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Sunday Comic 2

Lisa — Mon, 31 Jan 2011 03:58:13 +0000

This weeks comic, unfortunately, scanned in very washed out. No matter what I did it seemed to lose color. However, I ordered a tablet, so my next one should be much better and completed on the computer.

Enjoy!

Preparing for my interview & your Sunday Comic.

Lisa — Sun, 23 Jan 2011 17:07:30 +0000

My Mistress Interview is THIS Tuesday (1/25) at 8pm EST. I am so excited to dish the dirt with Ms. Tia! I truly can’t wait. This is your chance to hear me confide and confess about my dirty and dark secrets… Trust me they are juicy!

Also, I am putting my finishing touches on my permanent schedule as well as rolling out some new blog features such as the weekly Sunday Comic I am introducing today.

Each Sunday I will post a kinky little comic hand drawn by me for YOU! It is a thank you for All the wonderful calls you guys give me. (Also, if there is something in particular you would truly like to see me illustrate, please don’t hesitate to send me email with a request!)

So enjoy! And I can’t wait to see you Tuesday!

Who doesn’t love a little CFNM humiliation! I know I do! Yum!

Life without parole.

Lisa — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 04:45:38 +0000

That is the sentence I am itching to give out. Sometimes I just want to lock ‘em up and throw away the key. All these men sniffing around my heels, begging for me to help them stroke. Begging for me to help them control all those urges. Begging for my attention. They need my guidance. They can’t keep their hand off their cock long enough to complete any menial tasks in their own life. Their orgasms are weak. They are slaves to the compulsion.

They ask for schedules, for goals, routines, with me allowing release as a reward. Two days, two weeks, two months even though right now they struggle with two hours. Some can be helped; they can learn to modify their behavior. Others, on the other hand, have no hope- they would need constant monitoring. They would wrap their hand so tight around their dick and pump so furiously from the moment they are sprung from their cage until it was ordered to be placed back on. These are the men who should be permanently chaste.

It is easy to distinguish these men from you average wanker. They are the ones with ragging painful hard-ons , time after time. They know the second their dick springs up against the constraints of the cage they will be in pure anguish. But they don’t try to think of nuns, or kittens, or other buzz-kills. No, no, no! They let their eyes gaze upon the silk-stocking-clad leg of their coworker, following it from stiletto heel up to the cropped hemline. They imagine what her panties smell like. And before you know it they are racing to the bathroom in absolute discomfort. And within hours they will do it again. They CANNOT discipline themselves. They know it, that’s why they turned to me in the first place.

What else am I to do? This incessant stroking is really becoming an epidemic. If I try to carry the key of every pathetic little chicken choker who begs for my assistance I wouldn’t be able to lift the key ring. That is why I have to be so selective. So I think going forward I will need to create an organizational system; rings for each level of a-dick-tion. And if I just so happen to flush the key ring for the hoplessly devoted tugg-aholics down the toilet… oops! They would never get off for good behavoir anyway!

The Thumb Chronicles Thursday: 1

Lisa — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 20:27:04 +0000

Starting this week I am introducing The Thumb Chronicles which will be a weekly saga following one of my nearest and dearest callers.

But before we begin- My Mistress Interview is being rescheduled as my voice is on hiatus at the moment, and I know you all want to HEAR what I have to say. I will update as soon as the date and time is confirmed That is also why I have not been available for calls, but I have invested in all things chloraseptic to ensure my speedy return.

Ok, without further adieu, I want to introduce you to TLP. It was a warm early summer night when I had my first call with TLP. He was looking for a cuckold call (which are some of my favorites) and I was more than happy to oblige. He inquired about the guy I had been fucking and about how huge he was. At the time I was wrapping my legs around (relentlessly pounded by) Ed. I know a lot of you have heard me talk about Ed before, but for newcomers or non-cucks let me indulge you. Ed is tall, well built, even better hung, and just screams sheer masculinity. Ed filled me in way’s most men couldn’t even dream of. And his size was only shadowed by his endurance. We were a great match. Very few men can keep up with my soaring libido.

Anyway, TLP wanted to know about his muscles. How it felt to run my hands over him. He asked about the size of his arms. And as I described how my hands could barely even cup the front of his arms, I heard him quiver. Really quiver. His voice dropped down into fluttering squeaky noises. Noises that reminded me of premature ejaculations from nearly innocent touches. He was squirming just imagining him. He asked me if he could be like a girl friend, someone I would gossip and confess to. He wanted to know all about me and Ed and our sex-capades. I was thrilled at this idea. My friends get so jealous when I go on and on about the frisky, oh-so-gratifying sex I am having while they barely get to touch the hubbies or wives. Now I had someone who would want to hear it, each and every dirty detail included. We concluded the call with exchanges of excitement over this new, interesting relationship and made plans to talk again later that week. It wasn’t until then that things really started to unfold, and where thumbs became so pertinent.

Until then <3

~Ms. Lisa

Spring Cleaning is for Procrastinators!

Lisa — Sat, 01 Jan 2011 18:17:09 +0000

I don’t wait till March or April to do the big clean sweep. It is how I ALWAYS start the new year. But I do suppose it is more interesting for me than it is for most. When I start cleaning and organizing I’m not stacking Tupperware, or sorting linens but trying to find efficient and creative ways to store all of those dildos, butt plugs, cuffs, colars, clamps, lotions, potions, canes, vibrators, stockings, panties, speader bars, cages, gloves, heels, make up, beads, harness… well you get my drift.

Plus it always makes me really POPULAR. Because once every shelf and draw is full to the brim I have to part with what ever is left. I love finding gaping holes to take my homeless dildos. Or legs that so desperately need to feel soft silk stockings. And my panties… They don’t stand a chance. Ha! Some beg to sniff at them, and others want to wear them. They are always in high demand! It is like I am doing my public service and my chores all at once and who wouldn’t feel good about that.

So here is my keeper list of new acquires from 2010:

Jimmy Jane Form 2 (It feels like oral, If you are looking to stimulate and pamper your little clitty… you NEED this!)

Bondage tape (I love being able to travel with something so versatile and discreet)

My super flexible rattan canes (plural, because I have a pretty heavy hand and tend to snap these over bottoms quite often)

My extra long spreader bar so taller folks can still feel the burn.

Patent leather Platform pumps (has any trend made legs look sexier than this?)

Back seam stockings

Njoy 11 (can you say, or scream, size queen)

And a list of formerly loved toys that won’t be coming with me into the new year:

Fun Factory’s Digger (May it Rest in Peace)

1 Vixen Buddy (how did I get 2?)

Most of my Peeptoe sling backs (I will replenish when the warm weather hits)

Babes Ballin’ Boy 13 (a cute way to introduce strap on play, but I would rather take matter’s into my own hands)

Any stockings in less than desirable shades

Anything pointy toe!

Some pink satin gloves (i still love these but need the room, and I know of one very special sissy who will be tickled to get these)

So what about you? What I have you grown into, or out grown? Be sure to call and confess all about it

Out with the old, in with the new!

Sincerely,

Ms. Lisa