Worship Ms.Nicole

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

A while back, one of My regulars wrote a letter to Me. It was titled “About Nicole”, and was written as if I had written it Myself.

While much of the “about Me” was just speculation on his part, there was a lot of “life truth” in what he wrote, and I was honestly surprised by the amount of insight in that letter. I thought there were some good messages in what he wrote, so I made the decision to print part of it here as a special message to My other readers and just to give him a few kudos.

It’s a good thing I am a very smart Lady with healthy skepticism! Before printing the letter, I made the very wise decision to Google his written tribute to Me. I *knew* there had to be something off; the letter was too damned good!

While I appreciate the sentiment and the effort it took for him to customize the letter for Me, and I appreciate the spontaneity of his effort to worship Me, I will forever tease and torture him (not to mention put him in perpetual denial) over the fact that almost the entire letter was copied from two other adult sites. Ugh! It was basically an “about Me” written by two other women, posted on their websites, and copied/pasted together by him in a twisted little attempt to please Me.

Well, that was a dumbass move! Because it’s not okay to copy, and it’s not okay to put Me in that situation.

I do not take things like this lightly. We women work too hard to have our work copied and spread about the Internet as if it belonged to someone else. Had I published that as an original piece without credit to the actual authors, there could have been serious trouble, even (lawd forbid!!!!) embarrassment for Me!! You want to see pissed??? Wheeewwww!! Really, there are no words!!

But back to My misguided little submissive: We all make mistakes, and I do believe his intentions were good.

Maybe he’s feeling a little humiliated while reading this. Good. You should!

And…

I will await your confession. You will be given the chance to redeem yourself, but only because My superior intellect allows Me to see the reasons why you did what you did. Maybe a little writing task or a nice tribute is what you need to make up for your indiscretion.

We’ll see. Sometimes surprises are the best!

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?