Worship Ms.Nicole

Catcalls are one things, but this guy went too far; read on…

I made a rare trip into a hardware store today to pick up some supplies for an upcoming project. Normally I would send a “chore boy” to do My shopping, but I was thinking up things on the fly and wanted to pick out some goodies Myself.

The hardware store has an in-house cat to keep away nasty critters (blech) and such. The kitty is very pretty and is quite large. He’s somewhat of a male Diva, lol, with his purple collar and sense of entitlement to be petted.

There I was slightly leaned over to give the frisky feline a nice scratch on the head, when I hear a gruff voice, spoken in just above a whisper (but obviously meant for My ears) “Here sweet pussy, pussy! Lemme get somma that.” And then the sounds of teeth and lips smacking together and a “Mmmmhhhhmm”.

Ugh! Disgusting jackass.

I slowly (but gracefully) turned to face this idiot. My first thought was that I was looking at Bozo the Clown. Bright pink bandanna, cowboy hat, curly-q mustache, baggy pants, and a bright red nose that told Me he was more than familiar with the Anheuser-Busch family. There was no way I could walk away from this chance; I couldn’t wait to lay into this fucker.

He got a big grin on his face, and in the most idiotic drawl I have ever had the displeasure of hearing, said, “Well, dang, I don’t know if you’re purttier from the front or the back! Looks like evy view is a good’un!” He gives accents a bad name, lol.

I saw the lady behind the counter cringe, and even the kitty ran off. I cocked My head to the side, gave him a slow, sweet smile, but let My eyes give him a hint of what My mouth was about to say. He blinked a few times, his eyelids kind of drooped and even his mustache curled down a bit, and then his back kind of slumped. He started walking backward as I walked toward him.

I heard a snicker from the counter and a *ahem* from somewhere else in the store. I was focused on My prey like a hawk; he knew he had made a huge mistake. Someone let out a bit of nervous laughter somewhere in the store.

I was slinking in his direction like a cat to an ugly mouse, claws drawn and ready. He was like a cartoon man walking the wrong way on a banana peel; his feet were moving but he wasn’t getting anywhere. I swear, it was absolutely priceless to watch him squirm away from little ol’ Me!

I said, “Save your idiotic come-ons for your blow up dolls, Barnum Bailey.” ( I swear his mouth then turned into a great big “O”, just like a blow-up doll *hehe*) “I bet the smell of soft plastic and balloon air gets your little cocklet as hard as a peanut, doesn’t it?” I moved in closer to him, My perfectly pedicured foot in My cute sandals sliding on top of his boot. I pressed down hard with the ball of My foot–he stumbled back, grunting.

“You know, you sure do have a pretty mouth, boy. [ty “Deliverance” LOL!) If you’re really interested in Me, we could go back to your mom’s basement, put you on your filthy mattress, and I could show you what women really want by using your ass as My own personal pussy. What do you say, cowboy?” “You want Me to show you My version of getting pussy?”

His mouth twisted into a grimace-smirk, “Yous kiddin’ me, aintcha?” He looked utterly confused and a little scared.

I just barely laughed and very slowly shook My head, lightly licking My lips. (I wouldn’t touch his nasty ass with someone else’s strap-on, but I wanted to watch him squirm)

He looked at Me like I had suddenly grown horns, thought for a second, *almost* made a remark, then hot-footed it out of the store, looking over his shoulder one last time as I said, “I don’t know if you’re uglier from the front or the back, but that saggy ass looks like it’s been used a time or two!”

The lady behind the counter was red as a beet when I checked out. The only words she said as I took My bag to leave were — “I bet he’ll think twice next time he wants to talk nasty to a Lady. He looks like he prolly does take it up the butt!”

Haha! The way she said it was soooo funny, I wanted to crack up right there. Somehow, I held My composure. *hehe*

Guys:

There’s nothing wrong with complimenting a beautiful woman, but when you do, be respectful. Vulgarity gets you nothing but hurt feelings, possibly physical pain, and a ton of embarrassment. Being nasty is just….nasty!

Of course, that jackass is probably at home right now, listening to mommy call him for dinner as he tries to finish jerking his teeny-weenie to the memory of My voice (and probably My ass, too; lol) and a copy of Brokeback Mountain. (a movie I happen to adore, by the way; I hope this doesn’t ruin it for Me, lol. )

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Something very exciting is happening with Me, and this may have an impact on the amount of time I am able to spend taking calls on Niteflirt and *how* I will take calls if I continue to do so.  It is not 100% certain yet, but consider this a warning.

I have had some of the best callers on Niteflirt, no matter what their particular relationship with Me was like. I’ve really enjoyed My time humiliating and degrading some of you, laughing with and at others, teasing and denying (and even sometimes giving you release) so many of you, and most of all, I’ve enjoyed the very special, long-term “controlling” relationships I have developed. I’ve watched My guys really bloom under My sometimes soft, and other times very firm hand.

I don’t want to let the cat out of the bag just yet, but I will say this:

Most of you know that I am mainly an appointment person. I prefer setting up calls in advance and prefer working with a select group of regulars. This has worked very well for Me and My callers. If you are a regular and want to continue doing calls with Me, we need to discuss this. Since I am still on a mini-hiatus, you can email Me. I am always checking email both off and on Niteflirt.

We can discuss terms, times, and any other concerns, plus I can give you a little more information about what’s (possibly) going to happen.

To “thomas” — this may be your final chance to discuss with Me whether or not we are going to continue now or in the future, and to set any new paths or continue old ones, discuss options, make “concessions”, negotiate terms, etc.  Now is the time to do this so that no bridges are burned.

I *may* make myself available for calls today, but again, this is not definite. I’ve kept in touch with most of you through email, so you know that I am on a break.  I’ve been having lots of fun, but I have also been super busy with just “getting things done”.  Summer is such a wonderful time for vacations and just cutting loose, but it’s also a good time to take care of larger errands (and chores, but I dole those out to my r/t guys ).

Okay, so there it is –one more slightly cryptic post from Ms. Nicole.

I’ve missed chatting with you  ‘tards, and I assure you that any regular who wants to  continue doing calls with Me will be afforded that chance, but again, we need to discuss it.

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Your favorite Niteflirt phone sex Domme is baaaaack! :=D

I decided to extend My mini-vacation into a longer trip — I was having too much fun to leave!

But now that I am back home, I need to get rested and catch up on a lot of things I missed while I was away. Honestly, it feels good to be home. Sometimes too much fun can get old.

The bad things about coming home are unpacking, catching up on business and personal matters, and just getting some rest and getting back into work mode.

The good things about coming home? Seeing My babies (you all know I am an animal lover), getting a huge box stuffed with goodies from a special caller, seeing where you called My recordings because you missed Me, and reading your “have fun but hurry back” messages. I love the way you whine when you miss Me.

I feel wonderful (but sleepy–it was a long trip) and rejuvenated; I hope to be back in full-swing by tomorrow.

You can always listen to My recordings if you just can’t wait until I am ready for a session.

I had “PL” on special assignment while I was away, and I am happy to report that he did everything I asked . “PL” made several spreadsheets for Me, made a video clip of himself (sorry, it’s private for now) and also purchased himself a butt plug set for his “training”. He also bought a special book. I know how humiliated he was having to purchase this book, but at least he followed through with all his assignments. From what I heard, the cute girl at the counter got a kick out of it. Sorry guys, I just can’t give too much of this away, but I have a feeling you’ll hear all the details in the future.

Still missing:

thomas

and

e(a)rnie

I guess the Bermuda Triangle had one of them for lunch. As for the other, who knows. *shrugs*

Ok, that’s My quick update! Now I am off to shower, eat, and watch movies and nap a bit.

I haven’t taken a call on Niteflirt in a while. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t been taking calls at all, but Niteflirt is my main platform and that’s where most of you find Me. Well, I did put Myself on “alerts” today, but even then I just didn’t have time to take calls. If I missed you, just keep trying or email Me and we’ll figure something out.

So what’s going on with Me? I’ve been super busy with some personal things, but mostly I’ve been working on some projects that needed My attention. I’m not finished, but I do hope to at least be able to take calls within the next few days.

I have a dinner date tomorrow evening (potentially–It’s a business engagement, and is tentative at this point), but there is a chance I will take calls *after* I return home. It depends on how long the evening stretches out. And if I am too tired, it won’t be tomorrow evening either, lol. You’ll be alright until I come back, I just know it.

Things are going well; I’m just extremely busy. I have made time to keep up with a few regulars, but even they have suffered. Well, not all of them.

I always expect each of you to answer My mail/messages in a timely manner, and I always do the same. I think I’ve replied to every message I’ve received, but if I did miss anyone, it must mean I don’t want to talk to you. LOL! I tease…

Missing in Action: “E(a)rnie” !! Where the hell are you, mister? Has Ms. A dug her claws back into you?

Well, I know it wasn’t much information, but it’s better than leaving you wondering, right? So just be patient … It’s a virtue! LOL!!

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Forced-Bi * Forced Fem * Verbal Abuse * Humiliation * Body Worship * Cuckolding * Feminization * Sissification *

Financial Domination * Blackmail Fantasies * Nylon Fetish * Strap-On * Domestication * Female Superiority * TPE *

Confession * Punishment * Role Play (I am always Dominant) * Assignments * Forced-Intox (limitations apply) *

Light Bondage (I am not into intricate bondage scenarios unless you are physically supervised) * Physical Pain *

I love executive males who need a little something extra. I’ll take your pathetic life and add something real to it, something exciting and addicting.

Each session is special and tailored to fit you — No session is scripted and each one is unique. The possibilities are nearly unlimited. No matter what route we take, I’ll get inside your head, learn your weaknesses, and take control of your physical and mental being.

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You can’t help it. You love panties, panty hose,  even stockings …

The thought of putting your nose up to the stained crotch of a pair of worn panties or stockings makes you do very silly things, doesn’t it? You fantasize of breathing in that sweet smell, of feeling the soft material on your face, and perhaps even slipping them on, even taking them with you for later “use”. I know you’ve more than just fantasized –I know you’ve actually carried out your panty plans.

How many times have you found yourself sneaking through the soiled laundry of a beautiful woman, perhaps a neighbor, or at a party, or your sister-in-law, or even someone from work? There you are, drawn to her clothes basket, rambling through her things, crouched and hidden behind her bed like a thief, listening for any sounds of activity (like footsteps, or someone coming home) that might betray you, your heart pounding in your chest, hoping you won’t get caught, hoping you’ll find a pair of crumpled undies or hose before someone walks in on you. Yes, it is risky, but you have to have it — you have to have that sniff.

Once you find them, perhaps you feel the crotch to see if they are moist, you put the fabric up to your nose, maybe you let your tongue linger on the sweet spots. Stuffing them in your pocket, you ease back out the room, rushing home to lock yourself away with your treasure.

What do you do with them? You’re a dirty little panty thief, a crotch sniffer, panty sniffer, and sometimes you even slip them on, don’t you? How many times have you crusted up those pretty undies with your own cum, jerking yourself silly and spewing all over the material, then slipping the silky (and now crusty) panties on under your own clothes, wearing them all day, feeling the hardness of your dried up cum in contrast to the softness of the panty material, the constant feel and thought driving you mad and keeping your cock hard all day, driving you to wank yourself into a frenzy of orgasm after orgasm.

The humiliation you would feel at being caught is not enough to stop you from fulfilling your need for panties; nothing can keep you from indulging in your panty fetish.

I’ve heard some of your twisted stories, but I want to hear more.

Call Me on Niteflirt and tell Me about all about your dirty little deeds. Confess your panty secrets …

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Dear Ms. Nicole

This song reminds me of You. Ethereal, beautiful, elusive, possessing a supernatural quality I cannot explain, a Goddess of light and dark,. You have a way with words, a way to ease my fears of having to deal with myself by letting me know You have control.

My desire for You is so strong, but I know You are too strong. I believe You would and could break me. You already have. But You have also built me up from the ruins of my life. I accept both Your punishment and laughter with the knowledge that You know when to give them, when to mete out just enough of each to keep me going.

Sometimes I don’t understand. But when that clouds my mind, I think about You and how my submission to You is such a small gift, but one You accept, and teach me how to be better. My words are jumbled and random, so here is the song that reminds me of You. I picked it because of the lyrics, but the name Rhiannon is mythical, like You. She came beautiful and on a white horse…like You on one of Your horses. Now I’ll quit blushing:

Rhiannon rings like a bell throu the night
And wouldnt you love to love her
Takes to the sky like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover

All your life youve never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven
Will you ever win

She is like a cat in the dark
And then she is the darkness
She rules her life like a fine skylark
And when the sky is starless

All your life youve never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven
Will you ever win
Will you ever win

Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon

She rings like a bell throu the night
And wouldnt you love to love her
She rules her life like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover

All your life youve never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you heaven
Will you ever win
Will you ever win

Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon

Oooooh

Taken by
Taken by the sky
Taken by
Taken by the sky
Taken by
Taken by the sky

Dreams unwind
Loves a state of mind
Dreams unwind
Loves a state of mind

Certain regulars love to give Me very personal information (whether on purpose, by a slip of the tongue, or through my sly interrogation methods). Our chit-chat often leads us into a discussion about the goodies I have on him, and he wonders if I would ever use it against him. He expresses a great fear about his girlfriend, wife, colleagues, friends, etc. finding out what he does with Me….and the things I make him do alone. Yet he gives me more information. And then he screws up. Oops. It seems fairly benign — An exchange of information in return for fulfilled promises, and I get to keep the key to the dirty little lock box containing all the perverted secrets…or something like that. But really, that’s a lot of power to have over someone. Think about it.

How damaging would it be to you if someone had information on you? What if you failed to follow through with your responsibilities, and there was an information leak? What would you do to keep your secrets safe? How far would you go to keep everyone you know from finding out about your kinky activities and all the freaky things you’ve done? What would you do to keep from getting caught?

Would you stick to your end of the bargain, or would you push the envelope a bit just to test the person keeping your secrets safe? Would you toe the line, or step over it a bit just to see how far you can go? Would you take the bit of the rope given to you, or would you take more…just enough to hang yourself? What would you do?

Would you call and beg for forgiveness? Would you email and ask for another chance? Would you offer a token of regret, something to get you back in good graces and keep your secrets safe… or would your pride just let it ride?

If you had a slip, made a mistake, or even totally fucked up –

How long would it take you to submit (again) to your desire to be controlled by Me and just accept your punishment for disobedience, to admit (again) that you need the life control, the mind control, the cock control, and to admit that the sound of My laughter is something you miss.

You need discipline and control. You have asked and begged for it. When you are petulant or even in denial, when you’re trying to do it on your own, when you’re being ignorant and silly by pushing My buttons, you set yourself up for failure. Don’t do that and then get ill over the consequences!!

Don’t be surprised by the consequences of your own stupid mistakes. It’s not My fault you’re a dumbass sometimes.

And then there is this: I know.

Even when you’re silent, I know exactly what’s in that head. You may not admit defeat, but you know that, in the end, you’re the loser if you choose the path of resistance.

Fighting against something you want and need is silly and arrogant. If you had the self-control to do it alone in the first place, you wouldn’t have ever needed Me. What a paradox, huh? Again– Think about it.

But you know, I’m slowly starting to not give a fuck, and My generosity is running low, as is My patience.

Eventually, there comes a point of no return. Would you choose to back up before stepping over that line, before moving into the finality of knowing you’ve pushed too far and will forever suffer for it? Or would you give in to what you want and need, to do the right thing for yourself, and to admit to and make up for your rebelliousness?

What would you do?

Confession time, guys!

How many of you have fantasized of being fucked with a big strap-on by a beautiful, dominant Lady, using your ass-pussy for Her pleasure and proving once for all what a real sissy you are? I know for some of you it’s hard to admit that you crave cock and wonder how it feels to get your ass reamed. Then again, some of you are very open about the fact that you’re a major cock slut and love to feel a huge dick turn your ass-pussy into a quivering puddle, and have your mouth used as a cum receptacle.

For some of you, it’s just a tool I use to discipline you and remind you that I am in charge, completely. For others, it’s a first step to forced-bi and a trip to the glory hole.

Well, for all My little cock sucking fiends, I’ve created a brand new recording: Strap-On fun with My big toy and your ass and mouth. It’s even better than the real thing. Why? Because it involves Me, and what could be better than that? Whether you find it a humiliating punishment or just the ultimate in control, I’m sure you’ll enjoy just hearing My sexy voice.

You can listen to it here on Niteflirt:

Be sure to check out My other recordings, too. You never know what you’ll find or what might turn you on.

By the way… I have a very special surprise coming, one that will blow you away. I’m sure of it.

“you” will respect Me at all times by:

• addressing Me in the proper manner
• following through with all assignments and tasks
• keeping your call appointments
• not arguing with Me
• practicing obedience
• completing every punishment I assign to you, diligently and with recognition that I am in control
• admitting that discipline is something you need
• acknowledge that I am a superior female
• submit to My will
• you will worship Me at all times
• remember– your submission to My will is a natural course of action due to your “situation” (whatever it may be) *wink*

If you fail on any of the above, then you’re doing something wrong and are subject to a humiliating reminder of this, a very unpleasant experience.

If you feel the need to rebel, send snappy email replies to Me, not do your punishments, or any other act that shows you have forgotten your place in My life and why we do what we do, then perhaps we need to discuss new terms or simply discontinue our relationship.

Any type of bad behavior will not be tolerated. You’re grown men, not teenagers. I don’t deal with one-minute phone sex wankers who are just looking for a quick stroke and an easy way to jerk-off. I expect more from you, My select few.

Let Me rephrase that — I demand more from you. If you can’t hang with Me and My demands, then feel free to let go of your rope. Better yet, how ’bout I just cut you down?

After My ultra-relaxing weekend (I got some business out of the way then headed to a spa) in Atlanta, I’m almost ready for Monday to get here so I can have some fun with My submissive callers.

Today is My day, so don’t expect to be able to call Me now — you have to wait until tomorrow.

Make an appointment or email Me so I can work around My regularly scheduled calls on Niteflirt.

I’ve been craving some old-fashioned tease and denial. I love teasing you incessantly horny fuckers and then denying you the one thing you want (besides My attention, of course) — orgasm . Some of you haven’t had the pleasure of My teasing. *ahem* You have to earn it first.

I’m not at all interested in your cocks other than using them as a means of control — cock control, mind control, life control, but not in that order.

I’m too relaxed to write anything else. Entertain yourself with a story or one of My recordings. Later!

One of My Niteflirt phone regulars told Me a funny story the other day while we were discussing his assignments and planning how to get his life back into control and get him back on track. (He just returned from a vacation to Sin City, and though he tried, he didn’t win Ms. Nicole any large sums of money. *lol*)

Anyway, the memory hit him at the very end of a call that lasted over 2 hours. It was actually a slip of the tongue which prompted his memory; the way the conversation happened was kind of weird. (I can’t go into all the details). We were very near hanging up when something I said sparked a memory. His first humiliating experience.

It turns out that his very first humiliating experience was with a girl who shares My name. As he recounted the story of his first brush with humiliation, I couldn’t help but laugh. Was it all a coincidence? A subconscious choice on his part? How funny that his very first experience with being humiliated by a superior female would come at the hands of a girl who has the same name as Me, the One to which he now relinquishes control of his cock, his life, and his mind!

He confessed all the embarrassing details. I had him write the story in his own words, and I am reposting it here for you, in part.

He was slow to recognize that she was superior to him, and though he did try to fight it back, he eventually had to submit to her will, to admit his defeat.

Look where he is now He loves to be humiliated at the hands of a beautiful woman. Is this where it started?

I don’t know. But the story is pretty funny. In his own words, some things edited by Me for privacy purposes:

Nicole Fight

I was visiting Lee-Anne and Carol, who were sisters living about a block away
from me. I visited with them often, having known them for a long time, and over the years I became pretty fond of and had a slight crush on them. Lee-Anne was my age and Carol a couple of years younger.
This was the first time I had seen Nicole at their house, but I knew she went
to their place sometimes, since she lived just across the street from them.
Nicole was a few years older than me.

I’ve tried really hard, but I can’t remember how the fight started.
We were on their front lawn. I remember that I wanted Nicole to go home so I could visit with Lee-Anne and Carol alone, but they seemed more interested in doing stuff with Nicole.
I vaguely remember suggesting to Nicole that she should go home, and her suggesting the
same thing to me. We started teasing each other. She knew I wanted to be alone with Lee-Anne and Carol; I knew she didn’t want me there ruining their girl time. She was trying to be a cock-blocker I guess.

I don’t remember the very beginning of the fight, but I remember about 30 seconds into it
thinking that she was pretty good. We were wrestling in a fairly gentle, but determined, way, kind of teasing and horsing around, but it quickly became serious. I couldn’t believe I was wrestling a female. Lee-Anne and Carol were watching with serious expressions, perhaps worried that we shouldn’t
be fighting, or that somebody might get hurt. It didn’t take long until Nicole had me pinned
to the ground.

I wrestled often with other guys , and usually when someone got pinned the victor
would take maximum advantage by holding the position and making it unpleasant for the
loser, or extracting some kind of promise. Nicole did no such thing; she just got off.

I absolutely couldn’t believe I had been beaten by a girl. Although I don’t have a very
muscular build, I could routinely beat all the guys I wrestled, probably because my brother
and I practiced a lot. I had never wrestled a girl before, but we all just assumed that
they would be easy to beat. In retrospect, it isn’t that surprising she beat me, but at the time I just couldn’t believe it was possible.

So as soon as she got off I rushed at her to catch her by surprise. I don’t know what
happened, but I very quickly found myself on the ground with her standing and looking
down at me.

Lee-Anne and Carol were amused, and laughed a little. I remember getting *so* angry.
I blindly rushed at her again, and this time as I was going down she gave me a solid push,
so I hit the ground really hard.

That just made me more angry and humiliated. I don’t remember how many times I rushed at her,
but it was around half a dozen overall. Each time I hit the ground a little sooner,
and each time she pushed harder as I was going down. And Lee-Anne and Carol laughed louder
each time, and I got angrier.

I guess from Lee-Anne and Carol’s point of view it was hilarious, because Nicole was just
trying to get away from me, but in a comicly repeating manner I kept rushing at her,
with zero chance of success, and just hitting the ground harder each time.
And they didn’t have any sympathy for me, because it was me that kept attacking.
So they found it so funny that I kept trying, but for me, somehow, I just couldn’t believe
that Nicole could beat me, and Lee-Anne and Carol’s increasing laughter just made me more
angry and determined to get back at Nicole.

In the end, I remember laying on the ground with all three of them looking down at me
and laughing their heads off, and me thinking that this time when I get up, I need to just
walk home. Which I did.

Priceless.

The weather here is gorgeous! I’ve been gone for most of the day, but just thought I would pop in to see what’s happening in cyberworld.

Most of My regulars are out of town this weekend, so this has all come together perfectly. I can spend the day refreshing My devious mind while being escorted across My lake in a canoe. Yes, I have one of My boys here today and his only assignment is to make sure I am kept cool, coasting along the lake, refreshed and relaxed. I’ll read while he does all the grunt work.

Once we return from the lake, I am putting him to work in My house for domestic chores. He is so eager, but I really think he’s most anxious to get on the lake and try for a glimpse of My lovely breasts and perfect ass. LOL! Does he think I’ll be wearing a swimsuit today? Ha! It’s not quite that warm, but maybe I’ll tease him with a skimpy tank and a pair of well-fitting shorts. The sight of My legs and a glimpse of My pretty feet in My cute sandals will surely send him over the edge. Good thing I’ll have an extra paddle with Me — If he gets too distracted I will really send him over the edge– I’ll paddle his ass right over the side of the canoe! I wonder if he can swim?

I won’t be available most of the afternoon, but I have left My appointments on. You can set up an appointment through Niteflirt, and when I return this evening I’ll take calls — If I feel up to it. Then I can tell you all about My day and you can figure out how you’re going to make it even better for Me. Today is lovely– don’t fuck it up boys!

– Ms. Nicole

Good morning!

After having an extremely busy week, I’ve decided to take most of the day trying to get My blog ready for the public. Since I am starting fresh, it’s taking a little longer than I expected.

I have to get My buttons up from NiteFlirt and link to My listings and recordings, put up assignments for my slave, sissies, and subs, post some of the more humorous (or just plain touching *lol* ) email I have received from My callers, work on My “members only” area, and last but not least: Finish My page for Tributes, Wishlists, and Adopt-A-Bill.

Wow, that really sounds like a lot? *hehe*

Have no fear– I’ll be up and running soon. It’s really just a matter of linking and then getting everything tweaked, so it’s not quite as daunting as it seems.

In the meantime, humor yourself.

Call Me:

Or listen to My recordings. Or just let Me know you’re thinking of Me

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Confusion, Humiliation, Desire: Learn the meaning of those three words. (You will become very familiar with them.) Show Me gratitude, and I’ll teach you humility. Honor Me, and I will use you like I know you should be used.

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