Time's Running Out... Did A New Modem Fix It? Will The Call Happen? Questions... Questions...

Well, the first part of the question should've been easy to answer, but I had a feeling that things wouldn't turn out to be easy, and I was right. I exchanged my modem at the Comcast store and took it home, after making sure that I asked if there was any activation that needed to be done after the installation, even if it was a quick call to Comcast, it would've been OK. I was assured that no, I just "hook it up and go".

Well, I got home and hooked it up, and as soon as I plugged it in, the lights all started blinking in what looked like normal fashion. Easy, right? Wrong!

I went to the computer and up popped an activation screen. It said I needed to download a file and run the activation software. Unfortunately, when I tried to do this, it kept telling me that it couldn't connect to the internet. Not sure how I was able to get the Comcast screen if I had no connection to the internet, but if I tried to open my browser, it kept saying I had no connection. We won't go into detail about what I had to do to get up and running, but one system restore and a bunch of IP releases, renews, and cold reboots later, I was connected again and testing out the system. I have no idea exactly what happened, but was left wondering if the modem went out and somehow had corrupted my browser software. I do know that the modem was bad, and so I don't feel quite so stupid.

By the time I was done, it was almost time for me to see if the Stroke Princess was gonna be able to do a call. I wasn't able to reach Her all day, and so I had no idea if She was gonna be available or not. But sure enough, almost at 10 Eastern on the dot, my IM window lit up and it was Princess! Never a doubt, right???

We talked over a few things in IM for a short time, then it was time for the call. As we always do, a good portion at the beginning of the call was spent getting caught up with what each other was doing. I love this part of the call, because it makes me feel closer to Princess. We talk about lots of things, both good and bad, and laugh a lot about other things, but you already know this, I've told you in just about every post I write about our phone calls.

We had to do the call on Friday night, and not on Saturday, which was actually my birthday. But none of that really mattered, just making the connection with Princess was enough. She told me a few things about the party I had missed at Tease Time on Thursday night, and after I told Her that I felt bad that I had to miss my own party, She told me that we could have another one this coming Thursday, and that I should bring a big honking slice of cheesecake along for my slice of birthday cake!

And by the way, thank you BillyBear for the nice birthday message!

I also listened as She went on Amazon and bought me a birthday prezzie! How cool is that??? I'll tell you more about that after I receive it, but to have Princess Grace think enough of you to buy you a prezzie is unbelievably yummy! Thank You so much, Princess! ::hugs the screen::

Before too long, it was "Princess Pounce Time"...

I heard the change in Her voice and knew I'd better fasten my seatbelt, because the ride was about to begin!

The main part of Her pounce was the fact that I had been cumming on a regular schedule ever since She put me on the "Walkies n' Water Program". About 3 weeks ago, She changed it up on me, not letting me cum anymore, and that began a period of denial. No cage, just free will denial... She pointed out to me during the call (like I didn't realize it already) that it must be very hard to not be allowed to cum when I want to, after being allowed to once every other day or so. I had to pretty much agree with Her assessment of the situation.

The more She talked about it, the more needy and wanty I became. She kept me off balance by pushing my other fetish hot buttons along the way, and then it was right back to how bad it must feel for me not to be able to cum. I don't know how long we bounced back and forth between different fetishes of mine that She knows how to torture me about, but OMG She is sooooo good at it!

At one point, She even read me Her unreleased blogpost about mindfucking, and it is awesome to hear Her read that to you, knowing that She is mindfucking you the whole time anyway! Deeper and deeper She dropped me into subpace, until all I could think about was how much I wanted and needed to cum. I was ready to do anything She wanted to be allowed to cum just one time. Yes, I was that desperate...

"How badly do you want to cum, Honey Bunny? Enough to do anything I want?"

::giggles::

I was fucked! Shit! And I knew it!

"Princess, please... just let me cum this one time and I'll do whatever You want"

"You realize of course, that that means you might not be allowed to cum for a long long time.. maybe 6 months? Maybe more? Maybe back in the cage?"

I was really pathetic...

"Yes Princess.. I realize that and I don't care, please just let me cum tonight... Pleeeeeeeaaaassseee?"

A little voice in my head started sounding the alarm...

"jem, you fool... shut up before it's too late!"

But it was already too late... Princess sealed the deal by letting me cum, and I'll be making the payment later. She didn't say what the cost was, but I may even find out by Sunday night. Whatever it is, I have to say it was one of the greatest orgasms I have ever had, and one of the longest lasting too. Princess even remarked that it sounded long to Her too...

::giggles::

"That sounded like you enjoyed it, Honey! It went on for almost a whole minute!"

Then, with me still buried deep in subspace, She told me what my birthday homework was, which was that I was gonna be allowed to cum twice more on Saturday, but after that, It was back to waiting for Her to give me permission again. My head was still spinning, somehow thankful for the chance that I may never cum again. Don't ask me... I'm just the subbie here.

"Don't worry Honey, I have a plan for you..."

And then the call was over... we said our goodnights, and Princess told me that She prolly would not see me on my birthday, because She was preparing to play the Jello Queen at the Dance Party She was going to on Saturday, but that She may catch up with me on Sunday.

And on Saturday, I enjoyed my birthday, I came twice, and even though I have no idea what's in store for me next, I'm happy... I got to talk to my Stroke Princess... and it was wonderful.

Thank You for another great call, Princess! Your bitchass wuvs You!

little bitchass

It Seems Like Just Yesterday That I Posted Something... Oh Wait.. It WAS Yesterday, Wasn't It?...

My last post showed you the condition that the Stroke Princess' denial program has left me in. Well it didn't get any better at work yesterday, and it definitely didn't get any better last night. I did catch a break in that I didn't have to sit and watch any hotties at the gas station and since last night was not my walkies night, I didn't have to endure seeing those tanned legs and long, swinging ponytails on the walking track. The relief was short-lived though, because after I ate dinner, it was time to go to the Kink Chatroom for Ms Grace's Tease Time chat.

Bear with me because my notes are not too easy to read today, probably because my handwriting suffers when I'm doing more than one thing with my right hand at pretty much the same time.

I had just finished dinner and was sitting down at the desk when I noticed the orange button lit up at the bottom of my screen, letting me know I had an IM waiting. I opened it and, yep it was from who you think, and She was telling me that She had gone into the chatroom a bit early, and for me to stop in if I was around. So in I went. When Ms Grace invites me somewhere, I don't fool around doing other things, I'm there ASAP.

My first order of business after arriving in the chatroom is always to greet Princess and any other Mistresses, then I pick Princess up and give Her my customary TWIRLLLLL, which excites Her right off the bat. Well, maybe it doesn't excite Her so much as to make Her dizzy, but that's not what's important here. As long as She doesn't throw up, what's important is that I show Her I'm happy to see her when She's around.

The next thing I do is to respond to everybody who has said hello while I was occupied with Princess Twirling, and after that I say hello to the rest of the room. That is, unless they are on my shit list, in which case I right away drop an ignore on their ass.

Princess began the chat by pointing out that there were subs above Her on the room list, and that this wouldn't fly. The ones who were above Her had better leave the room and come back with a letter in front of their names that would drop them down below Her on the list. A few didn't, and Princess had to threaten one of them, who had asked for a phone call after chat, that if he wanted to talk to Her, he'd better get his name fixed like, yesterday. Out the door he went.

The name change thing became a problem though, as more and more people flooded into the room. At one point, Princess said "Fuck this!" and added a second Avatar, with the name 1_Princess. This put Her back on top of the list and it solved the problem very neatly.

BillyBear made his triumphant return to Tease Time last night. BB has been worn down to the point of catatonia by the slavedriving, insect overlords at his workplace, and he was only able to make it into Tease Time last night after changing his name to the_zombieBB. It wasn't long though before Princess had him energized again and tossing insults at Steph Marie (who was continually trying to dispatch him) and myself. Next week I'm going to have to start bringing my kitchen utensils with me again. It was good to see the little blue fuzzball again though. Tease Time is missing something when he's not there.

Now Princess revealed that She had a few new MP3s for everybody to listen to, and sent everyone to Her blog to listen to them as She posted the links.

The first one was more stroker oriented, and it was called "Stroke_addiction". I'll try to link it to her blog to save you the trouble of navigating over there, but if you are smart, you will already have Her blog bookmarked so you can keep up on what's happening in Princessland. I hope the link works for you. If not, go to Her blog and find it for yourself.

The second new MP3 was a lot more up my alley, and I even told Princess later that I felt like She was talking directly to me in it. It was more sissy oriented and was called "Sissy Mindcontrol". Princess pushed a lot of my hotbuttons with this one, but I still have a lot of hotbuttons left in reserve that She didn't push with it. I guess She didn't want to take the chance of scaring anyone else away. I'm sure She won't let the rest of my buttons remain unpushed for very long, especially since She knows what a needy pet I am at the moment.

The notes that I took during and after listening to the MP3s get a lot fuzzier and harder to understand. I know why that is, and it's because listening to her MP3s always drop me into subspace, and once I'm down there, I'm not much good for the next few hours. But I'll try to make sense out of what notes I have, but I'm not guaranteeing anything.

Princess knew exactly where Her MP3s had left everyone, but She still likes to ask how everybody is feeling, and then lets out one of Her trademarked giggles. The responses are usually mixed, ranging from coherent answers to ones that make you go, "HUH???" I can tell you that listening to them made me even worse of a mess than I was the past few days, if that was possible.

While we were still slackjawed and drooling, Princess started telling us about some of the fantasies that She enjoys thinking about for Herself.

One is loosely based on an MP3 She made called "The Cummie Bowl", only this cummie bowl was not a bowl, but more like a bathtub. I'll let your imagination work with this one, but Her slow and teasy description of sliding those yummy feet of Hers into the tub was giving me all kinds of bad thoughts.

She also told everybody how much She loves watching boys stroke. She also likes to hear them when they cum... that is, if She lets them cum. She then told everyone to get out their cocks and clitties, and imagine being in a circle around Her. Everybody was told to stroke or rub while She launched into one of Her devilish teases. She was undecided on whether to let us cum or not, because there were a few of us who she wanted to get on the phone before She would even think about giving permission. In the end, nobody got to cum, because Princess thought it would be unfair to the ones who already weren't being allowed.

A wave of frustration rippled through the chatroom, and I could picture the evil grin that must have been lighting up Princess' face.

After everyone sorta calmed down, we all got into a discussion of good seafood. Shrimpy was visibly nervous as we discussed how good lobster, crablegs, and yes, shrimp tasted. Then Princess brought up cheesecake, which makes me almost as wanty as Her denial program does. She knows how much I like cheesecake, and how much I'd love a few pieces... and worked me over with that just like She does with Her sexual teasing. If only I wasn't on Her water and walkies program....

A few last facts that you may not know about... Princess says that beer and cigarettes make a person's cum taste bitter. Did you know that?

She also revealed that She has a straw fetish. The straws have to be big and thick, but I'll let Her explain that one to you.

One last item, next Saturday is my birthday, and it's supposed to be a surprise for me, but I think there may be a party in the chatroom next Thursday night. I'm not 100% sure of that though, since I'm not supposed to know, but stay tuned...

As for me, I'm outta here, and will see you all next time.

Princess, Your bitchass wuvs Youuuuuuu....

little bitchass

Newsflash! A Change At Tease Time!

Well, it's probably old news by now, since I know of at least one blog that broke the story before I could scoop the Occasional Assassin. It doesn't help matters much that I'm posting about it 5 days after it happened, but bitchass has been busy.

The Stroke Princess decided to make a change to the show's format for a night, and She had Domina Amanda there to help Her manage a wild game of Truth or Dare. Ms Cassandra was present at the start of Tease Time as well, but had to leave before too long to go and take care of some other urgent matter. I think She had a dog to discipline. I'm not sure if he's housebroken or not, so maybe he peed on the floor or something.

Pretty much as soon as I got into the room, I was told I had to change my chatroom name to something starting with a letter later than "M". There's some kind of a bug it the chat client that is placing Mistresses down in the middle of the room list. They couldn't have a sub being on top of a Mistress, so I left and came back with the new name, "x_jem_of_the_jungle". I know it's not funny. I'm just reporting things from the notes I wrote down, OK?

Then, as soon as Truth or Dare was about to start, I was told that if I wanted to play the game, I now had to leave and add "player" to the front of my chatroom name. Out I went again, and now I was "player_x_jem_of_the_jungle". Again, not funny, but hey, it helps my word count.

Ms Grace started the game by going over the rules for the chatters. When you were chosen, you could choose either "truth" or "dare", with Princess Grace asking the "truth" questions, and Domina Amanda assigning the "dare" tasks. There were only a few souls brave enough to ask for a dare from Ms Amanda, but player_bankyboo and player_asia were a few of the ones who did. Asia was made to wear a pair of panties on his head until he was asked another question, which Potty had to have scoffed at as old hat... you know.. the "been there done that" thing. Banky was told to get on the phone with Princess Grace and fake a momentous woman's orgasm, and from what I heard, it was hilarious. Banky was probably more convincing at that than he was in his attempts to prove his manliness.

We had a chatter in the room named Molly, who seemed to want to play, but just couldn't wrap her head around the "leave and change your name" part. But she didn't let not having "player" tacked onto her name stop her, because she started helping out by answering other peoples questions when they were asked.

We also had a chatter who went by the name james696969, who was more intent on being an X-rated comedian than participating in the game. The game would've gone much smoother if someone had gagged him as soon as he first opened his mouth. I mean, if you want to play, sit back and play, but don't act like an ass and disrupt the game. That's being very disrespectful to the Mistresses trying to run the game.

Which also reminds me, I need to find out just what it was that tease_me_for_cash was on, because I sure want some of it for next week's chat.

As far as my involvement in the game, I thought it was kind of interesting that both of the questions I got asked involved buying stuff in sex shops.

Princess mentioned that the Truth or Dare format may either be continued as a feature in tease Time, or possibly even get it's own night. I liked the game, but at the same time, I also liked Tease Time in it's older format as well, so I'm hoping that the game will get it's own night. I hope if it does, that Domina Amanda continues to participate in it, because Her involvement added a whole new dimension to the game...

Fear!

LOL.... sorry Domina Amanda, I'm kidding! I totally enjoyed Your presence in the chat. I hope You and the Stroke Princess will form a team and make this a recurring event.

Well, I've about run out of notes, so that's it for this week's report, and I'll see y'all next time!

Princess Grace, You know Your bitchass wuvs Ya, don't Ya?

little bitchass

I Had The Good Fortune Of Being Able To IM With Princess Grace Yesterday...

We chatted about a lot of different things that have been going on, and there was quite a bit there to talk about, since I haven't been online or updating my blog very much these last few weeks, what with my air conditioning problems and being almost non-stop busy at work. I miss Her a lot when we don't get a chance to chat, and this time I felt guilty because it was my fault that we haven't chatted because I just haven't been around very much.

We had a great chat, but we had to wind it down because She had things to do, and I had to get back to work. But before we said goodbye, Princess gave me some homework. As you know if you have been keeping up with my blog (c'mon, it's not that hard, considering I've hardly been writing), Princess has had me drinking lots of water instead of soft drinks and doing an exercise walking program. I am walking for 30 minutes after work on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. As a reward for doing my walkies, I get to cum that evening after I get home. Well, this has been great, because except for the one time that we played "The Cummie Game", this is more than I have cum in a week since the time I became one of Ms Grace's pets. Well, yesterday, Princess decided that it was time to change things up.

At first I panicked, because my first thought was,

"Oh no, She's gonna cage me!"

I asked Her what She had in mind, and She told me,

"Not what you think.. ::giggles::"

She said that She wasn't gonna cage me right now, but that She would leave the possibility hanging over my head, and that She liked the idea of me not knowing where and when She was gonna tell me to put the cage on. Instead, Her instructions were to edge for Her 3 times last night while listening to Her MP3s, and edge 4 more times today and tonight, but neither night was I gonna be allowed to cum. She left it at,

"after that, we'll see about Thursday."

And so, I'm left to wonder what She has in store for me tomorrow. The uncertainty is driving me nuts, along with the frustration of edging to the point of almost cumming, and then stopping.

Then there was more homework... After explaining to me what She wanted as far as the edging goes, She also told me that She wanted me to write Her a little essay. I think the idea came to Her from a part of our chat, where we talked a little bit about the fact that in a couple of months, we will be celebrating the 2-Year Anniversary of the date She took me as Her pet, and how awesome the last two years together have been.

And so, the second half of this blog entry will be my essay, and it's focused on You, Princess, because it's gonna be about our relationship. Of course, everyone else is welcome to read it too... I don't think Princess Grace will mind.

"What I Think It Takes"

When I'm in the chatroom, other people will ask me, "Where's Princess?" or "Have you seen Princess?" I had never given this a whole lot of thought before, but while thinking about this essay, I realized that most of the people who ask me this recognize the fact that Princess Grace and I are close friends, and so they think that I must know where She is at any given time. I usually don't know any more than anybody else, but I will agree that our relationship is special, and different than what I've seen with most others. This thought led me to the main topic of my essay, which is, what do I do that's different from others who never develop such a close relationship with Her?

In the 2 years that I have been Ms Grace's pet, I have seen quite a few people come and go. It always amazes me to see the methods that some people use to try and impress a Mistress to the point where She will take them as a pet. I'm not gonna go into specifics here, but I am constantly left shaking my head at the things some people do to get a Mistress' attention, which to my mind can't help but torpedo their chances. Instead, all I'm gonna write about are the things that I try to do in order to be a good pet for Ms Grace.

The first thing I do is to try and understand the reality of the situation. I can picture a lot of people right now who probably fell out of their chairs hearing that, because I've been accused many times of not being able to separate fantasy from reality, but I'm not going to get into that here, except to say that everything I do, no matter if it looks extreme to others or not, gives me some kind of satisfaction and makes me happy.

The reality that I'm talking about is that I try to keep in mind that Princess Grace is a professional PSO, who makes a living taking phone calls from clients. Any interaction that might occur outside of the paid phone call is Extra Credit and totally by Her choice. I'm NOT talking about meeting Her in person, but She may choose to exchange IMs or emails with people, and the reasons could be anything from wanting to keep the client interested between calls, to doing it because She just genuinely enjoys interacting with them. What I do is to try to make sure that She truly likes interacting with me.

In any relationship, and even though this may be a different type of relationship, it's a two-way street. The expression, "You get out of a relationship what you put into it" is very true in this case. I try to understand what it is that Princess enjoys, what feeds Her needs, and give as much of it as I can to Her. If I know that She enjoys being in control, then I give Her control. If I know that She enjoys locking people up, then I am willing to be locked up. If I know that She does NOT like to be pushed into things, then I don't do things that push Her. If I know that She likes to laugh, I try to make Her laugh.

The key here is that I keep in mind that this is not "all about me". Instead, as I see it, it's "all about Ms Grace", and I am always seeing people who clearly think that Princess owes them Her attention on a silver platter. This amounts to "pushing", and it doesn't surprise me that these people may not get a whole lot of contact with Princess outside of phone calls.

I think that Princess enjoys the fact that I'm always "willing". I'm willing to do things for Her that give Her enjoyment or tickle Her Domme bone. I don't ever have to worry about Her asking me do things that could be overly dangerous, and because of that, I can truthfully say that I would do anything for Her that She asks me to do. I trust Her completely, and that's why I don't worry. At the same time, being totally willing to do anything She tells me to do scratches my subbie itch as well. What we do is work together, and it gives us both satisfaction. Again, it's a 2-way street, and I recognize that.

Princess Grace also has a personal life, outside of Her area of employment. On occasion, She needs to take care of Her personal needs, and in doing so, She becomes less visible at times. This causes many of Her pets to suffer from withdrawal, and I'll admit that I can be affected by it too, especially if it lasts for very long. But if I keep in mind what I said above, about this being "about Her", I will calm down and realize that She needs time for personal things too, and it doesn't help to keep badgering Her. Don't keep bugging Her about it, just leave it alone... She'll be back.

Lastly, I try always to treat Her with respect. There have been instances in the chatroom where people try to be clever and funny, and say things to Princess that you don't say to ANY woman, let alone a Mistress that you are trying to impress. What are they thinking? That this is gonna endear Her to them? Be clever, be funny, but above all, be respectful. Making Her not like you is not the best way to impress Her.

I don't claim to be the best pet around, or even an especially good one, but I know that I have enjoyed almost 2 years of this special relationship with Princess Grace, so maybe I'm doing a few things right. At least it works for me. I'm not bragging, but if you want to know why Princess is not giving you the attention that you're seeking, look at yourself in the mirror first.

With that, I'm gonna close out this post, and since tonight is Thursday, I'll see a lot of you at Tease Time tonight.

Princess, as always, Your bitchas wuvs You! See You tonight!

little bitchass

Well Let's See... Where Do I Start?

Before I start my report on last night's Tease Time chat, I wanted to tell you that I actually had a pretty good reason this time for not updating my blog in the past week. I live down here on the Gulf Coast of Texas, and for the past couple of weeks, the afternoon temperatures have been hanging in the mid to upper 90s, and since I'm close to the Gulf of Mexico, the humidity here will just beat the living crap out of you. I have been able to live with that in the past, as long as I could come inside and soak up some air conditioning when I needed it.

This is where the problems of the last week come in...

I had been noticing that my AC blower was starting to run more and more constantly, and it just wasn't keeping the place as cool as it should. Then, by last weekend, the blower would just never shut off. So, since I was not born into the Rockefeller family, I tried to diagnose and fix the fan problem on my own. I was spending a lot of time up in the attic in the evenings after work, and if you've ever been in a Houston attic in the summertime, you'll know how much fun that is. One thing it's good for is losing weight, but to be honest, the misery is just not worth it.

The good news is that I figured out what part was broken, but the bad news is that after looking at what was gonna be required to replace it, I decided to call in the experts. I am now the proud owner of a new furnace/AC unit, and quite a bit lighter in the purse. So besides being exhaused from sweating my ass off in the attic, committing to pay out 4 grand didn't leave me in much of a mood to write anything funny.

Explanation and rant over...

A couple of nights of cool air works wonders on your ambition level, and so I thought I'd write a little about the latest Tease Time. As you may or may not know, the Stroke Princess did not make last week's Tease Time because of some nasty computer gremlins. She made it in last night though, much to the delight of a roomful of needy-wanty chatters.

Princess filled us all in on a toy She is considering as Her new favorite. Before you get excited and fall over and die because you think She is abandoning the Aneros, breathe easier. The new toy is another type of Aneros, called the Aneros Progasm, and it's bigger and looks more like a cock than the original Aneros. I think Her next step will be to find some "volunteers" to try the thing out for Her.

Speaking of volunteers, I seem to have a lot of people who are trying to help me out by reminding Princess that I am presently not locked up, and they seem to think that it would be much better for me if I was. To my ever so helpful friends, I have one thing to say to you... STOP FUCKING HELPING ME! Princess took notice and mentioned that since I've been unlocked and cumming 3 times a week for a while now, that it might just be time to get back into the cage.

She also informed the chatrom that She is taking dance lessons. From what I gather, She's going to learn pole dancing, lap dancing, and strip dancing. It's just one more way for Her to drive us all nuts and send us to Wantland.

Bankyboo was in the room, and Princess Grace revealed plans to have him call one of the newer LDW Ladies, Empress Jill, and have him try to convince her that he is a real manly man. So far, his track record with convincing other Mistresses has not been so good, so we'll just have to wait and see how this goes. I hope Empress Jill has a good sense of humor.

Someone started talking in GeekSpeak, and Princess started getting hugely turned on by this. As you know, Princess adores geeks, and it's well known that She gets all hot and bothered by geeks and comic books, and has been known to cum spontaneously at the mention of Battlestar Gallactica. I tried getting her to cum by chanting BSG BSG BSG BSG, and I think it got Her really close, but I wasn't able to hear the telltale hiccup to confirm it.

Princess ended up the evening by teasing everyone with hot descriptions of Catwoman and Wonder Woman. I was OK until She started talking about licking in between the ass cheeks of Catwoman's leather outfit, after she got them all sweaty from climbing all over the place and whipping Batman into submission. I'l admit that I was wishing that Thursday nights were my cumming nights, but they aren't, and so I stayed frustrated.

The Stroke Princess was having so much fun teasing us to distraction, that She ended up distracting Herself and letting Tease Time run 15 minutes longer than the usual hour.

One last point, after Princess left the chat, I noticed that I seemed to have a lot of people asking me questions about cock cages and buttplugs. What's up with that? How am I supposed to know? Does everybody think I'm an expert on these things? Well OK, maybe I know a couple of things.... but geesh...

That's it for today, everybody, I'll see you all next time.

Princess Grace, as always, I'm so damn happy to be Yours and Your bitchass wuvs You to death!

little bitchass

Oh, there was one other thing I meant to mention... Princess told us in chat that She's getting a yummy new pair of boots, but I'll just let Her tell you all about those when She's ready.

Tease Time and I Was Wrong.. It IS As Dire As I Thought...

Last night's Tease Time started out like most others. The Stroke Princess arrived and everyone else in the room instantly got needy and wanty... including me... Of course, I had good reason to be... I don't do my walkies on Thursday, so I had not cum in over a day! I don't know what anybody else was needy and wanty about.

Talking about my walkies is a good lead-in to my next topic, which is, as usual, MsGrace. Princess has embarked on a workout program, and claims it's making Her feel really good. That's great news! When Princess feels good, the rest of us feel good. When Princess doesn't feel good, She occupies Her time by looking at Her massive keyring full of keys, and starts thinking about who's locked up and who's not. That's when She usually looks in Pantysue's direction.

Princess is also replacing all of Her food and drinks with bottled water. Now, I know from being on Princess' water program, that drinking a lot of water means a lot of extra trips to the bathroom, and She only has me drinking 5 glasses a day. With as much water that Princess says She's drinking, She must practically live in Her bathroom. Wonder if She has been taking Her calls from in there? I'll have to listen carefully on my next call and see if I can hear that rich reverb that makes everybody sound so good when they sing in the shower.

One mystery that I have to try and figure out was why Princess is acquiring a collection of umbrellas from Banky. Either She is expecting one heck of a lot of rain, or there is a new umbrella perversion starting up that I've never heard about. I'll have to ask Lucky about this because he knows a lot about obscure sexual perversions.

This brings us around to the reason for the title to this post. In my last post, I said I was having an attack of conscience about the way I had been treating the Incredible Half-pint. Well, I was wrong. BillyHulk came into the chatroom late, and proceeded to threaten and terrorize everyone. Well, at least he threatened me plenty of times last night. He might be tiny, but there's just no excuse for picking people up, throwing them around, and generally acting like an asshat, so I'm not gonna feel sorry for that diminutive dork anymore. Funny though, I noticed that he didn't try to pick up Princess and throw Her. I wonder why that was?

There was another chatter in the room last night who was fairly close to the same size as Shrinking Violet, and so billyHulk naturally gravitated over to our multi-legged friend, Tonydshrimp. Shrimpy is normally very mildmannered and polite, but billyHulk is obviously a bad influence on him. Maybe once billyHulk shrinks enough so that he's smaller than Shrimpy, then he won't hold as much sway over the Noble Shrimp.

As it was, billyHulk coerced Shrimpy to start climbing up Princess like She was Mount Grace or something. At one point, Little Green sunk a piton into my leg, so he could get a headstart on Shrimpy with his climb. Have you ever had somebody jab a sharp steel piton deep into your thigh? Well, let me tell you it hurts! And you wonder why I'm not feeling so compassionate after last night?

Well, the climb continued, with both the tiny crustacean and the language challenged mutant exploring the various hills and caves that they encountered along the way. Of course, Princess turned the climb into one of Her patented teases and before long everyone else in the room started to climb onto Her too. This got Princess a bit irritated, and so She cranked Her sex swing up close to the ceiling and only the two teenie-weenies were allowed to hang on. Eventually though, I think Princess started to get annoyed by the constant threats and mouthing off by billyHulk, and when an opportunity presented itself, Princess acted on it.

That opportunity arrived in the form of a new blogger, Betty Ross. For some unexplained reason, Betty has some kind of a warped attraction to billyHulk, and wants to hug and kiss him a lot.

Eeeeiiiiuuuwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Anyway, as soon as Betty got inside the door, Princess grabbed the little green turd by the ear and tossed him right at Betty. Betty made a very impressive backhanded stab and snagged billyHulk on the first bounce. Little hulkiewulkie is pretty much socially challenged, so instead of complimenting Betty on her nice catch, he instead reacted to her gesture by trying to stick one of his pitons into her forehead.

While all this was going on, Princess horrified Shrimpy by informing him that She had eaten a bunch of his brothers and sisters earlier that day for lunch. Even though he was stunned by Her revelation, I noticed that he didn't try to get down from his perch on top of one of Her Twin Peaks. I guess Shrimpy must have lots of unnecessary relatives. and can spare a few here and there.

And on that note, that's my report on this week's Tease Time. Be sure to visit next week's Tease Time with the Stroke Princess next Thursday night in the Kink Chatroom at 10 Eastern.

And as always Princess, Your bitchass wuvs You! Oh! Guess what???

little bitchass

Neener Neener Neener... Bet You Never Expected This...

Let's get right into it, shall we?

Last night was Thursday night, a scant one day after the momentous and long anticipated unveiling of my review of last week's Tease Time. I felt so bad about depriving my long suffering readers, and pledged to myself that I would get future reviews out in a more timely manner. Actually, that's not going all that far out on a limb, because making pledges in blogspace does not necessarily mean that you're gonna do what you pledge to do when it all comes down to it.

I was almost late getting into the Kink Chatroom, and even though I made it with a minute to spare, the Stroke Princess was already teasing the room before I could even make Her dizzy with my trademark "Princess Twirl".

Princess revealed early in the session that She had gotten Her nails painted purple, with a silver lines, which to those in the know, is an indication of Her Vampiratrix status. The silver line has some kind of signifigance, but I forget what it was, except that it looks really cool under the light of the full moon.

Someone in the room must have cut themselves shaving, because MsVampiraGrace seemed to pick up the scent of blood, and worked Herself and everybody else into a frenzy with a teasing play-by-play description of Her method of attack. By the time She got around to sinking Her fangs into anybody's thigh, nobody in the room was making much of an effort to get away.

Once the bandaids were passed out and the stray drops of blood mopped up, it was noted that Lucky is still intoxicated by the visitor map in Princess' blog. BillyBear suggested that Princess make a Map MP3 for Lucky at Her earliest convenience. I think Princess liked the idea, because that way She could embed some secret tracking software into the MP3 and track Lucky whenever he got the urge to hang out in the mens bathroom at the Walmart.

The topic got around to Ms Grace's favorite toy, the Aneros. I could not believe it, but there was a chatter in the room who went by the name of Robert, who apparently has been living under a rock. After going to countless Tease Times, he was somehow still unaware of what an Aneros was. For the rest of the time he was there, Robert made a relentless effort to get a free personal tease out of Princess centered around how he was gonna stroke with Her Aneros lodged firmly in his love tunnel.

We started to talk about Princess' new fitness walking routine. It turns out that Princess and I are going to be doing our walkies together. OK, maybe not together, since we live pretty far apart, but at least we will be doing our walking on the same nights. I was pretty excited that Princess and I would both be cumming three times a week, and maybe at pretty much the same time. That thought didn't last long, because She quickly pointed out that She was gonna cum whenever She felt like it, and it was more likely that it would be a bit more frequent than three times a week. As a matter of fact, She pointed out that She had already cum three times that day.

Super!

BillyInstigator picked up on the walkies topic, and helped me out by trying to convince Princess that I should do my walkies not only with an Aneros shoved up my ass, but also wearing the Ballet Boots From Hell. Is it any wonder that I am suing the Occasional Assassin scandal rag, and it's Liar-In-Chief, BillyBear? Anyway, MsGrace saw right through his scheme and recognized it for what it really was, which was a desperate cry for help. She realized that BillyBear was feeling left out and that he wanted nothing more than to get his own pair of ballet boots and start a walkies program in them.

The only thing BillyBear might want more than that is to have Butter Crisco and popping corn stuffed up his ass so he can make buttered popcorn for everybody the next time Princess shoves Her hot curling iron up there.

The evening's activities concluded with Princess describing her Tiara collection to the chatters. She has one of almost every color and style ever made, and rents a vault over at Ft Knox that she keeps them in.

A little known Princess fact came to light when Ms Grace revealed that She used to have a real halo, but that it slipped down and now She wears it as an ankle bracelet. I swear to God that's true! Ask Her if you don't believe me!

Pantyspike was a no-show last night, which was a huge letdown, because she had been slated to do a self-piercing demonstration using her sainted Grandpa's legendary railroad spike. Well, maybe next week...

The failure of Canadian Guy to appear at Tease Time again was a huge disappointment to me. I was hoping that he would start attending the chats more regularly, because he provides a Canadian counterpoint to Shrimpington Q Shrimp's crustacean humor. The only reason I can see for CGs absence was that last week, Pantyhose and him were hitting it off pretty good in chat, and they may have been spending some quality time together last night. I've heard that Canadian Guy is a pretty good nut kicker.

All too soon, the hour was up, and the Stroke Princess was saying Her goodbyes to everyone in the room, and getting ready to leave so she could torture poor Tease into buying her that new BMW. It's amazing how quickly one hour flies past when You're enjoying some time with the Stroke Princess.

Princess, thank You for another wonderful Tease Time, and as always, Your bitchass wuvs You!

See you all next time!

little bitchass

Well It's That Time Again!

Yes, time to give you a little reminder and also to bore you with a few other things.

OK, the reminder is first! For anyone who is not partially or fully comatose, you probably already know that today is Thursday, and all of you Stroke Princess fans know what that means. In case you don't, it means that Ms Grace, Cockteasing Bitch and Mindfucktress Extraordinaire, will be on Talkshoe tonight doing Her weekly Provocatalk Show. Showtime is 10PM Eastern. Tonight is Episode III, and your guess is as good as mine as to what Princess Grace is gonna talk about tonight. But no matter, just show up and it'll be good. Princess never disappoints.

I heard from a certain blue CareBear today that the little Talkshoe widget thingies on our blogs seem to be broken at the moment, and so you may not be able to use those to get to Talkshoe. And don't complain to me about it, if it's broken, it's either something on Talkshoe's end, or BillyBear was lying his bright red ass off to me. Not my fault, OK???

So just go to http://www.talkshoe.com/ and sign on. If you haven't registered yet, do that first. It's free and it's easy to do. Once you get in, you can do a search using Princess Grace, and it should point you to a button for Her show. Open the chatroom and open the streaming audio, and you should be in business. If the software crashes, don't blame me, I didn't write it. I explained this already in an earlier post, so that's all you're getting. I'm at work so I can't be hanging around here for too much longer.

As for me, I'll just give you a little update about what's been happening in my little world.

Today marks Day 26 of my most recent lockdown in the CB 2000. I've been trying not to let thoughts of the cage consume me, and I've been pretty successful in that this time around. Part of the reason is that I've been keeping busy, and part is that I was able to get the best combination of spacers this time, and the cage has never fit better. I know this is hard to believe, but I'd actually lost count of the number of days it's been, and had to look back in my blog to my last call with Princess to find out. But I don't mean to say that I don't know constantly that I have the cage on, just that I'm not letting it consume all my thoughts like it did the last go around, and I haven't even come close to having any tender parts try to pull through the rings. I still know it's there every time I move, but it's just not as uncomfortable as it was every other time that I've worn it. It still pinches me, and it's a huge pain to keep clean, but it's worth all of the inconvenience because it always reminds me of the reason it's there, which is Princess. I'm still no less needy and wanty than last time, and I want out of it in the worst fucking way. I hate this fucking cage, but I love wearing it for Princess. I don't expect anybody to understand that, but it's true.

I got the ballet boots that I showed you the picture of in a previous post, but haven't had a whole lot of chances to wear them to get used to them.... if that's even possible. The first time I wore them, I couldn't stand up unless I kept my legs bent a little at the knee. If I tried to straighten my legs it hurt really bad. I asked my GG friend about that, and she says it's normal, and that it takes a while for the muscles and tendons to stretch. She says I could sleep in them and it would prolly help a little. Perfect!

Oh, the Points of Intrigue also arrived, but I haven't installed them yet, partly because Princess will tell me when it's time, and partly because with the cage fitting as well as it it with no pulling out, I'd hate to mess things up by putting those in right now. I'll wait and see what Princess decides on that.

Let's see.. what else? Oh... I've posted the first of Corruptrix' diary entries here, and I have no idea when the next entry will be. She got herself all worked up and depressed while she wrote the last one, and disappeared for a few days after she wrote it. I have no idea where she went, but I kept an eye on the newspapers and watched CNN a lot to see if any disasters were happening anywhere. She's back in town now, and I'm not even gonna ask.... I do know that she has been having some trouble with that Angry Goth Fucking Princess girl and WolverBilly, and that she even had a little run in with Lucky. Nobody has gotten hurt yet, so I guess that's a good thing. I think she just has a bad day every so often.

Well, I think that's enough for today, and I think I'll get back to work so I can get home in time to do some more practicing on my Breadstick Dance. I have a feeling I'm gonna be having to do an especially good version of it for the Stroke Princess this time.

See You tonight on Provocatalk, Princess! Your bitchass wuvs You!

Bye for now, everybody!

little bitchass

Provocatalk On Talkshoe, Episode 2

After a one week hiatus from Tease Time, the Stroke Princess returned to Talkshoe last night for Episode 2 of Her wildly popular program. Only thing is, it doesn't seem to be called Tease Time any more. Now it's Provocatalk. Welcome back Princess! Thanks for the heads-up on that name change!

::giggles::

I've gotta say, for it only being Her second show ever, and having to deal with distracting software difficulties most of the night, Ms Grace did another wonderful job, and She sounds as good or better than She ever has!

I have a couple of little vents to make first, however...

Whoever came up with the idea for how the chat window in Talkshoe Pro would be formatted has either never been in a chatroom in his life, or else just has his head stuck in his ass all the way up to his shoulders. It's a freakin' unbelievable pain in the ass to try and keep track of the conversation in this format, especially if there are more than about ten chatters in the room at the same time and trying to talk. I hope you're listening... What the fuck were you thinking, YOU STUPID MORON???

Uhh... sorry...

Add to this piece of shit formatting the fact that the software seemed to be freezing up on Princess and others most of the night, and you can see why I'm praising Princess so much for the way She handled Herself. (Go ahead and laugh at the unintentional pun if you want... I did...)

Even BillyBear, who constantly brags about his dumb old MAC, was getting frustrated beyond belief. I was in an IM with him at one point during the show, and BillyBear commented that the Talkshoe Pro software was the only software to ever freeze up his MAC. I would normally have busted a gut laughing at him for that, but I felt kinda sorry for the chubby little blue critter, and so I kept my mouth shut.

I'm just hoping there's gonna be some bug fixing done on the Pro software before too very long.

We also had a couple of new chatters in the room who clearly must not have been able to hear what Ms Grace was talking about, because they insisted in trying to ram through their own agendas, which had nothing whatsoever to do with the topic Princess was talking about. Please people, when you come into the chatroom, listen first and pick up on the topic before you go spouting off about your upcoming makeovers or whether or not Princess wants to fuck you in the ass through your pantyhose. And if you do decide to bring up a change of subject, if your suggestion gets ignored, don't try to keep pushing it through over and over. There's prolly a very good reason why it got ignored in the first place! Geeesh!

Now that the venting is out of the way, I'll tell you a few more things, and then show you how you can go and listen to the replay for yourself.

Princess had a very special guest call in to the show, the lovely and talented Domina Amanda. It was a pleasure listening to these two awesome Mistresses going back and forth, sharing experiences and techniques, and the conversation was downright erotic and uhhh.. stimulating the whole time. Not good for the caged amongst us, but I mean that in a very good way. There was even some talk of Princess Grace and Domina Amanda doing some more two-Mistress calls together, and I think poor Pantysue may be one of their next vict..... errr.... callers. Good luck with that, Pantysue! It was nice knowin' ya, sis!

We also had a first-time caller named Lestat call in, and I think he had no idea what kind of a program he was calling in to. He seemed at first to be a little confused, but maybe that's common for vampires, since most of them prolly don't have much room for computers in their coffins, and so maybe don't know a whole lot about PSOs and sexually oriented chatrooms. But Lestat picked it up quickly, and he seemed to be having a great time. I must say though, that even though he's a big famous vampire and all, I think he more than met his match in Princess Grace and Domina Amanda.

Well, that's about all I have time to write this week, but if you would like to hear Provocatalk Episode 2 in it's entirety, there is a Talkshoe widget over on the righthand sidebar of this blog. Just click on "Select a Past Episode", and fasten your seatbelt, because these two Mistresses are definitely capable of taking you on the ride of your life!

And be sure to watch Princess Grace's blog for some future surprises at Provocatalk, that may... and I'm just sayin'... MAY... include more frequent appearances by Domina Amanda!

Your bitchass wuvs You, Princess!

Later, everybody!

little bitchass

Tease Time With Princess Grace Is On Talkshoe!

Well, it finally happened... the Stroke Princess took Her regular Thursday night Tease Time chat to Talkshoe this week. And, for any of you who don't know what I'm talking about, well... any more than usual, let me explain it as I see it. Remember, I'm new with this application too, so don't jump all over me if I screw up with the explanation.

Talkshoe is a way to combine both a text chatroom with a streaming audio channel, so that you can play in the chatroom at the same time as the show's Hostess is talking to you live. The program also has the capability of allowing people to call in to the Hostess by phone, and everyone else listening can hear both halves of the conversation. It really is very neat. And, as an extra added attraction, which will help me a LOT with my revues, is that the audio portion of the show is recorded, so you can play it back as many times as you can stand being teased by Princess' yummy voice!

To participate, you have to go to http://www.talkshoe.com/ and sign up. It is free and only takes a few minutes. You need to make up a username that you're gonna go by in the chatroom, choose a password, and provide a PIN number, which is the phone number of the phone you'll be calling in on if you should choose to call.

Once there, search for Princess Grace, and you will be taken to her page. You can continue to use the web based application, but you can also download a "Pro" version. This is also free, but I haven't tried using it yet, and so I can't tell you if it makes any big differences or not. If anyone has anything pro or con to share about the different versions, send me a comment, as I'm sure it will be helpful to others trying to decide what to do.

As for my own experience using the web based application, I had some problems at the start of the chat. I was already logged into the chatroom when Princess started the audio portion, and I could not hear Her until I backed out of the chatroom and came back in. Shortly after that, I found I could not type anything into the chat window, and everything seemed to freeze up, and since I wasn't sure what was going on, I backed all the way out of Explorer and came back in. After logging back in, I was good to go for the rest of the night, but I saw that others had problems similar to mine throughout the chat, including Princess Grace.

While I'm at it, another way to get to Princess Grace's page in Talkshoe and play back Her shows has been added over on the right sidebar of my blog. See it? All you have to do is click! How cool and easy is that???

One of the first things that happened after Princess got the program rolling, was a call into Tease Time by none other than Princess Grace's needy and wanty pet, Pantysue. This is a really cool aspect of the show, and I'm looking forward to hearing some of the other people who I've been chatting with in LDW Space for so long now. Pantysue is still desperate to cum, and can't wait to get her feet into a really devillish pair of ballet boots! And she knows that since Princess already made me buy a pair, she is sure to be next on the list! Pantysue, I'm sure you'll love them, and what's even cooler, is that I won't be the only one who'll be crippled and crawling to the bathroom or to the refrigerator! Maybe this will catch on, and Princess will even have Billybear or Lucky wearing them!

Ms Heather dropped by to help Princess celebrate Her first Talkshoe show, and when She called into the show, the two Mistresses got into a lively and very informative discussion centered around the topic chosen earlier, which was "Fantasy vs Reality" or... "Why Jemmie is Nuts". I've acquired a lot of firsthand knowledge on this subject, and have gotten a lot of "helpful suggestions" from other people in the past year or so, and it was great to hear the topic discussed from the point of view of the PSO.

The time flew by and before I knew it, the chat was over. Thanks go to Ms Heather for dropping by, Your conversation with Ms Grace was really entertaining to listen to, and it came across that You Both were having a blast!

Thanks also to all the chatters who came and participated in the show! I hope you all had as good a time as I did!

And to Princess Grace, the Stroke Princess, the Mindfucktress, the Tormentrix, the Super Cockteasing Bitch, and best of all my Mistress, I'm really happy that the first show went so well. Even though there were some technical difficulties, those will be ironed out and the show should just get better and better as everybody gets more familiar with the software.

As always, Princess, I'm so proud to be Yours and can't wait for the next show!

Enjoy Your vacation next weekend and come back safe and sound... with no marks! Wuv You!

See y'all next time!

little bitchass

Saturday Night Fever... Sunday Morning Coming Down...

I'd been a little down the past couple of weeks. It'd been wayyyy too long since my last phonecall with the Stroke Princess, and before I could get the next call arranged, something happened in RealWorld that had largely closed my window of opportunity to call. We had originally planned for a call next weekend, and Princess was going to decide what She wanted to do to me during the call. But fate intervened, and the calling window got flung wide open a week early, so I scrambled to get ahold of Princess to try and arrange the call. I couldn't reach Her on Friday night, and it was beginning to look bad for Saturday night as well. I really started to think that my opportunity was wasted when midnight came and went, and still no word from Ms Grace.

In my last IM of many to Her that day, I had told Her that I would be able to do the call at any time of the night, it didn't matter how late, and I left my home and cell numbers so She could wake me up if I fell asleep. I've never had a wake-up call from Princess before, but I understand that She enjoys catching you in that "I just woke up and I'm stupid" state. Eventually, I got a short IM from Princess letting me know that a call was running long, and wanting to know how long was I gonna be up.

Now, as needy for a call that I had been for the past week, I wasn't about to tell Her that I was going to bed and we'd have to reschedule for next weekend, so I told Her I'd be ready any time as long as it was TONIGHT! And so, I played around on the computer for another hour or two, and was about to go lay down for a nap, when I was startled by the ringing of the phone. Sure enough, Princess was on the line. Never a doubt!

We had a lot of catching up to do on things, and talked a lot about blogs, prezzies, Her vacation plans, and also the newest thing, Talkshoe, which I mentioned in my last Tease Time Report. Eventually we got around to the play part of the call. Now, if you think that Princess Grace ever forgets anything you tell Her, just get that idea out of your head right now. In the week before we settled on when I was gonna call Her, I had mentioned to Her that it had been so long since we had last played, that I kinda felt like I was slipping away from Her (which was a stupid thing to think, I know, but that's what happens when I don't call in awhile). Don't make this mistake or I guarantee that you will pay for it.

Since Princess had not had any time to plan where She wanted to go with me, She fell back on what She knew (ie: everything) about my kinks and interests, no matter how insignificant they might've seemed when I mentioned them to Her. And so, next thing I know, I'm being shown a really scary looking pair of locking ballet boots, and being told to order them. If you've never seen these boots before, they look like this:


When the subject of ballet boots had come up in the past, we had both talked about how sexy they looked, and how it looked almost impossible to stand up in them, let alone walk in them. Princess had joked that She should make me get a pair and wear them for all my calls. That way, if She sent me to the bedroom to get a toy, or to the kitchen for some ice, I might just have to crawl through the house to do it. That image made me roar with laughter. That is, until She told me to buy them NOW!

Super...

Then, Princess took what I had told Her about slipping away, and turned it squarely back against me. She started talking about the cage. yes, "the cage", the dreaded CB2000 from Hell... the same one that was my pink plastic prison for 78 days near the end of last year. Princess came right out and tried to get me to admit that I wanted to get back into it again. Now this may surprise you, and I thought it might surprise Princess too...

"Ummm.. no, Princess, I can't lie to You, I really don't want to wear it..."

To be honest, my answer had surprised me. But She wasn't surprised in the least! As a matter of fact, She fucking laughed at me!

"I'm not surprised, honey" ::giggles:: "Nobody who has been locked up for as long as you were wants to get back into the cage again."

"But thinking of that, you've been free for a long time, and since I don't want you slipping away from Me any more, I think you need to wear something physical that will keep giving you little reminders of your Mistress. The collar does that, so does the tattoo, but there's nothing quite like a cage to keep Me on your mind, night and day!" ::giggles::

And so, with that, She pounced...

She started another of Her awesome teases on me... She talked about bondage... restraining me... making me wear the ballet boots... stretched tight with a chain hanging from the ceiling... flicking me with Her new pink and black flogger... Building the intensity more and more, as only Princess Grace can do it, until finally...

"How much do you want to cum for Me, baby? Tell Me! Tell your Mistress how much you want to cum! Say it louder! Come on honey... scream it for Me! That's a good girl! Scream it louder! How bad do you want to cum for Me???"

I don't remember too much about how I was responding here, because I had been sunk into subspace since the very second She pounced. I think I got pretty loud, but you'll have to ask Her to find out. Let's just say that I told Her yes.. I would kinda like to cum...

"That's it, honey! Now cum for your Princess! CUM FOR ME!!!"

I would imagine that the feelings at this moment are prolly universal to all of us pets. Feelings become amplified. Tunnel vision sets in. This is it! The BIG RELEASE! Time stands still until the feelings start to recede like a wave heading back down the beach. Then it's over.

Once I had gotten my breath back, Princess started back in, telling me to go clean up, get the cage, bring it back to the phone with me, and put it on. I told Princess that I didn't have a lock that I could use, except for the serialized plastic locks. That ploy didn't work, because Princess informed me that the plastic locks would be fine for now. But it also meant that I was going to have to take a picture of the lock on the cage, and email that to Her. She said that She might want to verify the serial number with another picture in the next couple of days.

In the meantime I was told to order a new brass lock, and as another example of Princess never forgetting what you tell Her, I also have to order another devious little item. This comes from another thoughtless admission to Princess quite a while back, when I told Her that I could pull myself out of the back end of the cage. This was only to make washing myself easier, but Princess saw the possibility of illegal cummies while I was out. Now this was months ago, but She now has me ordering the "Points of Intrigue", and when both those and the new lock arrive, we'll cut off the plastic lock, install the Points of Intrigue, and install the new lock. Princess didn't say it, but I assume that my keys will be mailed to Her soon after that.

So after a little more conversation, the call was history and we said our goodnights. After some sleep, it really sunk in that I was actually locked back up again. For how long? Princess wouldn't tell me. ::sigh:: But before I close the post, I want to touch on something regarding chastity cages.....

I'm constantly reading forum posts or chatroom conversation where someone pleads with a Mistress to lock him or her into a chastity cage of some sort. I suspect that most of the people who ask for this have never been locked up for very long, or more likely have never had the pleasure at all. I can understand this though, because I was more or less the same way before I got locked up for almost 3 months. By the end of that lockdown I had to break and cry before She would let me out. All I want to say to those people is that wearing a chastity device for more than about a week at a time is not as easy as it sounds. Think hard before asking for it, because you'll find out that long-term lockup is not quite the fun fantasy that you think it is now. If you can put up with the hygiene issues, the discomfort, and the lack of erections or orgasms, then by all means go for it. But bottom line is, be careful what you wish for.

But the good part is, the harder the task, the more satisfying it is to do it, especially if you're doing it because it pleases Princess.

I don't think I've mentioned this yet, but I wuvs my Tormentrix, Princess Grace!

See you next time!

little bitchass

Is It Still Thursday? I Didn't Think So...

OK, so it's Saturday... I know... but if it WAS still Thursday, I'd say,

Tonight, the Stroke Princess "graced" us with Her presence in the Community Kink Chatroom for Her weekely hosted chat, Tease Time. Princess has been slowly recovering from some kind of bug, but if She was still feeling any ill effects, She sure didn't show it. Princess would have to be on Her deathbed to miss or even give less than 100% of Herself to these chats.

Everyone was happy to see Ms Grace when She came in, and there was even a contingent of other LDW Mistresses there, anxious to participate with Her in Her chat. Even Ms Ally was there, although She was kinda quiet, prolly because She had Her hands full with the everyday running of the LDW Empire. It used to be that Tease Time was pretty much a solo effort on Princess' part, but now, each week there seems to be more and more other Mistresses coming in to watch. Just goes to show you how well thought of Princess is in these parts!

After everyone finished exchanging greetings, except for me that is, since Princess missed my twirl ::roll::, we all launched into a freewheeling chat. To be honest, because there were so many different conversations going on all at once, the chat was very hard for me to follow, and I really can't recall everything that got talked about. We talked a little about how Princess had been knocked for a loop by that mean ol' flu bug, and everyone was ecstatic that She has recovered and is back to work taking calls and doing Tease Time for us.

There were some pantysniffers in the crowd tonight, believe it or not... and the topic rolled around to that sometimes pungent pasttime for awhile, with everyone getting their licks in. With the other Mistresses in attendance along with all of us pervs, it made for a nice balance of sniffers and sniffees in the room. We had to keep holding back WolverBilly, because he kept trying to sniff Princess' panties, and his razor sharp claws could've spelled disaster for Ms Grace's intimate parts. He was forgetting one important thing about Ms Grace though, because it's well known that She only wears panties for the most special of occasions. She prolly won't even wear them at our upcoming wedding.

Speaking of which, I also found out from Princess during Tease Time, that the new prophet I told you about in the previous post had made yet another bold prognostication to Her. He predicted that he, Pantysue, and myself, would be making a road trip up to see Princess Grace on the prophet's birthday. (I think it was on the prophet's birthday... maybe it was Princess' birthday, but you get the picture...) Only problem was, he seemed to get a little squeamish thinking about all the nonstop girltalk that would be going on in the car, and so he decided that he'd be better off flying, and we could drive and meet him at Princess Castle. I'm thinking that the real reason is that Pantysue's perfume might be a little too strong for him.

Steph Marie came in, looking to see if her crew of nanites was making any headway on turning WolverBilly's fur a bright shade of fushia. The lighting in the room wasn't the best, but a few of us were pretty sure that some patches of his fur were looking a tiny bit pinkish. We'll just have to wait and see how this develops.

Princess made 3 new MP3s and brought them with Her tonight. Those Jello Shots will get rid of a scratchy throat every time! It was too bad I was having trouble with the computer and only was able to listen to the first one all the way through. I went into the future and straightened the problem out on Saturday, and listened to the other two before coming back here to Thursday to resume this report. (Geesh... how do I get myself into these situations?)

The first MP3 was called "Cucks Slut Wife", and was about a hubby who is a little upset at his wife because of some interesting text messages he found on her phone. I'm sure from reading the title, you have an idea what the messages were about. mmmmmmmm....

The next MP3 was called "The Test", and was about a guy who is tested by his girlfriend's sister. This one made me soooo squirmy thinking of Princess in a sexy skirt and pantyhose... OMG this one was hot!

And last but certainly not least, the third MP3 was called "Taking Away More". This one, which was this writer's favorite (maybe for painfully obvious reasons), was about a guy who gave his girlfriend complete control over everything he did, and it turned out to be a "be careful what you wish for" scene. After this, I'd NEVER in a million years give anybody total control!

As the chat wound down towards it's conclusion, a troublemaker by the name of Black_Flagg came into the room. He'd heard somewhere that my distant cousin Zorak from the insect side of my family was in town, looking to possibly relocate here from Egglanta. Zorak's pretty famous around the entertainment world because he used to have a job as The Bandleader on Space Ghost's talk show, "Space Ghost Coast To Coast". He's pretty much of a wiseguy for a bug, and he's usually pretty disagreeable to be around. We ARE sorta family though, so I left the room to go make a phonecall, and within a few minutes, Cousin Zorak barged in, wanting a piece of that Flagg guy. It was about to get ugly, but Flaggy developed a leak in his shower and had to run and take care of that, so as it turned out there would be no bloodshed tonight at Tease Time. This is a good thing, because Princess gets a funny gleam in Her eye whenever She sees blood on somebody.

Oh, speaking of Cousin Zorak, while I was writing this, I found a picture in our family album of him sitting on the set of the Space Ghost show with his little nephew Raymond and I dug it out to show you. Take a look and see if you can spot the family resemblance...


And so, that's the Tease Time Report for this week. Tune in again next week so I can write more about how much I wuvs my way cool Mistress, the Mindfucktress Extraordinaire, the Stroke Princess, Ms Grace!

See you all next time! Now it's time for my medication.

little bitchass

Princess Grace Seemed To Be In A Wonderful Mood For Her Tease Time Chat...

The Stroke Princess came into the Community Kink Chatroom last night ready to squeeze n' tease! And She wasted no time getting started. Almost as soon as we all exchanged our hellos with Her, She started in with one of the boys about the nice red panties that She was wearing to go along with Her nice new red nightie! By the time She was done with him, She had him virtually feeling just about every inch of Her Heavenly Body.

Of couse, that boy wasn't the only one affected, I'm sure. I can only speak for myself, but I was noticing some fit problems in my own panties after a few minutes of that. A couple of times I had to cover my eyes so I wouldn't be overstimulated. As the need and want kept building, Princess then started to talk a little about the contract that She's gonna write and make me sign sight-unseen. She was angling to get some suggestions from the chatters as to some more things that She might add to the contract. All She has to do is mention that damn contract and I'm going down into subspace, so needless to say, it didn't help my needy-wanty condition even a little bit.

Luckily (oh dammit! ::ka-ching::), the only suggestions She got that I saw were from BillyBear, and that's all we'll say about that, because I'm hoping She didn't hear those. And so, on we went into other topics!

There were no new MP3s to listen to during the chat, although Princess sent a few boys off to Her blog to listen to Her latest MP3. As usual, those poor fools came back to the chatroom in a semi-conscious state, and doing an awful lot of whining and moaning. I'm not complaining about no MP3s though, I adore Her when She does them, and I adore Her when She doesn't!

Speaking of moaning, Princess, I wish You'd be more careful with Pantysue and more considerate of Your other pet's sleeping hours. The moaning and shrieking coming from Pantysue during her call the other night kept me awake for half the night. It wasn't so much that I wanted the sleep, it was more of a jealousy thing that it wasn't me doing the moaning. But then again, You're the Mistress here, and You can do whatever You please! Forget I even mentioned it! No, really.... I'm OK..... eeeeeep....

We once again learned a little more about Ms Grace's personal likes and dislikes during the chat. It turns out that She admitted to liking McDonalds food, except for the french fries. She said She stays away from those because they might stick to Her already perfect ass. Now, I on the other hand, am always complaining about not having any ass to speak of, and so I figure that in the next few weeks I'll be trying out Her theory and eating enough McD's fries to add a little to my humps, my humps. But I digress... it was great of Princess to share, and it's always good to know more about your Mistress.

Near the end of the chat, quite a few of the chatters began to suggest that they would kinda enjoy being able to stroke for the Stroke Princess. Princess was moved by this display of affection and decided with 4 minutes left in chat, that She would let everybody stroke or rub for the rest of the chat. Nobody had to be asked twice and so out came the clitties and cocks, and much lubing and touching was had by all. Princess guided us along with Her amazing stroking techniques, and had worked everybody into a frenzy, when all of a sudden, She said,

"Awwww... you all know what time it is, right?"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Yes, it's 'take your hands away time' ::giggles::"

::groannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnssssssssssssss::

Now that would've been that, except for one wonderful little thing that Princess rewarded me with, and made the rest of the chatters hate my guts. I had been given some homework during my last call with Princess, which was buying some very special pantyhose that I was supposed to wear to work. Well, I had sent her a quick IM earlier in the evening to inform Her that I had gotten the pantyhose in the mail that day. So, She rewarded me for getting them by giving me Her special permission to cum that night before going to bed. Everybody else was sent home empty-handed! I had just gotten let out of the CB2000 on Saturday night, and was allowed to cum then, and She also let me cum once on Sunday, but after that it was back to "no cummies". After not cumming in so long, I wasn't quite ready to stop yet, and so Her permission last night was very much appreciated! To everybody who wasn't allowed, neener neener neener... It felt wonderful!!!

As a side note, I'm wearing those pantyhose as I sit at work on my lunch hour writing this blog entry, and OMG, I have to REALLY be careful about my pantlegs riding up too high. I had a surprise meeting this morning, and those pantyhose made me think a LOT about Princess during the meeting!

I've also been locked all this week into the beautiful new collar that Princess sent me, and I'm loving how it looks and how it feels, not to mention what it represents! And as Princess keeps reminding me,

"Wait until you sign that contract! ::giggles::"

Thank You so much Princess, You are ALWAYS awesome!

Oh yeah... did I mention I wuvs my Mistress? Well I do!

little bitchass

P.S. If anybody has anything else from the chat that I left out and you think should be included, send it along to me and I'll add it to the post! I do tend to focus more about the things that affect me and sometimes forget to add other stuff. But hey! It's my blog, right??? LOL

My Call With Princess Grace... Part 2... Princess, Are You Sure You Sent Me The Right Key?...

This is Part 2 of the post I started last night, recounting the call I had with Princess Grace. If you haven't read Part 1 yet, read that one first!

As we open, we find our Mistress and Her pet dealing with a stuck lock on the CB2000 cage that Princess wants Her pet to take off...

"Oh shit, did I really send You Pantysue's key by mistake? No, I couldn't have. I tore the paper with the key taped onto it from your note that you sent me. It's got to be the right one. Keep trying but for God's sake, don't break the key off!"

I couldn't help but to laugh because of the irony of what was happening... Here I was, the Stroke Princess was allowing me to unlock after 78 days in the cage, and now the damn key doesn't work!

Princess chimed in with a helpful observation...

"Maybe this is a sign that maybe we should've gone for 80 days after all"

"Ummm.... I think the lock is just jammed, Princess, let's not add the extra days on just yet, OK? Let me keep trying... sheeesh!"

"Well, go get some WD40 or something, and spray it into the lock to loosen it up. Maybe get some big wire cutters too in case you have to cut the pin on the cage off"

So, I had to pull my skirt back down, and make a trip out to my garage, hoping that the nextdoor neighbors weren't out front, and get my trusty can of WD40. I also got my trusty 3in1 oil, and since I of course could not find my big wire cutters, also brought back a pair of trusty small wirecutters and a couple of trusty big pairs of pliers.

"OK Princess... I got all my trusty stuff with me... I'm spraying some WD40 into the keyhole now"

I do SOOOOO love getting WD40 all over my fingers and having to smell it the rest of the night, and I said that outloud so Princess could hear it.

"I don't know sweetie, I have always kinda liked the smell of WD40. ::giggles::"

Super. I kept working the key, but nothing was breaking loose. So after I noticed that there was no up and down movement on the bail of the lock, I took the trusty pliers and squeezed down on the trusty bail a few times until I thought I felt it move a little. I tried the key again...

"Still nothing, Princess"

"OMFG... I can't believe after planning everything out, the one thing I didn't plan on happens!"

"Putting some more WD40 into the lock, Princess"

"Don't break off the fucking key!"

I sprayed enough WD40 into the lock to de-rust a battleship, but when I tried the key again, it still didn't work. I began to have visions of having to replace part of the cage, because I was sure enough gonna be cutting or smashing something soon. And then,

::SNICK::

"OMG Princess! It opened!"

"Oh, thank God! Take off the lock and the cage before something else happens! And then take the lock and just throw it away. It might be free now, but it's got bad kharma! Get rid of it and I'll throw away the second key"

"OK Princess... everything's off... lock and key are in the trashcan"

And so, after 78 days, I was finally free of the cage. You can't believe how different and strange it feels after taking it off, and also how good it feels to finally be able to touch and feel again.

"Good! Now before we go any farther, I want you to go and take a washcloth and clean yourself up so there's no WD40 left on anything"

So I did. And when I got back, I realized that Princess' voice had gotten that edge on it that She gets when She is pouncing and has gone into serious Domme mode. She had dropped me into subspace earlier in the call when She made me lock the new collar on, but I think the incident with the stuck lock had brought me back out of it again. As soon as I heard Princess' voice like this, down I went again!

I'm not going to go into details about everything that Princess said to me here, because the post will go for way too long, and there are also a few things that I would rather not share with everybody just yet, if ever. But suffice it to say, She began to work me into the most submissive state you could imagine by telling me what She was planning on doing with me now. I will tell you this much... The new collar was just the beginning. Only the tip of the iceberg...

Princess is working on a contract for me. She only told me some of the things that might be in it, but it will be a written contract that She'll mail me. I'm not allowed to read the body of the contract, but will sign it and mail it back to Her. Then She'll email me the contract so I can see what I've just signed off on. I'll tell you some of it, but remember, it's not written yet, so some things might change.

Essentially, this will be the written equivalent of the "I'll do anything for You" statement. I'll be agreeing to go along with ANYTHING She decides that She might enjoy having me do. This can mean wearing what She decides I wear, either to work or just out anywhere. This may not be everyday, because She won't want it to get old for me. It might also mean changes She wants to make to my hair or general appearance, possible marks or piercings, plus any and all tasks that She might want me to do for Her. It could also mean more time in Her cage, long term or possibly permanent lockdown. It will all be spelled out in detail in the contract, and I'll share as much of it with you all as I can, after I sign it and send it back to Princess.

(BTW, before anybody freaks the fuck out, I realize that this contract will not be legally binding. But if you know me, that's only a technicality, OK? It will still bind me, legal or not. Like I said, I have no worries because I trust my Princess.)

"Oh honey, while I'm talking to you about all this, you can put on some lube and do what feels best... ::giggles::"

As She talked about the contract, I was sinking deeper and deeper... much deeper than She's ever sent me before. I was rubbing myself at the same time and was getting more and more excited, and the more excited I got, the heavier She poured it on. I was excited by two things at the same time. One was Her telling me of Her plan for the contract, and the other was the wonderful feelings that I had been missing for the last 78 days. If I hadn't been locked up for all that time, I don't know if the rubbing and stroking would heve felt as fantastic as it did during the call. But the Stroke Princess was putting it all together in the most awesome display of any call that we have ever had in the past. Believe me, this way wayyyy beyond good. It was the BEST!

As She continued talking about the contract, She would ask me questions...

"You want to sign the contract for Me, don't you?"

"You want to do whatever I tell you to do, don't you?"

"Stroke it harder now... How does that feel?"

"You will do anything for Me, won't you? Whatever I want, you'll do, right?"

"If I tell you I want you to ***, you'll do it with no questions asked, right?"

"How does the collar feel? Locked on tight. Only I can let you out!"

"If I tell you to go to work with red nails, you'll do it, right?"

"Whatever I tell you to wear, you'll wear, right?"

"If I tell you to get your hair bleached blonde at the salon, you'll do it, right?"

"I own you... all of you... mind, body, and soul, right?"

"Stroke it long and hard for me baby... get it to the edge for me..."

"If I tell you to get a tattoo that says "Property Of Princess", you'll do that for me too, right?"

OMG I was such a mess... I was so deep in subspace that I didn't know that the word "NO" was even a part the English language. And so I just kept agreeing to everything She said.

"That's My good girl! Keep going to the edge!"

"I'm there, Princess! I'm there!"

"OK baby... I want you to feel it! Cum for Me! Cum for Me now!"

I lost it... I freaking exploded, saw stars, a moan turned into screams, Princess was giggling, it lasted and lasted... I've never felt anything like it before. Princess is so awesome at this. Eventually, after what felt like at least a couple of minutes, it subsided enough for me to realize that Princess was asking me a question..

"How did that feel, honey? Did it feel good" ::giggles::"

I could barely form words at that point, but I think I was able to communicate to Her that yes, it did feel kinda good.

KINDA GOOD? WTF? It was fucking fantastic!

As I was recovering from all that, I became aware that Princess was giving me homework... I had to buy a few things that I was gonna be wearing to work soon. I'll tell you about those when the time comes.

She also told me that She was still keeping a tight rein on my cumming for now, but that I could cum one more time on Sunday (today), and then wait until She told me what was next. She hadn't decided yet if She was gonna allow me to free-range for awhile, but that it might just happen.

Then She reminded me that my time limit for the call was about up, and that I should go get myself composed so that I could go do what I had to do. She told me that She would be picking me out a few more things to buy, but would do that in the next day or two.

And so we said our goodnights, and the Stroke Princess was gone. I hated for the call to end, because honestly, I think this call was the best one ever, even though we had the little problem with the lock. And speaking of that lock, I would highly recommend any of you who are locked up in any way to put a little drop of oil inside the keyhole of your lock every once in awhile. You don't want to have the same thing happen to you that happened to me.

And Princess, thank You so much for the freaking unbelievably good call... thank You for the new collar... Thank You for the prezzies... thank You for letting me out... thank You for letting me mmmmmmm... and thank You for having me as Your pet.

I do SOOO wuvs my Princess Grace!

little bitchass

My Call With Princess Grace... Part 1... The Prezzies...

I was lucky enough to be able to get a call in with the Stroke Princess tonight, and boy was I ready for it! But before I tell you anything about the call, let me go back a day and give you some background.

Friday after work, after running the gauntlet of Houston wanna-be NASCAR drivers, I finally managed to arrive home without having the big vein in my forehead explode. I checked my mailbox, and sure enough, just as Princess had predicted, a big yellow envelope was peering out at me from the mailbox. Yessss! "The Package" had arrived!

I brought the package inside and took a quick look to make sure there was no damage. (Actually, I squeezed it and shook it trying to figure out what was inside.) I immediately cyphered that there was no lockbox or no ballet-shoes inside, judging by the size of the package and the absence of any boxlike or shoelike shapes inside the envelope. It didn't rattle or jingle when I shook it, and it didn't smell like perfume, so I gave up trying to figure out what was in it and set it down in the bedroom where I would be able to ignore it until I was able to schedule a call.

Yeah right! Ignore it! Like THAT'S ever gonna happen!

Because of some RealWorld restrictions and Princess Grace's busy schedule, I was pretty sure I was gonna have to wait until Sunday night, or possibly even next weekend before I could get a call in to Her. Super... a whole week of staring at the package. The next week part would've been a really hard wait, especially because of the extra long lockdown, and the Sunday night call would have to be really short. So, when I had an unexpected change in my plans for last night, I took a chance and called Princess and left a message asking if She might be able to fit me in. I didn't hear back, but She was probably out doing Princess appearances for her loyal subjects all day. So, I got myself ready anyway, knowing that if She could do it, Princess would just show up when the time came, if past experience means anything.

Just like clockwork, at my normal calling time, a message box from Ms Grace popped up, and She told me that She could do the call! I said that I couldn't do a really long call because I had to be done by a certain time, and so we didn't spend any time in the IM, but She told me to just go ahead and call Her now. So guess what I did? Yep, jemjem does not let the grass grow under her feet when she has a possible chance for a call with Princess, and maybe even a chance of getting out of the cage. And so I called Her, after first making sure that I had pretty much everything around me that She might ask me to get during the call.

Even after a year of being Her pet, the sound of Her voice when She says hello still thrills and excites me, (Princess says that I'm excitable...go figure...) and this time it was no different. We did some of our usual chit-chat, which mostly means girl-talk and LOTS of laughing, and then Princess said that since I didn't have as long as I usually did, we should get down to the business of the call, so that She could finish everything that She had planned for me.

"So, sweetie.... do you want to open your prezzies? ::giggles::"

"OMG.... You know it, Princess!"

"Open the envelope, but don't take anything out yet"

So I cut the top of the envelope and waited for Her next instruction.

"Feel around inside and find a folded up piece of paper. Take that out and set it aside. That will be a key"

I quickly found the folded paper, took it out and put it down on the desk in front of me, being careful that my shaking hand didn't launch the precious key halfway across the room and behind something where I couldn't get to it.

"OK Princess, it's out"

"Now honey, there are two things wrapped in gold gift paper... take out the smaller one and set it aside... it should feel a little heavy"

I found the one She was talking about, and as I took it out, I had the impression that it felt kinda like a small bag of sand. But I quickly put it aside and waited for my next move.

"Now, take out the last piece, and you can go ahead and open it up. It's just a little something that when I saw it, I thought it was cute and I had to get it for you. You'll see why in a minute. Happy Anniversary, baby!"

I unwrapped the wrapping paper and out popped the cutest little Beanie Baby in the form of a pink duck! LOL

"Read what it says on the tag and you'll see why I got that for you! ::giggles::"

I unfolded the pink heart-shaped tag, and read the verse what was printed inside..

"Diamonds, rubies, sapphires too

All valuable to me and you

But the most precious gem to me

Is having friends, don't you agree?"

And the name of the Beanie Baby?

"Gemma"

"Awwww... thank You so much, Princess!"

I thought that was such a sweet sentiment, and the fact that the name was so close got me a bit emotional too. These gestures by Princess Grace are so spontaneous and real, and I treasure every one of them, not so much because it's a material gift, but because it's something that She doesn't have to do but still does anyway, just because we're friends. It's a great comfort to know that She has these feelings for me, even though I'm not a prolific caller and She could easily find pets who can call much more frequently than I can. I'll just try to be a good pet in other ways for Her.

"OK sweetie, now get the other gift and open it"

I reached for the bag of sand wrapped in gold paper and carefully unwrapped it. Inside, was NOT a bag of sand at all! It was a length of silver chain! And underneath it lay a beautiful heart-shaped padlock! When I saw that the open lock had a piece of tape over the top to keep it from snapping closed, I suddenly realized why I didn't also see a key for it anywhere in the package.

"It's a new collar, honey... one that you're gonna lock on for Me... a permanent collar"

Princess knows me so well by now. She knows that She doesn't have to wait for me to say I'll do anything for Her. She knows that She only has to tell me to do something, and I'll do it and worry about the consequences only after I've done it. I'm a total impulsive submissive, and She knows it. We've had conversations about that before and luckily for me, She's the one who thinks about the consequences, and all I have to do is trust in Her that what She makes me do will not hurt me or my job. And I do just that. I trust Her completely. The only thing I have to worry about is when She starts feeling that feeling of intoxication from the power She has. When She's feeling that, we tend to go much farther out of my comfort zone than we normally would... It's exciting and I love it when She is feeling it that much, even if I end up getting something more permanent than I expected. With Princess, my limits get very blurred, but that's OK. She has a good feel for things that I really want to do, but may just be too scared to do. Does that make sense, Princess?

"Can I try the collar on for size, Princess? To see if it fits?"

"Of course you can, silly... what did you think I wanted you to do with it? ::giggles::"

"It fits perfectly, Princess... just the right length I think"

"Good! Then take the tape off of the lock, and be careful not to snap it closed too soon, since I have the key with Me. Then put the lock through the ends of the chain and once it's in place, I want to hear the lock snap closed. ::giggles::"

That's what I did. I made sure that the chain wasn't twisted, which surprised me since I was so excited, and normally don't realize I have something screwed up until after it's too late. But everything looked good, and so I held the phone up next to the lock and,

::SNICK::

"::giggles:: I heard it! Such a good girl!"

And then the reality set in. I now have a chain that I can't take off until Princess wants me to take it off. Of course I could always cut it with a pair of bolt-cutters, but I could never do that because it is a prezzie from Princess, and it symbolizes something very precious.

"Now sweetie... about that cage... do You want out of it?"

"OMG Princess... if You wanted me to stay in, You know I'd do it, but for me, I really REALLY think I need to get out of it for awhile"

"Well I think it's been too long already. How many days has it been?"

"78 days, Princess"

"Awwww... you know how I like round numbers... maybe we should just go to 80 days ::giggles::"

"Princess! Nooooooooooo... pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!"

::giggles::

"Take the key off of the piece of paper and put it in the lock"

This is where the Stroke Princess normally tortures me by making me look at the key in the lock and beg for Her to let me out, but this time, I think She needed to speed things up so She could do everything She wanted to do.

"I want you to just go ahead and unlock the lock and take everything off, cuff ring and all"

I fumbled with getting off the tape holding the key to the piece of paper, but finally managed it. I placed the key into the lock and turned it...

"Ummmm... Princess, are You sure You sent me the right key? This key won't open the lock."

"OH FUCK! You're kidding Me, right???

(To be continued in Part 2)