craig's list

i don't go out on Craig's list now, since I was in Boston when the CL murderer from the area was caught, and it put a chill in me.

Several of you, though, have expressed an interest in using me.

This is Princessa's will, certainly not my own.

But by Her will, i will.

s

Yesterdays

One of you asked me to reprix my earlier days (nights? always?) of training with Princessa. You could look on Her blog and earlier posts, going back to 2004, and learn for yourselves my first hand comments on O/our excursions.

However, the second time She deigned to train me, She said She had another client coming over, so i would have to go out into the street and wait...two hours, pantied, gartered, stockinged, and plugged, and go to the local Walgreens and shop for who the fuck remembers what for Her needs. i had never been treated like this, never expected a Mistress would make me be Hers and do Her bidding without Her there.

If i got done early, wait discreetly nearby and be ready to come into the studio on Her command.

Neither of U/us contemplated the fact that the plug in my pussy wouldn't stay there, that i would have this erection while walking around feces smelling and leaking and, and...

Well, the Chieftain was a pub on the corner, in i went, bag on the bar and me into the bathroom to clean up as best i could...then called back to the studio where Mistress roared with laughter as She made me strip to my dainties, forced me onto the bench tummy side down and fucked my pussy, all the while praising me that i did as She required...and obviously was aroused by Her manipulation of me.

That is day two, as i recall.

sandra

cumming through the rye

With apologies to Mr Salinger, no, neither i nor Sir j came, through the rye or any other weedy environs.

He bailed, a medical emergency claiming his attention, and i, well, i imagined what might have been..and feel a wave of relief that it didn't...yet.

Princessa has had me walk Her dog the last few days, and after the first such chore inquired of me as to who was whose bitch. i gotta say that dog walks, trots and runs when i say. i feel so sissied-up: he's 5 pounds of resistance.

Great dog, we have fun, he meets dobermans and shies not at all, 'cause he thinks he's a big dog, too.

Miss Strange says She may be back to business in mid-June. i, of course, have never been out of Her business, as in, "What business do You require me to take on now, Mistress?" business.

Today is O/our five year anniversary. i am still, and forever, Her slut, slave and servant.

sandra

Al fresco

No, there is no Al there. But apparently, i am to be used al fresco this week by Sir J. Princessa thinks it would be loads of fun for Sir J to strip me and fuck me in one of the local parks this week.

Once that is accomplished, She says i will be ready to go into the parks alone to find strangers who want to fuck me or for me to suck them. She believes there may be a video somewhere in this adventure.

i'm thinking that next to electricity this is the last thing I will enjoy. Not that i get a vote.

Miss Strange thinks a video of "Stranger in a Strange's sissy" would be a wonderful way to commemorate O/our five year anniversary and my first real time service to Her in six months.

But first i gotta get past this al fresco business with Sir J. I am going to be so nervous and paranoid that i don't know if i will be able to orgasm. Of course, that's not the point of the whole exercise really, is it?

Captain Phillips

Yes!!!

Shit happens

So last month i found myself on my back on the bed of Sir J, head hanging over the side of the bed as he slowly fucked my mouth and throat, encouraging me to take it deeper, suck it down its length, as he stroked my nipples.

He told me when i arrived to put my clothes on a chair in the corner. No lingerie, no makeup; man to sissy straight up. i stood in front of him while he stroked my breast, murmuring aginst my chest as he did so. Slim, smooth, good looking, he then put me on my knees and his cock into my mouth.

After Sir J was done with my mouth, he had me swing around with my legs hanging off the bed. he lube his cock, lifted my legs and as he stared into my eyes moved his hips forward and penetrated me.

It was hot.

Eventually he told me to rub myself and show him how much i enjoyed serving him, obeying Princessa's command. You see, when She went on sabattical, She said that She would provide training for me. i thought it would be another domme and sort of looked forward to that. SAmooth skin, sexy curves, soft words...but no, it was to Sir J She has sent me.

i came and he praised me.

Today i met him and his friend Sir S, who is 6' 4", 180 lbs and 8 3/4" long.

When he was done fucking me while i sucked Sir J's cock and came massively, he said, "you did well, sandra. I was able to fuck your mouth and then your pussy with my entire length. Of course, you might want to be sure when you drive home that you take a road with no bumps!" Shit could happen, indeed....

For anyone who is interested in the services of these two very nice, sexy and hard young men, either inbox me or "comment" me and i will tell you how to contact them. they are all man kinda men, very gay and very top. i am still straight, will always only love women, but they sure were hot!

The other shoe

Well, so now we know Miss Strange is on sabbatical, a well-earned change of pace for the beautiful Domme.

The other shoe falling will land the second week of March. i have been required to arrange a date with Sir J, he of the, "Are you my gurl? Will you obey Princessa?" fame.

Two hours with him, no Princessa in sight. Not on call. No lifeline. Just me and him.

And he is not into SM per se, so it won't be heavy duty domination. i am going to have to please him, but no force, no surrender, just, well, seduction and romance. As his gurl.

i will be allowed to orgasm; i have to once a month whether i want to or not (that's a joke, son). Princessa opined that i probably could not milk myself successfully, so the next best thing is to come while being (not acting) Sir J's gurl, coming as he wants me to while i give him pleasure.

Whole new ballgame. Batter up! Oh, i forgot, i am the catcher, aren't i?