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We’ve Moved!

We’ve Moved!  Come visit our new home. 


November 21, 2009 Posted by | bdsm, dominant, erotica, Fetish, Food, Foodies, Gourmet, kinbaku, Memes, My bitch pink twitch, Published, queer, Reviews, shoes, spanking, transgender, travel, urban prose, Vanilla | | Leave a comment

So You Think You Can Dance contestant Robert Muraine

So You Think You Can Dance contestant Robert Muraine.

November 5, 2009 Posted by | videocast, youtube | , | Leave a comment

Love Comes in Black and Blue

I’m in love again, thank God.


November 3, 2009 Posted by | Fetish, shoes, Vanilla, Want | Leave a comment

Rosy’s Last Nerve

My bitch pink twitch broke Rosy’s last nerve. He’s been finding every excuse not to serve her in the manner I requested. So I asked Rosy for a report. ‘-)

Pillow by K Studio

October 29, 2009 Posted by | My bitch pink twitch | 1 Comment


You are The Empress

Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.

The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.

The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

October 28, 2009 Posted by | Femdom, Memes | | 1 Comment

As the Pink Worm Squirms

As the Pink Worm Squirms was written for my bitch, pink twitch.

Mistress plots
As the pink worm squirms

She stirs the cauldron
and putters about
and the pink worm squirms.

She kicks pots and pans
looking around
and the pink worm squirms.

She finds the bat
but throws it astray
as the pink worm squirms.

She opens the fridge
pulls out salami
and the pink worm squirms.

She said, oh no
it’s tomorrow’s lunch
and the pink worm sighs.

She moves some bottles
Finds the eggs
Boils them up
and the pink worm squirms.

She ices them down
Peels off the shells
and the pink worm squirms

She pulls out the peanut butter
Coats the eggs
And looks at him with a gleam in her eye
As the pink worm squirms
The last squirm of the day.

The following morning
She checked his cage and
Made him an omelet with the eggs that he laid!

© Nikita 2009

October 26, 2009 Posted by | erotica, Femdom, Fetish, My bitch pink twitch, Published, urban prose | , , , , | 1 Comment

Not Your Average Saturday Night

The air was cool and damp.

Candles lit the table that was bound by friends, old and new.

Words spoken that I wanted to remember and some just filter back to me whenever.

There was a question I wanted to ask her. “What is it about rope that puts the gleam in your eye?”

She gets that gleam, you know.

“Rope frees me from other distractions and allows me to be in the moment.”

A light bulb went off in my head. “Please remind me what you said. I don’t want to forget it.”

“I want to play with you Nikita.”

I was hoping she’d say that.

“Bring your ropes.”

I pulled several bundles out of my rope bag.

“This or this or this or this?” I asked.

She gave me a blank stare and I handed her my favorite jute.

At once she was in charge. “Hand me my bag please.”

Out came a panoply of toys, cat on nines, beautiful butter soft suede braided turquoise flogger, a feather boa flogger, and a bunch of other things. I should have paid attention to the other things.

“Pick one thing you want me to use.”

I picked the turquoise flogger.

“Go put that and your ropes over there, near the cross.”

“Yes ma’am,” I said under my breath.

The cross was beautiful, sturdy, seductive and halfway into the kitchen.

I rarely take my clothes off in public. This many people was ‘in public’ to me.

“Take off your top.” She said in my ear.

I threw it on the floor and faced the cross.

She bound my arms. There was no wiggle room. ~smile~

“Your bra has to come off.”

The cross was cold but soon it would be warm.

She grabbed my hair and trailed something pointy on my skin.

Felt hot breath on my neck. I leaned back into it.

I found myself staring at a counter full of empty glasses. It was distracting. She blindfolded me.

“Those pants have to come down.”

Gulp. The slacks went down to my ankles and the panties just below the curve. She began with spanking, on my butt, just enough to redden it. She’s been there before.

Next came the floggers; I don’t remember which because she kept changing them, but the impact increased and then came toys that were stingier. Each level made me climb that cross higher and higher. My butt stuck out more, looking for more, getting more.

“Spread those legs. I’m going to get culinary. Do you like olives?”

“Yes. I’m made of olives.”

I could feel the gleam in her eyes.

Whatever made me say that?

She lubed her hands with olive oil and slid them between my legs. She pushed her body against mine. Both of us moved the heavy cross further into the kitchen. Both of us were breathing hard. I moaned and climbed, and climaxed.

“I’ll be right back,” she whispered.

My body pulsed. I was on my toes and still trying to climb up the cross.

“Do you want to dance?”

“Yes, thank you. I’d love to dance.”

There was a slight delay in the light bulb reflex.

“Somehow, I don’t think that’s the kind of dance you are talking about.”

She zapped me! I jumped from shock more than pain as she gleefully tested every square inch of my butt. Where was I going to go? I was tired and drained.

A sheer green something was draped over my body. She whispered in my ear. “Not your average Saturday night is it.”

© Nikita 2009

October 26, 2009 Posted by | adult, bdsm, erotica, spanking | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Postcard from Venice – Travel Vlog

Postcard from Venice – Travel Vlog

I loved California.  In June, I got an opportunity to tag along for a business trip to Santa Monica.  It was one of those days that was perfect, just perfect for a trip to Venice Beach.  Luckily, I had a little digital camera with video option.  The video quality is soooo poor, but dang, it recorded the sights, sounds, and outrageous characters that make up the boardwalk community.

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Postcard from Venice

Music by the Eagles.

October 25, 2009 Posted by | adult, travel, videocast | Leave a comment

Friday Fill-ins weekly meme

It’s time for Friday Fill-ins weekly meme! oh joy *cough cough*

Friday Fill ins

1. So are we going put up that podcast Robert?

2. A pedi with girlfriends is what’s up ahead.

3. I love to listen to pop music in the morning.

4. I walk a mile and a half when I can.

5. A massage is the true elixir of life!

Your turn

1. So are we going _____?

2. ___________ is what’s up ahead.

3. I love to ___________.

4. I walk a ___________.

5. ___________ is the true elixir of life!

October 24, 2009 Posted by | Memes | , , | Leave a comment

Kicking Butt and Taking Names With These! – Fantasy Shoes of the Week!

I want to kick butt and take names with these!  Here’s my fantasy shoe of the week.  Puleez don’t rain on my parade by looking at the price tag.  Dreams are priceless.

Let’s not forget Frye for the sporty girls.

Have a great weekend!

October 23, 2009 Posted by | Fetish, shoes, Want | Leave a comment