. We stay up all night, late into the night, drinking wine and getting silly with each other. We drink champagne on the beach and bask in our bikini's. During this trip, late one night, it was reveled that one of my girlfriend doesn't own a vibrator. All eyes turned toward me... guess my friends know me. hehehe . The truth is I love feeling good. I don't have many vices, but one definately is orgasm addiction. I like to cum ... everyday, multiple times. Getting off is like my coffee in the morning, it get me in the right frame of mind to begin the day. I have been at this orgasm addiction for many years, so i have some exerience on how to make it happen. Sometimes (and yes, it is rare) i have to go at it on my own, so i have aquired many toys to play with. Some of my friends know about my collection of toys, so suddenly it was up to me to inform and teach this vibe-less friend. We all piled in the car and went in search of a sex shop. I brought my giggling friends in and showed them all the different type of vibes and dildos, taking about the pro's and con's of each. I am sure ever guy in that place had a raging hard-on eaves dropping on us. Of course I loved the stares we got, knowing that all these men were rock hard watching seven gorgeous women talk about rubber dicks. Finally it was time for her to pick a vibe, and she couldn't pick just one! She walked out with two, we headed back to the condo then the fun really started because it was up to me to show her how they worked!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
My first post here, and i thought i should introduce myself. I am a sexual adventurer. Oh wait, maybe i need to back up... I am an upper middle class woman, in her thirties, with a graduate degree in Education who is spoiled and privledged. Having said that, i also reject the trapping of my societal position. What i am trying to say is i am a no holds barred slut! I love sex and all things sexual. I see no problem in expressing your sexual self, if it feels good, it is good, as long no one is getting hurt because of your choices. Call it sexual anarchism...
So what does this look like in real life? Well, pretty darn good, for me. It's safe sane and consentual pleasure. I have a BDSM bent in my life. I am mostly private about what my sexual life is like, i function in a vanilla world and have a few select people whom i share this side of my life with, people whom i can trust with my life. Otherwise it's all anonymous. Even though i function in the regular world, those who know me, know that i am a very sexual being, they respect me for it. I am the type of person, freedom-loving, that many wish they could be. I celebrate sexuality, exude it, value it, i display it. So I will happily share anonymously with you all what it is that i do, and i hope you read and enjoy it.