Over the past few weeks I’ve been thinking a bit about the future of the blog, the future of my blogging.

One thing that might be noticed is that I don’t have a hit counter on the blog. For whatever reason, I’ve just never gotten around to it. I assume that traffic is high, but I don’t know what it may be.

Perhaps I’ll change that one of these days.

I’m quite certain it’s been noticed that this blog is a bit outside the norm for a femdom blog, even a sex blog. It is outside the norm in that the subjects covered are not limited to femdom, or even to sexuality. I write here about whatever might be interesting me at the time.

I assume that this broader subject matter is appreciated by my readers. That only femdom, all the time would become quite dull with time. I don’t know that to be a fact, but I presume it to be so.

One thing that has probably never been noticed is that I am capable of writing much more than is ever posted here. Indeed I write a great deal more than I post, and the blog could be much larger, much more active if I were to post as frequently as I am able.

I wonder if my writing here has value to my readers. If that value is high enough that some percentage of readers would be willing to throw it a few bucks now and again. If an expanded blog would be something that people would be willing to support if support was necessary for that expansion.

I would be very curious to read my readers thoughts upon these musings. One can comment anonymously right here on the blog, or I can be emailed at:

blog (AT) milliscent (DOT) com

Posted by Milliscent at 1:42 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

I’ve had a few days now to explore my new toy, and I’ve decided to change it a bit.

The Cock Trap is wonderful, but I think instead of a ‘toy’ I want a ‘toy system.’ Different attachments, different ways of working with it instead of a single device.

That will give me more flexibility, and open up more possibilities. Therefore I’m having the creator make me a solid rod attachment, perhaps two of them, that can be used in place of the tube when and as desired.

Sometimes a boy will have the tube, sometimes a rod, changeable as my whims change.

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Did you enjoy freedom and prosperity today?

If so, hug a veteran. Our veterans gave so much for each and every one of us.

My sincere and humble thanks to each of you for the service you gave our nation.

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My Cock Trap arrived in the mail today! It’s going to be loads of fun.

I’ve not used it yet, but thought that I’d pass along my first impressions upon opening the package and fondling it.

It is heavy. Surprising heavy. Such a little package isn’t normally expected to weigh so much. That I think points to very high quality materials, something important to look for in such toys.

The fit and finish is very good, especially upon the tube that inserts into the cock. An extremely careful running of my fingertips over the tube reveals nothing that could cause damage.

The tube is a good-sized diameter. Roughly as I expected, but it looks rather large just sitting there! I don’t know if my poor victim’s little tiny cock hole is large enough, luckily I’ve got a great collection of sounds to stretch him out with!

The design is well thought out. Actually I noticed what I thought was one little design flaw, but in the end, my eyes deceived me, and when I put it together I noticed that it wasn’t a flaw at all, rather a perfect fit tolerance.

It’s wonderfully shiny!

Mr. Cock Trap crafted it to order quickly, and shipped it even quicker. There can be no cause for complaint on that score.

The instructions seem simple and straightforward.

It seems to me, just from looking at it, that with the Cock Trap on there is zero chance for erection.

I got to show it to two boys this evening, poor fellows who just happened to be here. One is looking forward to having it used upon him; the other is terrorized by it. Perfect! Desire and fear, the two things go together wonderfully.

I’ll post some more after I’ve had some time to experiment with this new toy.

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Penetration, an act of power, of masculinity, an invasion, a taking, a claiming. He penetrates her, consensual violence, a demand for surrender, submission. His will, his cock, pressing into her, filling her, demanding entry into her. Opening her, body, mind, and soul. The penetrator, penetration a manifestation of power.

Accepting penetration, an act of surrender, of femininity, a yielding, a giving, a granting. She is penetrated by him, desires his violence, grants her surrender, her submission. Accepts his will, his cock, opening for him, being filled by him, accepting him. Taking him inside, granting him her body, mind, and soul. The penetrated, penetrated as her act of surrender.

Man and woman, the normal order. Vanilla, plain, ordinary, not unique.

This man and woman, desires beyond the normal. Rocky Road, exciting, different, unique.

Rules and tools, their path to achievement, the way in which they gain their goals. Goals for excitement, goals to be unique, goals to experience ecstasy. Rules and tools to banish what they consider Vanilla, to achieve the Rocky Road they seek.

Rule, stark, cold, unyielding. Her to him, a command, a way of life: ‘You may never again penetrate my body, you have entered me for the last time.’

Rule, frightening, sharp, absolute. Her to him, a reminder, a way of life: ‘Intimacy is important, I’m going to fuck you till you cry, at least three nights a week.’

Tools, stainless steel, silicone, leather. The tools of enforcement, the tools of change. The tools of excitement, tools used to find that Rocky Road, as Vanilla has been banished from their shared lives forever.

Stainless steel, encasing flesh, piercing flesh, constraining flesh. His body, his member viciously constrained, it’s natural function denied, it’s natural growth impossible. Locked away, done away with, denied. Masculinity shunted aside, penetration made impossible, chastity demanded, chastity enforced.

Leather holding silicone. Around her waist, between her legs, a stout and strong harness, a harness sturdy enough to withstand her passions, her violence. Black, shiny, leather, fetish, the scent, the feel, the raw power of leather. Silicone, jutting forward from her body, massive, a member crafted not by nature but by man, a member so much larger, so much more imposing than any nature could create. Her member, a masculine shaft, penetration made possible, she the penetrator, she penetrates.

The penetrator, feminine yet powerful. Manifesting power through action, through violence, through opening, through fucking.

The penetrated, masculine yet yielding. Submitting through acceptance, through obedience, through capitulation, through passivity.

Sybil and Richard, their lives together, their shared sexuality, their Rocky Road, in dreams only do they exist, yet dreams can truly be wonderful things.

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My new Cock Trap should be here on Monday! I can’t wait to try it out.

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It seems that I made an error a week or so ago when I posted a personal ad here for a friend. I got his email wrong.

If you wrote him, and your mail bounced back, please note that he is still there, and the ad is still valid. I've corrected the address in the post below.

As for the mistake, I'll have to figure out how to blame it upon the next poor fellow who visits me, and thrash him soundly for it!

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On November 6, 2006 Studio Milliscent suffered horrible damage from raging floodwaters. The building, the studio, did however stand. It survived. Survived as my most wonderful cocoon for another day, survived as the home for my art, my sadomasochism another day.

On November 7, 2008 Studio Milliscent was once again threatened by raging floodwaters. I am thrilled to report that it stands. It was not damaged in any way. It remains ready for me, ready for you, ready for the magic we shall make together.

Join me in Studio Milliscent; join me in celebration of it standing firm through yet another natural disaster. It is a truly magical home for my art, my sadomasochism. Home to my cruelty, home for your suffering.

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My long time readers know that I am a Republican. Those who visit me really must understand that based upon the numbers of Republican campaign signs usually popping out of my yard every other October.

That said, I am looking forward to the Obama Administration.

I believe that with the exception of his appointments to the Supreme Court Mr. G.W. Bush has been an unmitigated disaster for our nation.

We are involved in a foreign war without the will to win.

Federal government spending has reached ridiculous heights.

Federal government intrusions upon individual liberties have grown exponentially.

Important allies around the world look upon our government with disdain.

Osama bin Laden remains alive and at large despite countless billions being spent in ineffective attempts to bring death to his door.

The rightful powers of Congress, and the Several States have been disregarded.

Torture has been made acceptable.

Imprisonment without Judicial oversight has been made possible.

President Obama will be a breath of fresh air. He will be a better President than his predecessor. Things will improve for American and Americans under President Obama. Of this I have no doubt.

Was he my first choice? No. My second choice? No. I recognize though that he will be much better than he whom we now have.

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A vote for the lesser of two evils is still a vote for evil. I ask that you join me in voting for liberty, voting for true American values. Voting for Congressman Bob Barr for President.

Those of you who have been reading this blog for awhile know that I was a big fan of Congressman Ron Paul. He did not of course gain his parties nomination, I believe that Congressman Barr is the only true choice for those of us who want to keep the spirit of Paul's run alive.

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Last week I posted about the Cock Trap, a wonderful looking new chastity device invented right here in the Pacific Northwest, and available from Male Chastity Now.

A solid ring fits around cock and balls, a significant diameter hollow rod is inserted deeply into the cock, and these two pieces are held together, locked in place, by a nice Master Brand padlock.

The inventor of this great looking, and perhaps quite cruel device has been kind enough to send me one for my own experimentation. Additionally one or two very brave submissive boys are purchasing their own to use upon themselves for my amusement.

This is all quite wonderful! Orgasms, even erections under my absolute control, suffering men, suffering just for me!

I will be recording my experiments with the device here. Letting you know about how it works, how well it works, how much fun it is for me, how horrible it is for my victim, and whatever other observations I may come up with.

Perhaps, if we are lucky, I will have the device and be posting my observations by as soon as next weekend.

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Halloween is such a marvelous holiday. A chance to dress up, a chance to party, an opportunity to eat candy without feeling bad about it.

Fetishists, a chance to dress in the finery without being ostracized by society.

Crossdressers, an opportunity to slip into something silky without embarrassment.

A perfect holiday all around, let the pervyness abound!

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As you have probably noticed, I’ve removed the tacky commercial advertisements from the blog. Not because I don’t enjoy the sites they advertised, simply because I’ve decided that there is no one I’d rather advertise than me!

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Honey's Hive:

"I share in this lifestyle primarily online as a Dominant Female (since Dominant Male just wouldn't seem to work for me, no hangy down parts, well not until I strap on.) I share intimately with a select few who I have come to love for their friendship and their submission."

"I love to be in control."

-Miss Honey

I hope that you enjoy visiting Honey's blog, I've found it to be great fun, and check out the artwork on those amazing toenails!

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A very long time ago I mentioned that I would be pleased to post personal advertisements here, if anyone desired such a thing. I assumed that as I have fairly high traffic levels, and as that traffic is certainly well targeted, I would have some takers. What surprised me is that I did not. It seems that no one wanted a personal advertisement here.

Except for E, who recently asked me to post an advertisement for him here. I do know E, and I am pleased to do so for him.

Slave E

E is a male submissive looking to be owned by a female dominant in a formal 24/7 Mistress/slave relationship.

Quiet, respectful, expert at massage, and masochistic. E feels that he would excel in a role of domestic servitude.

He is willing and able to re-locate as necessary.

He has photos and references available upon request.

You can contact E at:

QYSERIOUS (AT) HOTMAIL (DOT) COM

If you are interested in what E might bring to a Mistress/slave relationship I urge you to contact him, and I am quite certain that he will do his very best to answer any and all questions you might have.

E is also a frequent commenter upon this blog, his comments; under the name ‘e’ might give you some more insight into him.

I am also of course more than willing to answer any questions you might have about E.

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I've found a wonderful looking new toy!

Male Chastity Now

Posted by Milliscent at 10:37 PM | Permalink | Comments (14)

Acker is a good submissive boy who made a mistake, corrected it, apologized for it, and was punished for it.

His sincerity is I think a great credit to himself, and she whom he serves, and I am quite sure that he will be a wonderful toy for many, many years to come.

Visit Acker's Blog, it is well worth reading.

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I hold Copyright to this blog, my old blog, and the entirety of milliscent.com, and I reserve all rights to my work.

My posts are not public domain, nor do I give any kind of 'creative commons' license.

Through the years I have become used to having my photographs stolen from time to time, heck one 'dominatrix' in Vancouver B.C. Canada actually used my photos and claimed that they were of her. Imagine her new submissives surprise when they opened the door to see that she had misrepresented herself in such a way. Luckily at my demand she stopped using the photos before I had to have action initiated against her.

I never thought though that folks would actually start posting my stories on their own blogs, so imagine my shock tonight when I visited a blog I'd never seen before, and the very top post on that blog was my story The Masturbatrix.

The fellow did provide me credit for the story, so I imagine that he did not know that it is wrong to use the creative works of another without their permission. I hope that this post serves to let others who might consider doing the same what the rules are.

Please don't take my stories or my other works without asking me first. It is wrong, I work hard on them, on providing them to everyone who reads this blog.

If on the other hand you do the right thing, you ask my permission, the chances are quite good that I will grant it. Just don't steal from me, and that is exactly what copyright infringement is. Theft.

Posted by Milliscent at 10:22 PM | Permalink | Comments (12)

“From now on, every morning after your shower I want you to get out that pretty little plug we bought, the chrome one, and plug your ass for me. Just wear it until I tell you that it can come out. I know that you are busy some mornings and that it might be a pain for you, but I insist upon it because I want to make sure that your mornings get off to a great start!”

“I suppose that most work days I’ll tell you to take it out before you leave the house, but if I don’t, please don’t worry, I’ll just call you at work when it’s time. I suppose that you might want to make sure that your secretary always knows where to find you because it could get mighty uncomfortable if you miss my call, and I just can’t imagine myself caring enough about how your ass might feel to actually call a second time.”

“Who knows, I might even ‘forget’ that you are waiting for my call from time to time. I’ll bet you’ll look mighty funny walking out to your car after wearing the plug all day!”

“Now be a good boy, don’t forget and don’t disappoint me because you know how miserable it becomes for you when I’m disappointed in you.”

With tip ‘o the hat to Saratoga.

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By definition dominant women are dominant. The fact that so many producers of erotic materials forget this fact has always been a huge pet peeve of mine.

Dominant women do not lock their husbands in chastity devices, then cuckold those now chaste husbands by going out and submitting to a ‘real man,’ or as I’ve so often read giving both her submission and that of her husband to said ‘real man.’

A woman who is a switch might very well do this. There is certainly nothing wrong with doing this, * and for those women who love to switch it might be a tremendous turn on to unmercifully dominate one man while completely submitting to another.

Likewise the fellow who enjoys submitting to a switchable female might very well enjoy his submission to her, and if she requires it, his submission to her dominant bull.

Let’s be honest though. To call such a woman a dominant is absurd. She is not a dominant, she is a switch.

Again I say that there is nothing wrong with being a switch. But for stories to deal with such plots and claim that the woman is dominant is just plain irritating. For women who do this to claim to be dominants is equally irritating. We should all take pride in our bdsm roles whatever they may be, dominant, submissive, top, bottom, switch.

A dominant woman might very well lock her husband in a chastity device, then cuckold him by going out and finding erotic fulfillment with another man who is also submissive to her, or even weaving scenarios in which they both serve her by entertaining her with homoerotic activities. This is female dominance. A cuckoldress submitting to her ‘well hung, real man bull.’ can never be.

My request to writers of erotic stories is simple. Please stop ruining otherwise wonderful stories by waxing eloquently about the female’s extreme dominance and then having her go out and get on her knees for her ‘real man.’ Instead talk of how amazing it is that she has the mental ability to be such an amazing switch. Switches to me are amazing in their abilities to smoothly flow from top to bottom; these abilities deserve some credit in erotic fiction.

*I wrote above that there is nothing wrong with a switch dominating the hell out of her cuckold husband, then submitting to her dominant bull. I wanted to qualify that statement just a touch. There is nothing wrong with it, but it is dangerous, so care should be taken. Proper cuckolding exists to enhance the primary relationship and this is I think harder to keep in focus in such switch relationships. The female switch must in my view take even more care than usual to ensure that her cuckold’s needs are being met, and to protect her relationship with him against the very powerful emotions that can crop up.

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Sometimes I think it is easy to become confused about just what exactly constitutes a Dominant/submissive relationship. Due to the stories we read, the perspectives we find, it is easy to start thinking that D/s relationships must be ‘dungeon’ relationships with naked slaves and all the trappings of bdsm.

This view is quite far from the truth.

A Dominant/submissive relationship is any relationship in which one person takes away the ability to make one or more decisions from another person, and that second person obeys without the condition that he or she can do the same in turn. Decision-making and obedience are the foundation of a D/s relationship, not whips, chains, and body worship.

As an example, let’s say that a boyfriend/girlfriend live together. In our example, he may suggest things, give his opinion about things, try to cajole her into doing things, just like everyone everywhere does. She in turn also acts perfectly within norms in every area of their shared lives but one.

In one area of their lives she has a rule. The rule is “Every single morning, when the alarm rings, you are to immediately get out of bed, poor me a cup of coffee, and deliver it.”

In our example, she did not consult him about the creation of this rule; she simply made it, and informed him of it. She also did not create the rule in jest, or as some kind of hope. She created it, informed him of it, and seriously demands that he obey it.

In turn, he has created no rule for her to live by, and he obeys her rule.

This relationship has no common elements of bdsm, yet it is a Dominant/submissive relationship.

Prison is a way in which we punish criminals by taking away the vast majority of the decisions they are able to make. Since when free they were unable to make proper decisions, we no longer allow them to make any important decisions. The fundamental difference of course between prison and consensual D/s, is that people in prison don’t want to be there. Those in consensual D/s relationships do.

By now, if you’ve read this far, I’ll bet I’ve got you wondering.

Wondering ‘Why on earth is she tying these two very different things together? What on earth does prison have in common with consensual D/s?

What runs through my mind this fine Seattle day, what gets me all hot and bothered is one little activity they both can have in common.

In prison the very dominant and cruel individuals regularly rape the asses of the submissive and meek individuals.

For loads of fun our dominant lady with her rule about coffee should do her best to create this facet of prison life for her live in boyfriend! Strap-on a nice big one, spread his legs, and work his little ass! Delight in his cries as she drives the dildo home, drives her point about the pecking order within the relationship home!

Favorite prison fuckholes frequently have to go to bed with sore asses from such use, her coffee boy likely should be no different. Especially since one delightful thing about a dominant woman’s strap-on cock is that it’s usually quite a lot larger than any biological cock!

Bend over coffee boy, I’ve got a hankering to make you squeal!

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Tight black leather boots rising to her thigh, supporting her atop towering stiletto heels.

Black latex catsuit tightly encasing her body from ankle to neck, crotch and nipples open, open for exploration.

Large butt plug, deeply inserted, it’s long handle holding the attached ponytail at a perfectly jaunty angle.

A bar running from her neck to the plug invading her ass, holding the plug so that each movement she makes forces its position to shift deep within her body.

Gagged she will be silent, her mouth like her ass impossible to close, serving as a reminder that a slave’s body must be forever open to the owner.

Vicious clamps upon her protruding nipples, a short chain from them to the gag, promising pain each time her head moves.

Thus attired my little bitch is ready to play with me.

Posted by Milliscent at 12:57 PM | Permalink | Comments (6)

We are constantly within ourselves. Only we can truly understand what is in our minds, and as a result we know ourselves better than anyone else ever could. No other person on earth can understand my personal corset fetish better than I understand it myself, I can know beyond any doubt the exact scent, sight, touch, and thought that makes me wet. Others can indulge my fetish, my desire, they can even share and explore it with me, but they can never know my personal desire as well as I do.

For this reason, this knowledge of ourselves, we can be truly spectacular lovers to ourselves. We touch ourselves, we caress ourselves, and in our own way we fuck ourselves. We all have sex with ourselves in this way, some more frequently than others, but we all masturbate, we all try to find bliss with our inner lover.

It is unfortunate, but while I think that these solo encounters have truly amazing potential, I think that masturbation is often a bit disappointing for many people. Especially I think for men. I don’t think that the average man takes much time with his pleasure, puts much thought or effort into his self-love. I think that for the average man it’s a quick, perhaps guilty, wank in the bathroom or bed, and then it’s off to sleep. An orgasm yes, but I don’t imagine it’s a very explosive or shattering orgasm, simply the minimum to give relief.

I think that perhaps women in general are a bit different. Again masturbation for the average woman may be oftentimes disappointing, but I do believe that the average woman puts a bit more into it than the average man. He certainly never talks of his toys, assuming that he even has one, but untold millions of women out there consider their vibrators one of their very best friends.

I do think that vaguely unsatisfying self-love is a shame, and it need not be that way. Men (and women of course) can with a bit of effort achieve some of the most intense sexual releases of their lives with themselves. Why shouldn’t masturbatory encounters be so good that they have the potential to rank right up there with the very best sexual encounters of ones life. I think that with thought, with effort, and with a complete lack of shame they can.

I think that even for those of us who delight in male orgasm denial, tremendously powerful orgasms achieved through the male’s masturbation are important. If I deny a man, I want to deny him something valuable. I want his suffering to be real. It is delightfully cruel to deny a male the ability to orgasm for a long period of time. It is so much more so when the male is willing and able to give himself truly earth shattering orgasms.

Perhaps that is where the Masturbatrix comes into play. Perhaps the submissive male needs a woman to make the decisions about his masturbation. To direct it so that he takes the time to properly pleasure himself when allowed to do so. To make sure that he indulges in his fetishes while warming himself to orgasm. To ritualize it to ensure that it becomes a long and meaningful sexual encounter instead of just a quick wank. To accept it as a form of worship from the submissive to remove whatever lingering guilt he or she may feel about it. To ensure that the orgasms he does experience are truly amazing for him.

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With all this writing of masturbating slaves, slaves cumming at my feet, I would hate for anyone to get the wrong idea, would hate for the boys out there to start thinking that I was anything but cruel.

I absolutely adore orgasm denial. The look of pain, need, and longing that comes over a slave when he learns that his period of chastity has been extended yet again.

One of the greatest things about my Masturbatrix fantasy is the fact that I control the cock, I decide if it shall cum. What the Masturbatrix gives, the Masturbatrix can take away.

Delicious!

Posted by Milliscent at 12:49 PM | Permalink | Comments (4)

I am very pleased to the response I received from my last post “Your Masturbatrix” both here on the blog, and in my private email. I do love the emails I receive, but I do sometimes wish that more people who email me would post here to share their thoughts with everyone, but alas, that is another topic. It seems that my world is filled with nasty and proud wankers, and I couldn’t be happier!

Since those of you who have written have honored me with your wanking fantasies, I decided that I would return the favor with a fantasy of my own.

Myself, your masturbatrix, the masturbatrix at the head of my own Wanker Nation. A nation of submissive boys, submissive boys just like you, all wanking under my direction and control. Wanking as I command, when I command, and exactly how I command. I, the masturbatrix, the goddess receiving the homage of the cocks, and the boys under my authority. Submissive boys who wank for me because they have no hope of ever being allowed to fuck me. Submissive boys who must touch themselves because they can never touch me. Countless numbers of such men, their orgasms at my command, always under my control.

A fantasy true, but perhaps a fantasy for the good, for I must wonder about the submissive men of the world.

Should submissive men be trusted with their wanking, or shouldn’t their cocks, and their cumming, be always under the control of a woman?

Should submissive men be trusted to wank at frequencies of their own desire, or shouldn’t a woman be deciding when they are allowed to cum?

Should a submissive man be allowed to wank as he desires, dry or with lube, with Icy Hot or a sand and honey mixture, or should a woman be making these decisions for him?

Should a submissive man be trusted to choose the dildos that invade his ass, or should a woman be directing their size and shape for him?

Should a sissy be allowed to dress however she desires, or should a woman direct her proper wanking attire?

Should the submissive man be allowed to decide how much pain will be mixed with his pleasure, or should a woman be deciding this for him.

Should the wanker be allowed to humiliate himself as he wanks, or wouldn’t it be better if a woman was forever there to degrade him?

Should the submissive man be allowed to spill his slime without the knowledge of a woman, or would it be better if a woman was always in control to ensure that he not waste a single drop?

Should the submissive man’s orgasm be simply directed into nothingness, or should his orgasm be an act of devotion and worship towards the woman who directs it?

Should the submissive man be trusted to pay homage to fetish objects on his own, or should his homage towards his fetishes be commanded by a woman?

Should the submissive man be trusted to decide how much water must leave the enema bag before he is permitted orgasm, or is this decision best left to a woman?

Should the submissive man be trusted to know if it is best that he be gagged and hooded when he wanks, or should a woman’s whims dictate his bondage?

Should the submissive man remove the clamps from his nipples and the weights from his balls at his pleasure, or should a woman determine how long they are to remain in place?

I must say that I think the answer to each of these questions is a self-evident truth. Submissive men need to have their sexuality, their cocks, their orgasm controlled by a dominant woman. They need it, they crave it, and only it will bring them true sexual fulfillment.

Conversely a woman can relish having such control.

I love my submissive men, my sissies, my bitches, my sluts, my whores, my wankers.

I love, and I know. I know when, where, and how you should cum. I know just how much you should suffer while you do so. I don’t want you making these decisions for yourself; I want to be making them for you. I love knowing that you will never, ever touch me sexually, yet I will control your sexuality. Control you through your lust for me.

I want to accept your lust, twist your lust to my own ends, use your lust against you, use your lust to give you suffering. To indulge and deny your fetishes, your desires, your hunger.

In my fantasy you are legion, an army, a nation, all kneeling at my feet, all suffering for me, all wanking for me, all cumming for me. I accept your lust, your devotion, your submission, your fetishes, for through all of these you worship me.

This is a fantasy I delight in sharing today, but I hope that while it is written to the boys none of the darling submissive girls feel left out, for rest assured that I delight in their self-play as well. A beautiful woman bringing herself off for me is always a wonderful sight and a joyous occasion for me.

I wonder, who will wank for me tonight?

Posted by Milliscent at 9:45 PM | Permalink | Comments (8)

Do you cum for me? Do you touch your cock when you think of me? Do you dream of what I could do to you? Do you long for me? Do you spill your slave slime while fantasizing about me?

I hope that you do.

This little blog is big in one way, big in that it has a worldwide reach. Anyone, anywhere in the world can find me here, learn about me here, fantasize about me here. I like that.

Anyone, anywhere can learn about me here and with that knowledge retreat into his own imagination, creating his own fantasy world around me. A world he thinks of while touching his cock, a world he thinks of while cumming. Cumming for me. I like that.

I hope that my words inspire fantasy, I hope that my words bring pleasure, I hope that my words bring an overwhelming desire to masturbate, and I hope that particular desire is gratified so that my words inspire orgasm within my readers. I like that.

I like thinking about people pleasuring themselves while thinking of their own fantasy world, a fantasy world in which I play a major part.

The thought of you touching yourself while thinking of me using your ass with my strap-on is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of your ass filled with a large silicone plug as you touch yourself while thinking of me using your ass with my strap-on is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you touching yourself while thinking of worshiping my body and my high, high heels is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you touching yourself while licking a pair of fetish heels is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you touching yourself while dreaming of me feminizing you is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you touching yourself while wearing feminine finery, and dreaming that I placed you in that bra and panties is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you touching yourself while dreaming of my tortures is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you touching yourself while your nipples are clamped and your balls are stretched is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you experiencing explosive orgasm while fantasizing about me is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you collecting your cum and licking it clean for me is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you experiencing explosive orgasm while thinking of me as you lay in bed is fun for me. Better yet the thought of you cumming for me in the bathroom at your workplace is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you penetrating your ass with a nice big plug as you think of me is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you penetrating your ass with a nice big plug, then going shopping while thinking of me is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you relaxing, getting comfortable, and touching yourself for me is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you kneeling down like a good slave and touching yourself for me is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you regularly masturbating while thinking of me is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you creating an entire masturbation kit with things that cause you pleasure, things that cause you torment, and things that excite your fetishes is truly delightful for me.

The thought of you fantasizing about me is fun for me. Better yet the thought of you fantasizing about me as a form of worship for my body and my dominance is truly delightful to me.

The thought of you experiencing a quick orgasm for me is fun for me. Better yet, the thought of you experiencing an orgasm of great power because you have built up to it and denied it over and over again is truly delightful to me.

I hope that you fantasize of me, I hope that you dream of me, I hope that you cum for me. I hope that you do all of these things to the best of your ability in homage to me. I hope to become your masturbatrix.

Better yet, for those of you who are able, I hope that you come to see me. I hope to become your dominatrix.

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I suppose that some people would think that my beautiful wife Georgia has some strange ideas about sex, and I guess that if the stories I hear from the guys at work are true she does. I’m thrilled with her ideas though, and whenever I hear the guys talking about their ‘exploits’ I have to feel a bit sorry for them. They just can’t know how exciting it is to be married to a woman who thinks like Georgia, how wonderful it is to be forever kept on edge by her.

Georgia doesn’t believe in getting fucked. She decided long before I met her that taking a cock into her body was a submissive act, and she refuses to submit to anyone. She doesn’t ever allow her gorgeous cunt to be defiled or used by any cock.

Georgia is though a firm believer in fucking. She says that men need to fuck regularly, and that women who don’t have sex often enough with their husbands create unhappy marriages. To prevent that she makes sure that we fuck at least three times a week. She bends me over, outfits herself with a favorite strap-on dildo and takes great pride in how hard and how long she can work my ass. Through the years she has graciously increased the size of her dildos so that now when I am opened for her it is quite large indeed.

Georgia believes that rough sex is most exciting for men, and that as foreplay to a good assfucking men should have their balls crushed, their nipples viciously pinched & twisted, and their butts paddled. I look forward to each of these amazing encounters with a great deal of desire, and an equal measure of fear. A perfectly delicious combination.

Georgia believes that husbands should be cuckolds. She thinks it’s good for a marriage when the faithful husband is aware that he is cuckolded, and that its good for the husband to listen as his wife takes her pleasure with another man, or even occasionally actively participates in his own cuckolding. She keeps a very select group of submissive men ‘on call.’ Submissive men who come to do her bidding, and worship her body, bringing her to orgasm exactly as she desires. Sometimes I get to watch, sometimes just listen. She is so beautiful when she lies back and one of her boy toys uses his tongue to give her pleasure.

Georgia believes that husbands need to be denied the pleasure of their wife’s cunts. I’m never allowed to touch her precious cunt, to lick her beautiful cunt, or even indicate a desire to do so. Her cunt, and her orgasm are both completely reserved for her submissive toys, and I’m not allowed to have it in any way.

Georgia does however believe that husbands need the body of their wives, and she always provides me with the wonderful treat of her ass. Sometimes I get to kneel behind her and sniff this most precious part of her. Sometimes she will sit upon my face and allow me to lick her tiny hole. Sometimes I may be gagged while her wonderful ass grinds against my face.

Georgia believes that husbands should lick a lovers cum off of their wives as a tangible reminder of their role as cuckold. Often she will allow her submissive pets to masturbate and cum on her dainty little feet or perfectly shaped ass, then come to me later to have it cleaned off with my tongue. She says that it’s just one more gift that her sexuality gives me, and I believe she is right.

Georgia believes that husbands have no right to male orgasm, and that happy marriages are created when the wife rigidly controls the husband’s orgasm. Toward that end she keeps me in a stainless steel chastity tube at all times. I’m never allowed to touch my cock without her permission, and the steel tube is never removed unless she determines it is time for my ‘pipes to be cleaned.’ This is never more often than once every six weeks or so, sometimes she decides that I must go much longer. I know that deep down she doesn’t think that husbands should cum at all, and sometimes she tells me that she just might put an end to my cumming altogether.

Georgia believes that cuckolding is best when the cuckold husband is even more excited about the cuckoldress wife’s upcoming encounters than she is. To keep me forever excited about the orgasms she gets from her sub boys she has instituted a simple rule. I am never allowed the privilege of my own orgasm unless she has cum herself immediately following my release. I am denied, denied, and denied while she has all she desires from her subbie guys, then once she decides that I can be given an orgasm I must wait until she next cuckolds me. When she has cum she will lay me in the bed, sit upon my face, and remove the stainless steel trap from my cock. I get to lick her perfect ass while I masturbate, and when I’m done the steel goes right back on. Of course she never tells me in advance about when she has decided I may be allowed to cum, so each and every time she is with one of her boys I get horribly excited that maybe this is the time for me. I think she is right, due to this conditioning, I think I am even more excited about her orgasm than she is!

Others might think she is a little strange when it comes to sex, but I think that Georgia is the most perfect wife that could be!

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Soon we will be asked to vote, and a Presidential Election year is always an interesting time.

Interesting, but also I think usually disappointing. This year is no exception. Both parties have put forward much less than ideal candidates.

I think that most people agree with me, that most people are generally disappointed with the nominees from each party when it comes to our Presidential Elections. I also think that most people vote for whomever they think is ‘the lesser of two evils.’

I’ve never been able to do that. I hold the view that ‘the lesser of two evils’ is still evil.

I would like to suggest a different approach. The approach of withholding our votes from the major parties, instead voting for a lesser party candidate, or an independent. Such folks will be on our Presidential ballots, and if we are ever to make positive change such folks need our votes as our votes help build momentum for independent movements, momentum that can be used in future years.

I know that people are afraid to vote for independent or lesser party candidates because they feel that they will be ‘throwing their vote away.’ I don’t think that is true, but it’s especially not true here in Washington State. Our state is not a battleground. We will not decide the Presidential Election. As residents of Washington we do not have a decisive vote in Presidential Elections and therefore cannot be ‘throwing our vote away.’

If enough of us who are dissatisfied with the major parties start voting for independent movements, we will bring true change to America.

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The financial markets have certainly provided us with an interesting ride recently. While I generally ignore the financial news, preferring to take a longer-term approach to investing, I must admit that this is big news. Big enough news to justify some commentary here.

My thought has to be: Don’t Panic.

The markets will recover; our larger economy will in the end be strong.

Individuals loose tremendous sums of money through panic. They loose tremendous sums of money through following the herd. Much less frequent are those individuals who make tremendous sums of money by doing the opposite of the majority, by being contrarians. That is what we must seek to do. Buy while things are low, certainly don’t sell, never panic. That is the key to building long term wealth.

As for me, this week, I bought stock. It is a perfect time.

If we don’t allow ourselves to get caught up in the panic, if we take a long term approach to our investing we will get through these temporary financial market problems without issue. In fact, if we can do the above, we stand an exceptionally good chance of making great profits in our portfolio, and that is certainly what it’s all about.

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Some time ago I posted about a Mac problem, and the poor service received when we tried to address that problem through the Apple Stores. That problem was the unfortunate result of a spilled glass of wine.

Recently I posted about the latest problem, a spilled cup of coffee.

I should point out that despite both of these incidents happening in a mater of months, they are not the norm. I’ve managed to own Apple Computers for a very, very long time now, and I’ve never had one break, or damaged in all the years past. Just unlucky recently I suppose.

In any event, given our previous poor experience with service at the Apple Stores, when this latest problem arose I decided to take care of it myself, from the very start.

The keyboard was toast, but otherwise the laptop was working great. So, a quick visit to the online catalog selling the appropriate keyboard was in order.

Yesterday the keyboard, and the specialized tools for swapping it out arrived.

I think that this was a tough repair as such things go. A multitude of screws, all different sizes of tiny. Wire connectors so small that they could barely be seen, and sheets of sticky tape at every turn.

Alas though, the instructions were fairly straightforward, and the repair only took an hour or so start to finish. It works great, and I’ve had to declare myself an Apple Genius!

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