Did you know I am still without a home computer? No, you did not. But I am magical, which is how I keep these updates going.
I am happy to report that My Saturday rope class was a great success! Thank you to everyone who showed up. I hope you guys picked up the foundations you need to start out in the wonderful world of rope bondage. Special thanks to the Sexploratorium for their space and the kick-ass sign they made to advertise the class, pictured here on the left. Did you want to attend, but found yourself unable to due to time constraints? Not to worry, I will be hopefully running this class a couple more times for those who missed the first time.
Also, I'd like to thank My lovely partner in bondage, Mistress Gwen, who was so kind to let Me tie Her up in order to demonstrate to students how some things need to be tied. As usual, self-shot images of Me with a partner have us looking like raving maniacs. Which is why you love Us and want Us. I can understand that. I'd want Us too! For more info on Mistress Gwen, check out Her page on the Destiny's Chamber website by clicking on the link above. Her great sense of humor and infectious laughter will put you right as ease when you meet her... but Her unpredictable nature and deadly skill set will make even the most steadfast slaves tremble in fear.In other news, I had a very stimulating session just yesterday with the same fellow who came to see Me a couple weeks ago... this time, we headed down the CBT and sounding route before I destroyed his ass with a nine-inch piece. This one is quite sizable, but why stop here. We will be sizing up the next time I see him... I'd love to eventually get him nice and stretched to a point where I can insert Biggie Smalls, my thick chocolate 14-incher, deep into his entrails. Mind you, I may destroy asses, but at least I do it while looking classy as fuck:
I am indeed one dapper gentleman, even while you are begging and moaning like a whore on the floor, your body pushed to it's limits as I extract sweet control from you.
Apparently, he thought so too, and brought Me a fun little toy that got to see a bit of action that evening: a steel ballcrusher! I know your boys are crawling up inside your body cavity, dear reader, when you take a look at this punishing tool. Ah, no matter. As anyone who has come to see Me can tell you, I might be a sadistic bastard, but you will come willingly.A smile, a whisper, a kind touch... why would you not suffer the very depths of Hell itself to please Me? Do you think you can trek there alone? You must be quite brave... for in My hands I hold the keys to your darkest suffering and to your most blissful pleasures. And those who endure My trials are greatly rewarded at the finish line.
I am sure a few of you wonder what happens to those who do not endure My trials or please Me satisfactorily. If said behavior happens in the dungeon or local to Me, the solution is quite simple: the offender is not invited back to the dungeon. However, if the behavior happens remotely, I have no problem calling the little rats out publicly (as I have shown previously, most notably here and here). Funny enough, the French boy I have called out in both of the mentioned posts has yet again proved himself to be very disappointing. And as I previously warned him, another misstep and I will drop it like it's hot. But his behavior has been so disappointing that I cannot even be bothered to put up his personal information. All I can do is let other Dominants know that this Parisian schoolteacher is a pathetic little whore who cannot follow directions. I woke up in a good mood this morning, and so I will not be exposing is face for the world to see... at least not today. Let's hope My mood doesn't shift in the next few hours. For now, enjoy My stoic face while he wanks and fingerfucks himself for the world... right in his mother's house!
Je suis désolé, cher Mika. Aimerais-tu que j'efface cette image? Peut-être même la vidéo, ou les autres photos que j'ai gardé? Je le ferais quand tu démontre que tu as une certaine utilité dans mon monde: jete un oeil sur ma liste et trouve-moi un present digne d'un vrai mec, et j'envisagerai le retour de ton anonymat.
English Translation:
I'm sorry, dear Mika. Did you want Me to remove this picture? Maybe even the video, or the other pictures I have collected? Then you can do so by showing you have some use in this world: take a look at My wishlist and find a gift suitable for a real Man, and I will consider returning your anonymity to you.
Ah. I love it when boys disobey and find themselves realizing that I do not play games. Life can be so hard, sometimes. Not for Me. For them.
I am happy to say that I am FINALLY in the process of rendering My videos out, starting with a nice piece I've named "Kiddo's First Checkup." The reason editing has been taking so long is due to the fact that I shoot on a dead format, and access to computers that still take said format is limited. Add that to the fact that FCP10 has trouble running on said older machines, and things are taking way longer than they should. Once these files are finally done, I will run them by the proper channels, collect My 2257s, and upload them. Be sure to keep an eye out for previews and updates! Since I still don't have one ready, I have chosen to quell your hunger for pain with these six screenshots from "Kiddo's First Checkup." These are not part of the final stills collection, just ones I captured during editing. Enjoy!
