Decision, decisions, decisions.....

Last night. I was finally able to get Princess Grace on a badly needed call. Yesterday was my 12th day in the CB2000, but this was not the only reason why I say the call was badly needed. I'm not sure that anyone other than one of MsGrace's callers will understand this, but it had been over 3 weeks since I had last called her, and I just needed to feel that connection that you get only in a call with her. I would've been happy just to talk and get caught up, but when I got Princess on the phone and mentioned this to her, she giggled and said, "Are you kidding? Nope nope... you're sitting there in a cage.... we're gonna play!" I really don't even need or want her to ask me what I want to do on calls anymore. Giving up total control to her and having her decide what she's going to do, without me questioning it, is a big deal for me.

So I called, and got to hear her amazing voice again, and we gossiped and chatted for awhile just getting caught up. I love this part of our calls, because I always feel like I'm talking to my closest friend, and feel our "girlfriend connection" very strongly.

Then it was time to play. Princess switched gears into Mistress Mode, strapped me into the front seat, tromped on the gas and away we went...

My memory starts to get a little iffy towards the later portion of the call because of how deep she always sinks me, but I'll tell you as well as I can remember what went on.

First, Princess told me to get "the white toy", which in case you don't know, is my friend Anita, who is an Aneros. She had me lube it up good and giggled while I inserted it, and then told me to sit down. Slowly. As I have said in the past, and no doubt will say again, "EEEEEEP!" Anita stayed nestled in my lower regions all through the rest of the call, and added her input to the sensations that MsGrace's beautiful voice was already creating.

Princess started to weave one of her awesome fantasies. I can only speak for myself here, but with me, her fantasies are not just generic stories, but instead are carefully woven just for me, using every bit of information about me that she has stored away in that lovely head of hers.

I was standing in a bedroom, waiting silently for her, dressed in only the CB2000. Princess entered the room carrying a large bag. She placed it on the bed and began taking things out and laying them on the bed, asking me if I like what I'm seeing and what I think she's going to do with them. Oh yeah.... I liked alright!

Princess brings a pair of tight black panties and slips them on me, their tightness holding the cage in a firm grip. Then she brings a pair of black pantyhose and rolls them up my legs and over the panty covered cage. Over top of that, she puts on a pair of sexy, black, thong panties. Then she says it's time for some shoes... black patent leather with six inch heels, which she proceeds to slip onto my feet.

"I'll bet you're wondering what these leather tabs on the back of the shoes are for, huh?"

Bringing over a pair of small straps, she threads them through the tabs on the back of each shoe, and locks each strap around an ankle, making that familiar "snick" sound. She happily informs me that the panties are not coming off without the pantyhose coming off first, and the pantyhose are not coming off over those locked heels.

She goes back to the bed and picks up a pair of pretty, pink leather cuffs, locks them on my wrists and clips them together. She bring my hands up over my head, and clips the cuffs to a chain hanging from the ceiling, stretching me tight. Then she goes to the bed and comes back with a heavy, black corset, the kind with strict boning, places it around my waist, and starts to lace it up in back.

Princess laces it tighter and tighter and even puts her knee in my back to help her pull harder. But I'm not cooperating well enough and when she pulls hard on the laces, I'm not able to stay in one place, so back to the bed she goes and locks a pair of pink leather cuffs on my ankles, and attaches an 18 inch spreader bar between them. Then she attaches the cuffs to hooks in the floor, which mean that now I am totally trapped, and not able to go anywhere or even move very much. This holds me steady enough for her to finish tightening the corset, getting it to the point where I can only breathe in short, shallow breaths. Princess ties off the laces and surveys her work. She runs her hands over the corset and tells me how nicely femme it's made my waist and hips look.

She has one last item for me to wear. A beautiful pink collar, with a gold heart engraved with the name "jemmie". She places it around my neck.... ::SNICK!::

"You love wearing My collar, don't you sweetie?"

"Oh yes, Princess!"

"You love being owned by Me, don't you?"

"You know it, Princess!"

"Owned totally?

"Yesssssss!"

"You want to be Mine 100%?"

"Yes, Princess... I want that more than anything!"

"That's My good girl"

She stands back to look, as an artist would stand and look at a work in progress, deciding where to go next. But no, Princess already knows where she's going next. She goes to the bed and comes back with her new crop, which she taps me lightly with before giving me a few whacks on my ass.... then a few more whacks right on my breasts.... then..... a sharp crack right on the cage. Then another.

"I'll bet you're glad you're in that cage right now, arent you?"

Yes Princess, I am."

"I want you to tell Me."

"Princess, I'm so happy to be locked in your cage for you."

"That's my very good girl...."

::CRACK!::

Then Princess takes the crop back to the bed and returns with her flogger. She flicks it lightly over my hips and thighs, then lightly on my back. All of a sudden, she snaps it hard over my ass. Then again... and again... I try to arch my back and move to escape the worst of it, but the chain has me stretched, and with my feet locked in place, there's just nowhere to go. She snaps me again... and again...

"Tell me how much you want this!"

"Princess, I want it so much... please!"

"Do you want more?"

"Yes Princess! Please.... I want more! Pleaseeee... more!"

"mmmmmm.... good girl..."

::SNAP!:: ::SNAP!::

When Princess was satisfied that I had had enough, she put down the flogger and walked up to me and started running her hands over my corset, and over my breasts. She walked behind me and brought her hands from around my back and slid them down inside the front of the corset, cupping my breasts and pulling on my nipple rings. All the while, she was asking me how I was doing in her cage.

She slid her hand down inside the front of my panties and cupped the cage in it.... then started rubbing the cage, knowing full well that I couldn't feel the touch of her hand, only the movements of the cage.

"Awwww honey, think of how good this would feel if you weren't locked away in this cage.."

"Oh yes Princess... I'm thinking the very same thing."

"Mmmmm.... Me rubbing you like this.... feeling My hand... feeling My touch..."

"Princess.... Pleaseee.... I want this thing off of meeee!" Please let me take it off.."

"Well honey, I was thinking of letting you take it off and maybe even cum, but then you said in your blog how well you were doing, so I don't think so."

"Oh you bitch!"

"::giggles:: Why jemmie, you really sounded like you meant it that time!" ::more big giggles::

"I DID mean it, Princess... You ARE a bitch tonight!"

"awwwwww..... " ::giggles::

"I'll tell you what, honey... how about if I give you a choice? How about this... you can cut the lock, and take the cage off. Then you can stroke for a few minutes, but you can't cum, and then the cage will go back on.... ORRRR.... you can just leave the cage on."

Time seemed to compress while I weighed all the options and made my decision, which seemed to surprise Princess, and to be honest, kinda surprised me too. I blurted out,

"I want to stay in your cage for you Princess. Please may I stay in your cage?"

Now I don't know if I made the right decision or not, we'll just have to see. Maybe if there's a next time I'll go the other way. But my thinking at the time was this... If I take off the cage, all I get is a few minutes of good feelings, but still won't be able to cum, then right back in the cage again. I thought that would be harder in the long run than just staying in the cage, and so here I am, still locked up.

Princess said that most boys would be so desperate to get out for even a little stroke that they'd do anything to just get the cage off, and not worry about how bad it might be for them later. But she said I thought "like a girl" and realized how tough it would be to go back into the cage after not being allowed to cum. She said she was surprised, but told me that I might just have more willpower than most and she might have to make me go for longer periods.

"And you DO know that you're gonna have to do that sooner or later, right?"

"Yes Princess... whatever you think you want to do is OK with me"

Since time was getting short, Princess had me sit forward and work out with Anita a little bit more. We tried front to back, and side to side motions, and I found that a circular motion was pretty darn good too! I looked down at one point, saw a small puddle on the chair directly under the end of the cage, and had to remark to Princess,

"Hmmm... there's a lot of pre-cum here!"

I guess Anita coaxed that out of me, but I don't remember it happening.

And then I was out of time and had to leave, so we said our goodbyes and the call was over. I am still going over questions in my head that I want to ask Princess about, but the call itself was fantastic! All of my calls with MsGrace have been wonderful, and it seems each one is better than the last. But even with that, this call seemed slightly different in some other unexplainable way, and I'm wondering if it was because of the different issues brought up by focusing on the cage, such as turning over control, obedience, or maybe something else. I'm hoping that Princess can help me out by giving me input on what she might think the difference is. I just know that ever since the call, I have been feeling a much stronger link to her, even if I'm not sure exactly what it is.

Thank you for the wonderful experience, Princess! I loved every minute of it and love being your pet. I hope you had a great time and now I'm looking forward to the next call!

Until next time,

little bitchass

OK.... so maybe the worst ISN'T over.....

Yesterday, I posted an entry in this blog reporting on how I was feeling on my 11th day in the CB2000 that MsGrace lovingly let me wear for her. After publishing the post, I went about my workday, doing my job until I had a chance to go back and check for typos and other little cleanup chores. When I read it again, I started thinking that it might have been a mistake to publish it in the first place, and thought about deleting it, but decided that since I spent half my lunch hour writing it, I'd just let it stay.

The reason for having second thoughts about it was that on the second look, I started thinking that this might look as good as a challenge to Princess Grace, and if it did, I could be in big trouble, because Princess is not one to let a challenge to her go unanswered. The post wasn't intended to be a challenge, just a report on how I was feeling, but I know a little about my Mistress, and this post was likely to put that evil gleam in her eye that she gets when she sees an opportunity to tease a caged pet.

So I let it stay, and went about my business. Yesterday just felt like a "normal day", whatever that is. No strong urges to feel, and didn't find myself with my hand on the cage every few minutes like I did on Saturday. I am still not having any fit issues, and I really wasn't aware that I had it on for most of the day. That lasted all the way up until last night, when I saw Princess in the chatroom and went in to join in the fun.

Princess was in a great mood, which always makes being in the chatroom with her a blast! She was having no trouble handling all the chatters at once, which never ceases to amaze me, even though I've seen her do it countless times. People were coming in who I didn't even recognize, and they'd ask Princess if she remembered them. Princess remembers everybody, as well as their interests and even what they did on some long ago call. Awesome! The conversation in the room was going so fast that I was starting to have a hard time following it all, but Princess was handling it all like it was a walk in the park. My pal billybear made an appearance but didn't stay too long. (He must've spoken with Princess and was squeamish about what was about to happen to me.) Everyone was getting MsGrace's attention, and that brings me back to the topic for this post.

Once Princess warmed up, she started working me over with comments here and there about how I was doing in the cage, and if I felt the need to stroke things for her. It wasn't too very long before she made it clear to me that she had read yesterday's post, and that maybe I had been a little premature in my statement about the worst being over. And my use of the term "worst" does not mean that the feelings I have when I'm needywanty are "bad" in any way, on the contrary, it's just that they can be very intense and hard to deal with when you have other things to do in the Realworld. Princess was teasing everyone in a way that was most effective for them, drawing stuff from that awesome database in her head. At one point, she was telling one of her pets about what she was going to be doing to him in their upcoming call, and at the same time poked me really good too.

Msgrace: I want you to have plenty of lube
MsGrace: I like to hear it really squishy
MsGrace: jemmie, you remember how that used to sound, don't you?
MsGrace: before you were all locked up...
MsGrace: LMAO

Oh yeah.... got me good, Princess...

Her pet expressed a little sympathy for me, but was quickly reassured by Princess...

MsGrace: awwww... don't worry about jemmie
MsGrace: she is doing fine
MsGrace: her own words
MsGrace: LMAOOOO

OUCH! Yep... she read todays post alright....

jem: hmmm... I think I'm gonna go edit my blog...
MsGrace: awwww... way too late for that now....

On and on it went. Princess letting me know that the worst is over only when SHE wants it to be over. Miss Tara made her way into the room and played for awhile, but she took it very easy on me and didn't spank me even once! OK, there may have been a few threats of it, but she must've been feeling sorry for me or something. By the time I had to leave the room to go to bed, I was back to rubbing over the cage every few minutes. The want was just as bad and maybe even worse than it was on Saturday. My advice, don't EVER write anything, say anything, or do anything that might look even remotely like a challenge to Princess Grace's teasing skills. There's only one outcome from that. You will LOSE!

So here I am at work, and as I write this I keep finding that my hand is on my crotch, unconsciously rubbing the the cage. I realize it take my hand away, but it just keeps finding it's way back. So, Princess has shown me again, that the worst is not over, it may have only just begun.

But the feeling of giving this part of me over to her is oh so satisfying for me, and I'm willing to have her take this wherever she eventually wants to go with it, as long as she is getting something out of it too. I hope that this doesn't become just another chore for her. I wuvs her and want her to have all the fun she can with this.

Well, that's it for today. Stay tuned for any updates! I may do a phone call tonight, and we'll see where that goes.

Princess..... as always, I'm still thrilled to be yours and love having you for my keyholder!

litle bitchass

More thoughts.... good days.... think the worst is over....

I thought y'all might think I'm a whiny baby if I only blog about the CB2000 to complain when things aren't going well. I also don't want to scare off any pets who have Princess Grace sizing them up for one. So relax, this will be a quickie post because I'm on my lunch hour at work.

As anybody who read my last blog entry knows, Friday and especially Saturday were very needy days for me. I'm not gonna repeat why, but if you want to see why, look here.

Yesterday was as good as Saturday was bad. I had no uncontrollable urges to touch things. I hardly even knew the cage was on throughout the day, that's how comfortable it was. I had been worried a bit because I had to do a lot of lawnmowing and weed pulling, but even with all that walking around, pushing the mower, and up and down all afternoon pulling weeds, I had not a single pinch or uncomfortable moment. After finishing, I came in and got a shower, and even then, had no uncontrollable urges to touch. The rest of the night was the same, and has continued throughout today.

I thought at first that this turnaround was because I was doing other things that kept my mind off of being stuck in the cage, but if that was true, I would've had the need to feel come back during my shower and the rest of the night as well. Another possibility is that I didn't hear from Princess yesterday, and because of that, I didn't go into my needywanty mode. But here's one more possibilty that might explain the turnaround. Maybe any of you reading this who have been in this situation before can tell me if this explanation makes any sense or not.

I'm wondering if I haven't just turned a corner and that the worst may be over with. Now before you laugh too hard about that, remember that after Saturday's problem, I'm grabbing for any life preserver that's thrown my way. But maybe there's some truth to it. Maybe I've been stuck in this long enough (11 days at this writing) where I've gotten used to it enough to be able to start putting it out of my mind. If that explanation turns out to be bullshit, I'll let y'all know when the needywantys come back.

So there it is... I'm enjoying my day... not consumed by the cage. Where it goes from here is anybody's guess. Actually, that's wrong... there's no guessing at all on Princess' part about where it goes next, because I gave her the keys to the ride, and she's driving.

OK... Ta ta for now.... Catch you next time.

little bitchass

Thought for today..... Hmmmmm.... bitchass is beginning to sweat!

The reason for this post is to honestly relate to you some feelings I've been having, and it came about as a result of an IM I had with Princess Grace around lunchtime today. She suggested that I might blog about it for the benefit of any others who might be interested. I will also include parts of today's IM so that you will see again how Princess cares about me and sympathizes with my predicament. I'm so lucky to be hers.....

In a previous post, I talked about the cage, and the fact that Princess had warned me that I was gonna love it sometimes and hate it at others. Princess has also told me many times about boys who get so desperate to get out of the cage that they will beg, cry, and worse. Of course, I figured that I would never get to the point of crying to get out. I think I even laughed when she told me that. But, I had also told her on quite a few occasions that I couldn't see myself ever begging to cum either. Boy, was I ever wrong about that one. Now, I've only been locked away for 9 days at this point, and I don't feel like I'm about to cry or anything, but am starting to feel just a little bit nervous.

OK..... so today has turned into a "hate day".

I was noticing in the past few days that I had been having more and more of a need to "feel something", and I think that a lot of that was due to the way Princess has been lightly teasing me about it, and even more, the way the last Tease Time turned out. Last night, those "need to touch" feelings were pretty strong at times, but I got through them and was OK until about lunchtime today.

That was when my IM window went active, and I was ecstatic to see that it was Princess on the other end. After talking about lots of different stuff, the conversation drifted back to the cage, and I mentioned how I was starting to have a little trouble with wanting to touch and rub, but not being able to feel much because of the cage. What follows is the part of our IM relating to the subject of lockdown.....

Jem: I have been wanting to touch soooooooo bad....
Jem: your fault
MsGrace: awwwww
MsGrace: My fault lol
Jem: lol
Jem: yessssssss
Jem: I see exactly what you meant by loving this thing and sometimes hating it
MsGrace: I told youuuuuuu ::giggles::
Jem: and I didn't listennnnnnnnnn
Jem: thought it would be easyyyyyyyyyy
Jem: dumb jemjem.....
Jem: but its good for me to go through this
MsGrace: it will be ok I promise ::smile::

It was here that I misread her last line as "I will be OK", instead of "it will be OK" and I said something that didn't help my chances of getting out in the near future.

Jem: oh yeah... I'm glad my predicament isn't bothering you
Jem: lol
Jem: you cockteasing bitch!
MsGrace: LMAOOOOO
MsGrace: there you can write that in blog
MsGrace: lmao
MsGrace: and nope
MsGrace: not bothering Me a bit darling ::giggles::

Super....

Jem: ooopsies
MsGrace: lmao
Jem: well..... the need to feel is strong, but still.... knowing that its for you is very satisfying
Jem: the tougher it gets, the more I think of you and thats a good thing
Jem: god.... I WANNA TOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jem: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
MsGrace: lmaoooo
Jem: stop itttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
MsGrace: write about it in blog
MsGrace: how you want to touch
MsGrace: how it feels
MsGrace: be honest
MsGrace: share
Jem: ok...... will write something.... if I can keep my hands away long enough
MsGrace: awwww
MsGrace: you can keep your hands away
MsGrace: cause nothing to touch down there anymore honey
MsGrace: ::giggles::

Feeling of impending doom sets in here....

Jem: you know....
MsGrace: yessss
Jem: you talked about boys begging and crying to get out...
MsGrace: I have huh
MsGrace: can you imagine them crying like that
MsGrace: ohh no
MsGrace: not you huh
MsGrace: ::giggles::
Jem: yes... and I thought that would'nt happen with me
Jem: it hasn't yet..... but I can see where this is going
Jem: I truthfully couldn't see me begging to cum but I ended up doing it
Jem: now this
MsGrace: ::giggles::
MsGrace: I know
Jem: I don't really feel like its bad enough to make me cry to get out, but I have no idea what it will feel like as I go longer
Jem: but gets really intense at times... like right now with you giggling and teasing me
MsGrace: mmmm
MsGrace: and you are not getting teased hard core yet
MsGrace: just wait

We were interrupted at this point by somebody who came to her door, probably the milkman, but eventually she came back, and I asked her if it was alright to add some text of our IM into my blog entry. She didn't have a problem with it.

MsGrace: ok honey, I trust you
Jem: and I trust you tooooooooooo

And here's where, in a lame attempt to be funny, I made one final blunder....

Jem: I also trust that you're gonna make me pay for thinking I'm not gonna cry..... lol
MsGrace: your right lol
MsGrace: you are going to pay

How's that for sympathy and gentle understanding? She's great, isn't she?

So that was it, Princess had something to do so we said our goodbyes and POOF she was gone...

So I was left sitting there in my now familiar needywanty condition. I eventully decided I'd go have a smoke and forget about the cage for a few minutes. But guess what? It didn't work. Nope nope nope. All it did was let me think of the cage while I smoked. I'm thinking I may want to stock up on the Kleenex, but let's just wait and see where this goes next.

Princess, I'm only teasing you about your sympathetic and caring nature. Nobody is more caring than you are. Please know that I always wuv you, even if I cry and beg and call you nasty names at some point. But you know, I have noticed that this problem I'm having seems to increase in intensity whenever we chat. Hmmmmm......

little bitchass

Tease Time Torture Thursday....

I had planned to do a nice detailed post about last night's Tease Time, but now that I'm sitting here at the keyboard, I realize that I don't remember a lot of what happened. Later in this post, I'll tell you what I think is a possible explanation for that.

What I do remember is this....

Princess Grace made it into the room after having some problems with the retina scanner at the door. Once inside, she had no problem in cleanly getting through Miss Tara's metal detector, and got right down to business. There was a smaller crowd than last week's Tease Time, but that was good in that the dialog was slow enough for everyone to easily follow.

Princess had made 2 new mp3's for the occasion. The first was named "We_will_call_it_art", and was about what could happen if you ever tell Princess that "you will do anything" for her. The second mp3 was named "In_your_head", and was about a boy who just realized that Princess Grace has gotten deeply into his head. This is where I started having some problems, and where I also suspect my memory problem began. Before I even came in, I had a feeling that tonight was not gonna end well for bitchass, as it had on the previous Thursday. Well, it turns out I was pretty much right in my assessment.

After we all finished listening to the mp3's, Princess started to work out on us, by telling everyone to get out their cocks and clitties. "All except for you, jemmie, you can't touch". Princess...... why do you torture me so???

All through the rest of the session, as she teased all the other participants, she kept poking me from time to time with little comments about being in the cage, and not being able to touch or feel anything. I was getting needier and wantier as the session went on, and the fact that I couldn't do anything to get relief was making me crazy. I think this was a carryover from what was talked about in the IM that I posted yesterday. I know Princess can be the Mean Cockteasing Bitch and Mindfucktress Mistress from Hell, but throw into the mix a cock cage, and she gets this otherworldly gleam in her eyes and becomes more wicked than you could ever imagine. And then, God help you. She got me so worked up and wanting to just feel a touch.... even a little touch... that I'm sure I just dropped through the floor into that space she puts me in during our calls. To be honest, I have no recollection of any details of what went on after that except for the fact that in the end, nobody was allowed to cum.

So, I'm sorry I can't tell you more, but as long as Princess has me locked down, and as long as she is enjoying this, what you see in this post may be the norm for future posts. But I'm not complaining. I wouldn't trade places with any other subbie. Well, maybe there's one who I'd trade with, but shhhhhhhhhhh.........

Thanks to all of you for supporting this blog, and thanks to all who voted for Princess, and are keeping her in the Top Ten of Phone Sex Central. Don't stop now! Keep voting! You can vote over at Princess' blog, or you can click the "Vote for Princess" button on the right sidebar of this blog.

See you here next week, if I'm still sane!

little bitchass

Homework assignment... My date with Anita...

Yesterday I had the privilege of chatting with Princess in IM. We talked about a few new things that have been going on, and before we finished, I offhandedly told her about how needywanty I had felt on Tuesday. Wearing the cage for her has not been too terribly difficult so far, aside from the minor problem of not being able to cum and also being a little inconvenient sometimes. But Tuesday was different. For some reason I needed to feel a touch SO FREAKING BAD! It got so bad at one point that I was trying to rub myself between the bars of the cage with my fingers. That was a little iffy, because I could get my nails inside pretty easily, but it was not any kind of a good feeling. More like "OWWWWWWWW!"

So the best I could do was use my fingertips (trying to keep my nails out of the cage), and was able to just barely touch skin in a few small spots. It felt kinda good, but I couldn't get enough contact to get any good feelings built up. Talk about frustrating! I might as well be in a cage with a solid tube.

So I mentioned this to Princess. One of the things I like so much about Princess is how sympathetic she is to my frustrations. When I told her how desperate I had been feeling, she comforted me at my every complaint...

"LMAO" and "LMAOOOOO".

This also gave her an idea for some homework, which she assigned to me before signing off of the IM. My assignment was to take some time last night and hook up with Anita to continue to get to know her better. Princess feels I should get to know her much, much better, and I sure don't disagree on that. You say you don't know who Anita is? Anita is my on again, off again companion, Anita Aneros.

I decided to do my assignment right before bedtime, and when the time came, picked up Anita, pinned a corsage on her, grabbed the bottle of lube, and we retired to the bedroom for some "special time" together.

My only worry was "What if it makes me cum? Am I allowed to?" I was pretty sure I was NOT supposed to, but I had neglected to think to ask Princess that beforehand. All she said was, "The cage stays on." So I went with my best guess, and remembered that she had said that she wanted me to use the time to try different positions and movements, and to just get more used to the feelings. So I didn't have any objectives beyond that, and since the assignment was to last 35 minutes, I decided to enjoy whatever pleasures Anita provided, and hope to hell I didn't cum.

I lubed Anita up pretty well and then I laid there for 5 or 10 minutes to just get used to the feeling that something was in my ass, but after that, I let Anita do her thing... mmmmm... she does provide a variety of different feelings, depending how you make her move. I tried lots of different positions and movements with her, some better than others. Early on, my clitty started to get excited in it's cage, but when it found out that it couldn't break polycarbonate bars, it told me, "fuck you asshole, I'm outta here", and since I couldn't touch it to help it to feel better, it went off and sulked for the rest of the session.

But just because it was sulking, that didn't mean that I didn't have an extreme amount of want and need to deal with. I desperately tried rubbing between the bars again, but all that did was to get me more and more frustrated, because I could only get a little tease of what it would feel like if I was out of the damn cage. Of course, Princess knows all this from having others wear the cage, and I'm sure that when she reads this, she'll have a big grin on her face, and there will be more than a few "awwwwww's" and "LMAOOOO's".... She told me before she locked me into this thing that I would love it and hate it, and I think that I hated it pretty badly when I needed to touch something.... ANYTHING.... and couldn't feel a damn thing. But when I think about it now, the part I love about it outweighs the parts I hate by far. And the part I love about it is the feeling of knowing that Princess Grace has TOTAL control, and she and ONLY she decides when this cage will come off.

Princess, thank you for the homework assignment! I enjoyed the hell out of it even though I got frustrated at times. As long as I know you are in control, it's all good. Looking forward to more sessions with Anita!

And everyone else, remember that tonight is Tease Time in the chatroom, so try to make it, and also, don't forget to vote for Princess to show how much you appreciate her efforts!

little bitchass

Mmmmmmmm.... yummy Tease Time with a side order of Lockdown!

The latest edition of Tease Time with Princess Grace turned out to be an awesome one for little bitchass! I'll fill you in.......

I entered the room just before Princess got there and noticed that there were about ten people in the room. I had just started to stump for Princess Votes, and got a few takers, when a few wiseguys there said a few things that they wouldn't have said in front of Princess. I was about to address the problem when Princess came into the room. It took me all of a second and a half to completely forget about the wiseguys and immerse myself in MsGrace.

It never ceases to amaze me that Princess commands so much attention when she enters a room, but I see it every time she enters the chatroom. Within a few minutes of her arrival, I looked at the room count and saw that there were already 37 chatters in the room! That is an almost unheard of number, folks. It may have gone higher, and it wouldn't surprise me, but I don't think I ever looked at the room count again, once Princess got rolling.

My good friend billybear managed to show up, surprising everybody because we all thought that he was out of town for the weekend. Billybear was on the road sitting in some fleabag motel, wanking away on his laptop. He didn't even know what town he was in, except to say something about how bland it was. Billybear started lining up voters and became Chief Assistant to Ms Grace. I always like it when billybear is around, because you can always count on a lot of laughs, and he also is very good about watching my back.

After all the hellos, introductions, and small talk were over with, Princess began the festivities by posting a new mp3 on her blog, and sending us to listen to it. But this was not before she asked me in front of the room, "jemmie? How is that cage feeling?"

"Feels pretty tight, Princess..."

"Well you can take it off!"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Thank you, Princess!"

A good number of people at that point seemed absolutely amazed that Princess would put me in a cage. They would not be so surprised if they knew just how much I want to please Princess, and since Princess does enjoy a "pet in a cage" every so often, (OK... maybe not every so often... more like A LOT!!!), I am more than happy to oblige! More on this later in the post.

Everybody got warmed up by listening to the new mp3 Princess had recorded, and when it was over, she posted another one that she had just recorded. People who were able to make it thru both mp3s without cumming began "trickling" back into the room, and the main course was served.

Princess had everybody take out their clitties and cocks and begin stroking or rubbing. She got everyone to bring themselves right to the edge, and she held us there with a stern "no cummies" command. We then had a repeat visitor from last week, the Orgasm Fairy, who I remembered as being the one who had sprinkled the "no touchies" dust on me.

Last week, Princess had me attend Tease Time wearing my cage, and proceeded to tease the hell out of her helpless little bitchass. If you want to see details of what happened last week, take a look here, but to make a long story short, Princess had let the rest of the room cum, while I sat trapped inside my cage.

This week it was different.... Princess announced that the Orgasm Fairy was here to give a gift to "a special girl". Still being a little suspicious about what happened last week, I started thinking.... "OMG.... more 'No touchies' dust on the way!" But no! Princess told everyone how I was made to wait last week while everybody else came, and that this week I was gonna get the "orgasm dust" from the Orgasm Fairy. So Princess made everyone stroke and rub to the very edge, the Orgasm Fairy sprinkled the dust, Princess told everyone else "No Cummies!" and then told MEEEEEEE, "jemmie, cum for Me!" And so I did. Soooo yummy! I do so wuv my Princess Grace! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

So now, it had gone full circle... last week the whole room loved me because I was the reason they got to cum, and now this week, the room had me to blame for not being allowed to cum. But I don't think too many hated me for it, since most of the people there are my friends anyway.

So that was Tease Time. But there was one other piece of business that Princess wanted to take care of before she left to field some calls. For the last week and a half, I had been getting used to the new CB-2000, and had been wearing it almost non-stop until Princess told me to remove it before the tease. I had not been officially "locked up" by Princess yet. So far the cage has only been locked on with a padlock, and I had the key.

Now, Princess told me,

"jemmie?"

"Yes Princess?"

"I want you to take your shower tonight without the cage on. But after the shower, the cage goes back on. And this time...... with the real lock......"

"Yes Princess, as you wish. Anything for you!" (Yes, I did use the "A" word.....)

I had just been officially put into lockdown by Princess Grace. I was already still deep in space from being allowed to cum, but this show of control by Princess in front of everyone in the room was awesome! I was soooo proud to be the subject of that control!

I'll be blogging more on the lockdown situation as it unfolds, so stay tuned to this blog!

Princess, you are one amazing Mistress, and the way you command Tease Time is an awesome sight to see from your pet's perspective. The whole night was wonderful for me, and I hope that I can someday give as much back to you as you have already given me. I do love being yours, Princess....

little bitchass

P.S. As always, please do me a big favor and show Princess how much you appreciate the great job she does at Tease Time by voting for her site. You can do it from her blog, or you can also get there by following the link under "Princess Links" on the right sidebar of this blog. Thanks a million!

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Tease Time With a Twist of Denial!

Last night's Tease Time was just as awesome as always, and was a new experience for little bitchass at the same time. At one point there were over 30 chatters in the room, all of them focused on the best cocktease on the planet, Princess Grace.

Earlier in the day, I had the great privilege of a short chat with Princess, who had just returned from an amazing day of being pampered at her spa. She was in a wonderful mood, and if you'd like to get the details on that pampering extravaganza, read her blog entry for Thursday. I'm soooo jealous!

Because she was largely incapacitated by sheer bliss for most of the day, she told me that she didn't have time to make any new mp3s for Tease Time. Now I started to get worried at this point, because I knew that without mp3s, Tease Time was gonna be pure, vintage Princess, all live and all tease. Why was I worried? Because Princess has had me breaking in the new CB2000 she bought for me, and I knew I would have a really frustrating night if I was still stuck in it. Since Princess does not officially have me in lockdown yet, the lock on the CB2000 is still open, and so I took a chance and suggested that it might be best if I took off the cage for Tease Time. Her answer? "You WILL keep it on!" OK.... so much for that idea. Thanks Princess!

As the time drew near for Princess to arrive for the start of her session, billybear was busying himself setting up a refreshment stand for the nights festivities. There was plenty of Koolaid to be had, and it came in 3 flavors... Pink, Electric Pink, and Purple Snake Oil. The Electric Pink was my favorite, and it was a good idea to stay away from the Purple Snake Oil, because it had something dangerously wrong with it. There was also a good supply of Jello that somebody brought in.

Princess made her regal entrance into the room, accompanied by much ooohhing and aaahhing from the chatters. If you listened really close you could hear muffled "boings" from all parts of the room as cocks everywhere sprang to attention. Then we had the first sign of trouble. Billybear's carebear vision is not very good, and being all excited by the presence of MsGrace, he poured some of the Purple Snake Oil and drank a little before anybody could stop him. In a death scene that would've made William Shatner proud, poor billybear expired. Because he couldn't "bear" to leave Tease Time just because of a minor problem like dying, he hung around the room in ghost mode, and pitifully attempted to kiss Princess' newly painted piddies. Unfortunately, because ghosts aren't solid, he found his face going right through her feet and he ended up kissing the floor instead. Princess immediately saw that a ghost in the room would be a major worry for some of the more squeamish chatters, and so she did her Sleeping Beauty routine and brought him back to carebearhood. Princess can do anything.... (sigh). Then, she warmed herself up for the tease and worked up the foot fetish crowd by splashing her cute little feet in the Koolaid and squishing her toes in the Jello.

Then, the real tease began. Princess had everyone except me, ace, and footsie, take out their cocks and clitties and begin rubbing and stroking. Footsie was not allowed to cum, ace was not allowed to even stroke, and I could only touch plastic, which seemed to delight Princess, causing her to gleefully describe my predicament to the rest of the room every so often. What eventually saved me from going totally insane, was that since I couldn't do what everybody but ace was doing, Princess gave me a job. She told me to welcome the new people whenever they entered the room, freeing her up to do the heavy lifting, which consisted mainly of merciless teasing . Whenever things started to look bad for me, somebody would enter the room, and I would occupy my mind by sending out the welcome messages. The rest of the time my mind was squarely on Princess and "why was she being so mean to her little bitchass?"

As Princess got deeper and deeper into the tease, I started to lose track, because new people were coming in left and right, and I didn't want to get fired from my job, so I took care of the welcomes and missed a lot of what Princess was doing. My ears would perk up every so often when I would hear things like "awwwww.... poor jemmie" or "awwww jemmie, is the cage feeling tight?" But then somebody else would come in and back to work I'd go.

Eventually, Princess got everybody to the edge and held them there while we were treated by a visit from the Orgasm Fairy. Ace and footsie and me got sprinkled with pink dust as some kind of reward for not being allowed to cum. I still don't know what kind of effect the pink dust had on me. Maybe it was a tranquilizer. Maybe Princess will tell me someday...

After the Orgasm Fairy left to do his good deeds elsewhere, Princess got everybody's hopes up by hinting that just maybe she might let them cum.... all except for jemmie.... grrrrrrrrr...... And after a few more minutes, that's exactly what she did! Afterwards, Princess made up for being such a mean cockteasing bitch to me by telling everybody that the reason she let them all cum was because jemmie couldn't. Wasn't that good of her? She told everybody that they could thank me for them being allowed to cum, so at least I felt like some kind of humanitarian for being the sacrificial sissy, and it felt nice to hear everybody sucking up to Princess by thanking me. Princess is always so nice to me!

But I got the best gift of the day, when right before I was going to leave, Princess told me how good I had been, and that she was happy that I was hers. Now, those little words meant the world to me, and I realized right then and there, that being allowed to cum wasn't important, as long as I could still be hers.

You can read billybear's hilarious acid trip view of the evenings activities by going here.

Thank you so much for another great Tease Time, Princess! You rock!

Your little bitchass

The Adventures of Boxy in Wonderfulland, Part II.

Hi everybody! Back again after my homework assignments were completed! Sorta... one is still kinda ongoing, but will tell you why in a few minutes.

A few hours after our call was finished last night, I had the wonderful luck to catch a tired but still fiesty Princess in an IM. OMG was she in a great mood! It was wonderful to hear her like that after such a long day. She has more resilience than I can even imagine.

We chatted and joked for a little while, and then I asked her some dumb questions about using the new webcam she got me, since I'm still a virgin on those things, unlike my ass, which had it's virginity taken by Princess just hours before. Anyway, she answered all my questions and I got the thing going, so I asked her if I could invite her to watch, and see if the thing worked. Well, it did work, and Princess got to see her little bitchass, albeit in semi-boy mode, in real time.

Princess was so tired that she was ready to go to bed when I caught up with her, but for some reason, maybe the webcam, she seemed to get energized and what followed was one of the wildest and funniest IMs I have ever had with her! She had me almost falling out of my chair on more than one occasion! But I digress......

Princess sent me the link to the special mp3 she made for the Marathon... you know... the one where she... ummmmm... no..... may be a secret, so not gonna say. Princess was very good to her little bitchass by letting me cum during our call, but she was extra extra nice to me and told me that for homework, I could listen to her mp3 the next day, and was allowed to cum.... once... So, after writing the encyclopedia that was Part I of this entry, I sat down and did the first part of my homework. OMG! What an mp3!!!! If Princess wants to tell you what it was about, she can, but all I'm gonna say is YUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM!

Now, as you remember if you read Part I, Princess bought me a CB 2000, and the second part of my homework assignment was to play with it and try to get it fitted. Before I could do that, I had a few hair removal issues that I had to deal with because I am basically lazy and hate shaving, even though I love that smooth feeling. So, I had let things slide for awhile and had to take care of that first. After that disagreeable task was finished, I could get started on the real homework.

The CB 2000 comes with 5 different sizes of rings, to match the particular endowments of the vict.... errr.... wearer. I chose poorly on my first try but went a size larger on my next try, and managed to pull, squeeze, and stuff what I have through this ring, which BTW, when it was just an empty ring , looked huge. But try and cram a bunch of stuff through it and see how big it looks then. So, kinda tight, but not bad so far. If it becomes a problem, I'll try the next larger size.

Next comes the cage, but before you put that on, there's a bunch of little plastic spacers in the bag, along with a few pins in 2 extra sizes, and you have to pick the right combination of spacers and pins to get the fit you want. This took a little while, and it's real easy to pinch your skin in the damn thing if you're not careful, but I finally got it together so it fit pretty well. Right now, I'm sitting here and it's fairly comfortable, but we'll see how it goes tonight. If I have to adjust sizes, I will. I also need to make sure the inside of the ring I use doesn't have any rough spots to polish down, and there are two guide pins that need to be cut off flush with the ring, once I get all the sizes right. So, in a holding pattern right now, and once I'm comfortable that I have the sizes right, I'll finish off those tasks and try sleeping in it for a few nights. If there are no problems, I'll consider the homework assignment complete. And at that point, I'll tell Princess that the next move is hers.

So, those were my homework assignments, and now it's time to do a few RealWorld tasks, and then relax a little before bedtime. Thanks to everybody for reading and supporting this blog, and congratulations to Princess on another Marathon well done!

Byeeeeeeeeeeeee

little bitchass

The Adventures of Boxy in Wonderfulland, Part I.

Last night was the night! The long awaited call to Princess Grace during the Marathon, and also the big reveal of what Boxy had in it's little insides. (For backstory on Boxy, you can read this and this and this).

The festivities began with an IM from Princess telling me that she was ready for me to call her. After 3 aborted dials due to shaking fingers, I finally got her on the phone and the fun started!

Our calls always involve a lot of catch-up chat at first, and this time was no different. I really enjoy this part of it, because I do sooo enjoy talking with Princess about stuff, and we tend to get silly and do a LOT of laughing during this part of the call. We got caught up with all the gossip, and things that have been going on with each of us, that we haven't had a chance to talk about since the last call. We do talk in IMs and emails between calls, but we both have RealWorld lives to live and Princess has tons of people to tend to, so we can't always get to everything.

After catching up and drying the tears of laughter, Princess asks, "Sooo.... is Boxy there? Your Precioussssss?" Well, I didn't tell her that Boxy had been sitting there all day long waiting for the chance to spill it's guts, but instead I tried to remain calm, and squeaked out a "yesssss".

Well, I'm not a doctor, but Boxy, without any anesthesia, bravely submitted to the quickest Caesarian on record. There was a loud hiss as the hermetic seal was broken, and a gust of Princess' Samsara perfume rushed out and made me swoon. After I recovered, I proceeded. But I didn't just dump the contents out. Princess had a plan where we could stretch out the process and it would be a lot more fun for both of us, and so she had me reach in and pick out one piece at a time. She would tell me to feel around until I felt what piece she was describing to me, and then take it out of the box.

First, Princess said, "Right on top, you should feel a couple of things wrapped in tissue paper. Take the small one out."

I felt around and made a quick size calculation in my head, and feeling pretty confident (actually it was easy to tell the difference... lol), took it out and looked at it. Hmmmm.... pink tissue paper... who woulda thought? I carefully unwrapped it, and there was a pair of pink panties!

"I know those are not the style you usually wear, but the reason for this style will be obvious later." (Princess can't resist a good tease whenever she has the chance, and she had plenty of chances while I went through the box.)

"OK... put the panties aside, and get out the other piece wrapped in tissue paper."

So like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, I grab the only thing left that's in tissue paper. Mmmmm... it smelled so good... Princess had intentionally sprayed a little of her perfume on the panties and on this one too. I carefully unwrapped it, and there was the cutest little flowered nightie that you could imagine!

"Now this is from Me. That is My most favoritest nightie in the whole world, and I want you to have it".

Now, I know from talking to Princess that she rarely wears nighties while she is in bed cuddling with carebears, but for her to give me something that was this special to her was such a sweet thing to do, and if you haven't had the pleasure of getting to know Princess yet, this should show you what a special person she is. I will treasure this always, Princess. Thank you so much! I ended up wearing the nightie to bed last night. Then it was back into the box.

"Now you should feel a little bag made out of soft material. Get it out and open it."

This was easy too, since there was only one cloth bag left in the box. Out it came. A cute little drawstring bag with polkadots on it! To save time, I'm only gonna tell you that this bag contained lots and lots of little items like makeup and perfume samples. Yummy!

"OK, now feel a plastic zip-lock bag? That's next. Take it out."

I reached in and felt 2 plastic bags, so I grabbed the biggest of the two. Inside were bottles of facial masks, line reducers, supplements and moisturizers. Oh Princess... Your little bitchass NEEDS THIS!!!!! Thank youuuu!

"Now, feel for a small sized cardboard box. Get that out next." OK... felt around and felt a couple of boxes so grabbed the smaller of the two. A whole box of Crest teeth whitening strips! Princess knows I have been smoking, so she bought these for me! How thoughtful is that??? See what I mean about Princess?

"OK, what next? Hmmmm.... OK, there should be a pretty tall cardboard box there, so take it out next." OK... only 2 boxes left, so this was easy.... OMG! A webcam!

"Princess! When I guessed webcam the other night, you said you didn't get me one!"

"Well, I didn't at the time ::giggle::" And I have plans for that webcam, but for now, put it down and get to the rest. You should feel an odd-shaped plastic box. That's next."

Now my mind was racing about what she had in mind for the webcam, but had to get on with the business at hand. I felt the thing she was talking about, and took it out. EEEEEEK! There it is! The big conversation piece from the last few weeks! ANEROS!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!! Now, Billybear described it as small, but it didn't look so very small to meeeee! Yikes!

::giggle::

"Now! Last item!"

"But Princess, there's two items left."

"Hmmmm... should be a box, so what else?"

"Another plastic bag. Something shaped like a 20 foot dildo, only much smaller."

"OHHH! OK.... that's next. Out with it"

I took out the bag, and saw it was a bottle of Princess's favorite lube! The EROS stuff! How cool! The Aneros was smiling naughtily at me as I looked at the lube. Hmmmmmm......

"OK, now, one good-sized cardboard box left, right?"

"Yes Princess.. that's the last"

"Good! Get it out... ::giggle:: Now you'll know why I picked that style of panties... "

Now for some reason, Princess started giggling an awful lot here, and I started getting a funny feeling, but took out the box anyway.

(More big giggles)

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! You didn't!!! You're gonna lock me up????"

::giggles::

Yes my friends, bitchass was looking at a box that said "CB 2000" on it...

"What's wrong, honey? ::giggles:: "That's why the different panties. You're gonna need them... ::giggles::"

Well my hands were shaking so much I could hardly open the box, but I managed it and inside was a PINK CB 2000! OMFG! Princess started explaining a lot of things here that I won't go into to save space, but you can pretty much guess what it was about. I'm sure I'll be blogging about this much more in the future. Double yikes!

"Oh... and you wondered about the webcam? Think about that CB 2000... I have sooooo many plans for you! ::giggle::"

As soon as I had regained consciousness, we got on with the play part of the call.

"OK... I want you to put everything away, except for the Aneros and the lube, and take the Aneros out of it's package."

I packed everything back into the box except for the items she said to leave out, and I glared suspiciously one last time at the CB 2000 as it went back into Boxy. Right now it was time to play!

"OK, take the lube and drizzle some out and put it on the Aneros. But like I told Billybear, don't gloop it all up!"

"OK... Princess"

"Just enough to make it all shiny."

"Hmmmm.. is there some kind of cover under the cap of this lube that I have to take off? I'm squeezing and it's not comi.... EEEEEEEK!"

"What happened????"

"Ummmmm... it came out... I was expecting something like KY Jelly, but this is thinner! Geesh.. This is definitely gloop material. I better get a towel, huh?"

I don't know what was so funny about that, but Princess about went into hysterics. As I was going to get a towel, the gloop started running down my arm, and I let out a little shriek in the hallway, which of course, Princess heard. When I came back, she was still laughing.

"Is it OK, baby? What happened?? ::giggle::"

"Oh nothing... just got surprised a little, that's all... OK.... Aneros is lubed... now what?"

"Now. Stand up, put the tip of the Aneros against your ass, and hold it so the bend goes towards the front. Now push SLOWLY until it starts going in, and at some point it will kinda pop in the rest of the way. OH! And don't put it in completely backwards, like Billybear did the first time!"

"OK Princess, I'm pushing...... going in a little... real slow... "

"Take your time, honey.."

"It's going real slow, Princess.... I think it's stopping... it won't pop in... I think it's stu..... YEEEEEEP!"

"How does it feel, babycakes?"

"Uhhhhh.. it feels like I have something hanging out of my ass, Princess..."

(More hysterics from Princess)

"Ummm... OK Princess, it's in... now what?"

"OK... now sit down, VERY SLOWLY AND CAREFULLY! What kind of chair do you have there?"

"An office chair, Princess... I....... YEEEEEEEEP!"

"What was that???? You OK honey? ::giggle::"

"I just sat down, Princess... but feels kinda cramped, the chair has arms on it"

"Maybe we better move to the bed... It'll be better"

So we move to the bedroom... Well, this is it... I finally got Princess into my bedroom... I had a few issues related to using the unfamiliar cordless phone, which got Princess laughing again, but then we were ready to go again.

"OK, Princess, but this thing is making me want to pee!"

"OK honey, It'll do that... ::giggle:: go pee and come back.."

"OK, I'm back..."

"Now slowly and carefully lie down on your side, and do some clenches and thrusts with your hips... how does that feel?"

"I can feel the tip pressing into something inside and towards the front. Obxiously my prostate. It feels VERY pleasant, and the clenches are making it move around inside. Yummy!"

"OK, now grab the tail of the Aneros and move it around. How does that feel?"

"Mmmmm.. feels nice, Princess... Can feel it pushing against the front more."

"Now.. gloop some lube onto your non-phone hand and cup it over your clitty and rub slowly, while you keep up the clenches and thrusts..."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Princess started weaving a fantasy at this point and within seconds I was deep into that place she always takes me to. I'm a little fuzzy from here on out, but I can tell you one thing. Princess was right when she said the Aneros is different for everybody. I was getting closer and closer to cumming, and for me, the toy in my ass was giving me so many nice sensations that I think it was not wanting to give up my attention by letting me cum, so it seemed like it kept me on the edge for a very long time, but I just couldn't go over. It just sorta dominated my thoughts and I think it got in the way of what my brain had to do to pull the trigger on the orgasm. Princess saw right away what was happening, and she told me to stop. She said I was trying too hard, so stop and breathe. Then she started back up and told me to take it slow and easy. At one point around here, I experienced the glob of pre-cum and cum that sorta just blurbled out, just like Billybear said in his blog. Slowly but surely, Princess ramped it up and I came. Holy shit, did I cum! Never in my life have I made such a mess. And the orgasm.... oh my.... long and intense!

So after I finished, I sat up and had a nice conversation with Princess that was sorta the equivalent of an after sex cigarette, only much better. She told me to go ahead and take the Aneros out, but informed me that my ass might not want to let me take it out. She was right. The harder I pulled, the more my jealous anus pulled back. But I was stronger than it was and so it finally popped loose, which caused me to "YEEEEP!" again, and also caused more hysterics from Princess.

"You Yeeped when it went in and you Yeeped when it came out! ::giggle::"

So we wrapped it up and I reluctantly had to say goodnight, but the call was wonderful. The problem I had with cumming had a lot to do with me just not being used to the sensation it gave me, and the fact that laying on my side is not a familiar position for me to cum in. I think as I get more and more used to the Aneros, I won't have that problem.

Princess. I think it was harder to end it this time than ever before. You popped my ass cherry tonight, Princess, and the CB 2000 you bought me symbolizes very much your ownership and the control I like to give up to you. I'm nervous, happy, and excited to see where this all goes from here!

Well, before she said goodnight, Princess gave me homework, which I still need to do, but since this entry has become so long, I'm gonna go ahead and post it, and Part II, my report on my homework will follow a bit later.

Princess, you're amazing! Just awesome! Thank you sooooo much!

little bitchass

Bitchass's descent into madness...

I came home from work yesterday, and as I got close to the door, I looked down and there it was.... OMG.... it's here! "The Box"! "Hello Boxy! How was your trip? Awwww...you look all lonely and cold sitting here all by yourself. Let me take you inside!" So I picked Boxy up and hugged it and gave it a nice big twirl on the front doorstep, ignoring the stares from my neighbors, who were by then grabbing their kids and pulling them back towards their front doors.

Once inside the house, I had to go turn the computer on so I could vote for Princess Grace, and I sat the box down on the end of the computer desk. As I voted (for the 97th time today) and browsed some blogs, I couldn't help but to take quick glances at it every 10 seconds or so. I smelled a faint aroma of cotton candy, and it seemed to be coming from the direction of the box. The words "Open me", in glowing red letters, kept blinking on and off in my brain. But I knew I had to ignore the temptation, because the contents of ol' Boxy here were not gonna see the light of day until after I get Princess on the phone.

I left the computer to go have some dinner, and when I was done and getting up from the table, I looked down and the box was sitting on the floor next to me. Hmmmm... coulda swore I left it on the computer desk. Oh well, maybe I brought it with me to look at the label some more or to check it over for Princess' fingerprints. So I took it back and put it back on the desk again.

I had to do some laundry, so I took some clothes out into the garage and threw them in the washer. When I came back in, I just about fell over the box, because it somehow was sitting on the floor right in front of the door. "Hey, didn't I leave that on the desk?" Back to the desk it went. This was getting pretty wierd, and actually was starting to worry me a little bit. Has Princess finally teased me so much about inflatable butt plugs and 20 foot dildoes that I've gone over the edge?

Back at the computer, I started working on a blog entry about something or other, and while I was concentrating on it, I became aware of a faint, soft voice.

Sounded sorta like, "open me"

"What? Who said that?"

Now I'm really scared. I got up and walked around the house to see if somebody else was around, but nobody else was there. Puzzled beyond comprehension I go back to sit down at the computer and there sitting on my chair is you know who. OK... maybe I'm going about this in the wrong way, so I figured I'd try to get a conversation going with the box. "Ummm.. hey there Boxy... how's it going?" Yesss... reason with Boxy.... I know.... I've lost it...

Boxy didn't answer me, but instead just sat quietly until I started typing again.

"open me"

"Boxy! Did you say something?"

"open me... you know you wanna..."

"Ummmm... Boxy.... I'd love to open ya, but I'm not allowed to until Princess Grace is here to listen."

"open me now... she'll never know..."

"Now dammit, Boxy, you know she'll find out... she always does... and then I'll be in trouble..."

"open me you stupid motherfu......" I threw my coat over Boxy until it calmed down, but every once in awhile I would hear a muffled "open meeeeeeeee!" from under the coat. Eventually it got quiet. I guess Boxy had finally gone to sleep. I felt kinda sorry for Boxy because it probably didn't sleep very well on the FedEx truck. So I took it into the bedroom and gently placed it on the bedstand, where it spent the rest of the night. Boxy is not fooling me for one minute though. I know it's awake..... it's always awake.... waiting.... planning.... staring at me....

Princess! Make it stop looking at meeeeeee!

little bitchass

This story might be just a tiny bit fictionalized. Before you start thinking I've completely lost my mind, this story is intended to be a metaphor for what has been going through my head since Princess shipped the box to me, with instructions not to open it. For background, you may want to read this and this. Hmmmm come to think of it, maybe I finally HAVE lost my mind.... thanks a lot for that, Princess.....

Ventie time! Here's a little open letter.

I was very disturbed this morning to see a recent comment by a client that was posted in one of the LDW Phone Ops blogs. The posting specifically named another Phone Op at the service and was, how shall I say it, "less than flattering".

Now blogs can be a good thing. They can be good advertising for a business. But they can also cause damage to that same business when used in the wrong way. It never looks good when a client sinks to petty name calling in another Phone Ops blog, and then it becomes time for the blog owner to step up and remedy the situation. This kind of thing also indirectly casts a bad light on all of the Phone Ops at the Service.

As for the client/commenter, if you have an issue with a particular Phone Op, or think you've been treated unfairly in some way, then send a complaint to the owner of the Service. If you're not brave enough to do that, then just shut up. Naming names in a public forum just shows poor judgement and a total lack of class.

I know this letter may get me in trouble with my Mistress, but it's just sad that some people seem to thrive on drama and are not having fun with this like most of the rest of us, so it'll be worth it...

Only my opinion. Comments are invited.

little bitchass

OK.... yes, we have a second post for today, and it's a special post for a very special Princess.

My sweet Mistress, Princess Grace.... Happy Valentine's Day to you from your adoring pet. I can't begin to tell you how much you really mean to me. You took me when my life was going downhill fast, and you turned me around and held my hand while you led me back up to the top of the hill. The months I've spent being yours and being allowed the privilege of your friendship have been the most exciting and satisfying times of my life. I hope you will remain my Mistress and friend always.

Princess, this pet loves and respects you more than you can ever imagine.

Your little bitchass jemjem

Well, the anticipation builds... I posted a few days ago about how Princess Grace and I are playing a game that involves her sending me a package in the mail that contains stuff that she thinks will be fun to use during my calls to her. Princess has been delighting in teasing me about what will be in the package, and making me squirm by thinking about it.

Yesterday, I got an IM from Princess, and she asked me for the address that I wanted "the box" sent to. OK... before, I was anticipating it... now that I knew she was about to ship it, the anticipation ramped up a few more notches, and I started getting nervous.

Suddenly, Princess's defenses cracked, and she actually told me one of the items that she was sending me. I'm not sure if I should say exactly what it is, except that it's an article of her clothing that she holds very dear. Oh yummy.... I should tell you what it is, but no no no!

So, there was a snowstorm forecast for today in Princess's area, so she ran right out and shipped the box so it could get here by Saturday. She has good reason to want me to have it on Saturday, because we're planning on doing a call during the marathon, and she wants me to open the box while I have her on the phone. She says I'm gonna freak when I open it.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Princess then made a special trip to her shipping facility and came back about a half hour later, saying that the box has been shipped, and she gave me the tracking number so I could know when to look for it. OK... now it's real... Box is in the mail to me... Now I'm excited, squirmy, antsy, and scared all at the same time! Oh Gawwwd....

Do you all see what a wonderful Mistress Princess Grace can be? I know I do......

little bitchass

I have a news flash! I took a stroll into the chatroom last night for a quick visit, and even though the delightful and always truthful Miss Tara was there, I escaped without a butt-whuppin"!

It was touch and go for awhile, with Miss Tara explaining to me in that gentle manner of hers that my blog entry had offended her in some way. The first sign of trouble appeared right as I logged in.

"(Icy glare)... hello jem_takenbyPrincessG"...

Rut-roh... This must be some carryover from the blog issue... I tried to explain about the unusual Java glitch that had been causing some residual problems ever since the last Tease Time. I asked her to go look at the post again so she could rest assured that the glitch had disappeared and that there were no longer any problems. But just to be sure, before I asked her, I had asked billybear to check my blog to make sure it was OK, and he said everything was fine.

I think Miss Tara went to take a peek because she went silent for a few minutes, but when she came back, she still seemed a little stressed about something.

"I just read your blog....."

"You think that's pretty clever, don't you?"

Miss Tara, whatever do you mean?

"I can read between the lines!"

hmmmmmm... wonder what went wrong? It worked so well for billybear....

It was about this time that ace came in the room, and obviously feeling the love in the room, got into a giving mood and gave out Valentines Day cookies to the Mistresses. He also had a present for me. I was flabbergasted and opened the box to find a spray bottle inside. Ace said it was a special Boob De-evilizer, and so I sprayed it all over myself to try and head off any further problems that might be caused by my evil eee's.

Well, ace was just a little slow in realizing that he had made a mistake and had given me the Boob Re-evilizer instead.

Super.

Well, Miss Tara began talking with Ms Veronica about how sweet and nice I was, and I decided that this would be a good time to buy both of them some candy. Well, I think I got the wrong kind for Miss Tara, and then compounded my error by not including a pink ribbon "like that nice ace did". Sheeeeesh!

Next thing I know, I hear Miss Tara's now familiar, "Jem... Get over here!"

Yes, Miss Tara? Can I help you with something?

She didn't answer, but with much gentleness and understanding, grabbed me by the throat and squeezed until I was turning blue in appreciation.....

I knew at this point that my ass was about to be grass (which probably excited pothead), but tonydshrimp pulled my ass out of the fire by telling some really stupid jokes, which irritated Miss Tara to the point of letting go of my neck so she could go give tony a nice neck massage too. Problem is, tony is so small, that Miss Tara could only get parts of two fingers around his neck, but that was enough as she brought out a tiny little paddle and "thwip thwip thwipped" tony's shrimpy ass with it. Thanks for those jokes, little crustacean! I owe you one!

While Miss Tara was distracted by the shrimp spanking, Ms Paige entered the room. She is a new Mistress at LDW, and seems very nice. She was about to give out introductory spankings to everybody when I looked at the clock and realized that the curfew that Princess Grace has given me was upon me, so I said my goodnights to the Mistresses and roomies, and skipped out of the room on my way to bed. Sorry, Miss Tara.... hee hee

Princess, thank you sooooo much for the curfew! You saved little bitchass's ass once again!

little bitchass

What can I say but WOW! Here's a short little post so I can put my two cents in on something very impressive that Princess Grace has just accomplished. In case anybody has been living under a rock the last few days, she's has been making an awesome run up the Phone Sex Central charts, and as of last night when I left for bed, Princess was solidly in 2nd place with 183 votes! With all the sites that are listed there, that's one amazing feat for one amazing Mistress!

Princess, I'm sure I can speak for all of your pets in congratulating you, and I've never been so proud to be one of yours!

Your little bitchass

Hi everybody! Here's an update on some stuff that's been going on the last couple of days.

Let's start with Princess Grace's Tease Time. What can I say that hasn't already been said about this week's chat? Things started out pretty well. I was actually early, and was about ready to go into the chatroom when I got an IM from billybear. We chatted for a bit and had some laughs, and then we decided we'd head into the room. Well, the laughs ended there for awhile, because we both soon realized that the Java environment was on the rag, and was gonna be pissy about loading. I tried everything I could think of to get it to load, and from what I was seeing in billybear's IM, things weren't going any better on his end. When 10PM rolled around, I sent a panicked IM to Princess to let her know I couldn't get in. Princess tried valiantly to help, but freaking Java was determined to be a prick about things and nothing we did helped a bit. I told Princess to go ahead with her tease and don't worry, that I'd be in as soon as I could.

This dance went on for over a half hour. I tried over and over, and I think Java picked up on the idea of a tease, because on several occasions, it actually loaded and let me into the login screen. But then it would slow to a crawl and either time out or kick me back to that stupid Java logo. I swear I heard it smirking at me. A couple of times I actually got into the room, but couldn't see anybody. I think I was wearing old Java down and it was weakening finally! Shortly after this, I actually began seeing other users in the room, and they could see me, but I couldn't type anything. Eventually, Java got tired of the game, and I was able to operate normally in the room. Only problem was, Princess was over a half hour into the chat by that time.

When I finally got situated, Princess was making people listen to some mp3s that she had made and posted into her blog. She did 5, and when I got there, she was already up to number 3. I was able to listen to a yummy sissy mp3, and one other partial one. I say partial, because while I was listening to it, I was also gamely trying to follow what Princess was doing in the room.

Princess got started on what was looking like the yummiest tease. At least it seemed very yummy to me because it involved pink wrist and ankle cuffs and a nice pink collar.... mmmmm... We were on our knees, with wrists and ankles cuffed together and Princess proceeded to do what she does best, which was to tease us relentlessly with her body, while enjoying the fact that we couldn't touch anything. She went over to her bed and laid down, and started to touch herself in all the places we were wanting to touch her. I was already sinking deep into the tease when I had to snap out of it and leave to take care of some Realworld business... Damn it! So that was Tease Time for me, left needywanty again, but I totally enjoyed it while I was there. Princess did her usual awesome job, and she performed just as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened at the start. She's a real pro! You can read more accounts of this weeks Tease Time in Princess' blog and billybear's blog.

As for the new mp3s, she has them posted in her blog, and in the Cockcontrol and Sissyschool forums. I'll make it easy for you to find them....

My_sweet_little_kitten.mp3

Cuckold_fantasy_part_2.mp3

Sissy_caught_in_the_act.mp3 (yes I know... until I find a way to fix, you have to log in)

Shrinking_fantasy.mp3

I_am_your_everything.mp3

Now.... I also had a nice chat with Princess in IM, and she was telling me about the Marathon that's happening next weekend. I think she's gonna have some really nice prizes for the ones who call her. Since she is a constant tease, she was being vague about what the prizes were. I tried to interrogate her so I could clue you all in on what they were, but she wouldn't budge. She just told me enough to get me all squirmy, which I think she kinda likes to do sometimes.

Here's what I was able to find out. If you do a 20 minute call with Princess during the Marathon, you get a boob flash! Now how yummy is that???? For an hour long call, you get a really special mp3. For anybody who does a 2 hour call, she's thinking that she "might" do some kinda super duper, knock you on your ass mp3. Can't wait for this one! Everybody better whip out those credit cards, because it sounds like this is gonna be fun!

OK, now this is really cool! As I'm writing this, Princess is all the way up to #2 in the Phone Sex Central ratings. I hope you all are voting as much as you can, because I'd love to see Princess go higher. It would be a really nice way to thank Princess for all the extra effort she puts out to make us feel special. She is a one of a kind Mistress and Lady, and if anybody deserves to be Number 1, it's her. If you feel like you want to show your appreciation, you can vote for her from my Princess Links on the right sidebar of this blog whenever you're here. Not only will you make her happy, you'll make me happy too.

As for me, I had a few funny things happen to me today. It started at the grocery store checkout line. I got "ma'amed" by the checkout girl! What's funny about that is that I was just wearing ugly old boy clothes, and I didn't think I was lookin' very girly. But then later, check this out!

I went to get my nails done at the nail salon I go to every 3 weeks. It was kinda crowded, and I was sitting there waiting, wearing the same clothes as I was earlier at the grocery store. There were two ladies sitting to my left, who seemed to be having a problem with getting a handle on the order they were gonna get worked on. The lady sitting next to me (who obviously had left her glasses at home) asked me if I was next, and I said yes, in my not so girly sounding voice. She turned to the other lady, and completely disregarding the huge audio clue I had just given her, pointed to me and said to the other lady, "she's next". The other lady must've been in a sorta confused state, so the first lady had to explain again that "she" (meaning me) was next in line. Must be my pheromones or something.

I also got worked over pretty good by Miss Tara in the chatroom a few nights ago. She is soooo good at twisting what you really said into something that you didn't educating us all in the proper ways to conduct ourselves in the chatroom. By the time she was done, she had all the Mistresses in the room piling on praising me about how sweetly I welcomed allegedly called Ms Veronica a liar into the group. Now... I never said that believe in accepting personal accolades, but Miss Tara is so good at this, that before long she even had me believing it. Now, Ms Veronica is threatening to get her revenge on thinking of some way to reward me when I least expect it, and she has some demon that I think is gonna help her with it. To put an exclamation mark on my night, Miss Tara gave me such an awesome ass whuppin' that I still have the marks on my butt to prove it. I wish billybear coulda been there to see it. Whenever he's there, there's always a better than average chance that he will irritate Miss Tara enough to get his own ass spanked, and I can go hide in the closet until she forgets that she was even gonna spank me. Where oh where is Princess when I need her to protect meeeee?

Well, it's getting late, so that's it for now.

little bitchass

This anticipation is killing meeeeeeeeeeeeee! Well, I'm at work, and just a short while ago my IM window went orange. I was delighted to see that it was from Princess! I have to tell ya, seeing IMs or emails come in from Princess are just the yummiest thing for me! I do soooooo love the contact with her! Mmmmmmmmm......

So, we chat for a while, and then Princess tells me that her UPS guy just dropped off a package. Now, before I tell you what it was, let me give you some background.

A while back I had talked to Princess about a nutty idea I had that would be fun for me and hopefully for her too. She agreed with me and we made an "arrangement" where she could get me the "supplies" that she thinks would be fun to have during our phone calls. This arrangement works so well for me in a lot of ways. Since a big part of my relationship with Princess involves her having at least as much fun as I am having, this satisfies my "what pleases Princess, pleases me" need. Princess picks out whatever she wants to buy me, and this makes her happy, because it lets her go exactly where she wants to go with me. It also provides a painless way for her to satisfy her naughty shopping urges. Also, I had wanted the stuff to go to her first, so that she could handle everything before sending them on to me. I wanted it to feel like these things came directly from her cute little hands to mine. All good for me.

OK.... now.... I realize that you're probably saying, "Geez, bitchass.... what are you, insane? What if she gets you stuff that you really aren't ready for?" Well, I admit that thought crossed my mind when we were first discussing the arrangement, but I tossed that thought out on it's ass because I totally trust Princess not to push me anywhere that she's not sure I'm capable of going. Sure I'm antsy about where she's gonna take me, but it's a really good antsy. I have total confidence in Princess' judgement, because she knows me pretty well at this point in time. Bottom line is.... I've told Princess that this is her show, and I'll try my hardest to do whatever she decides, and I'll try not to ever disappoint her.

Soooooo... for the past few weeks, Princess has been driving me crazy with little hints about the things she was looking at for me. She won't tell me anything I can hold solidly in my hands and know its a sure thing. I had some preconceived ideas of what she might pick out, but I'm willing to bet that all of them are wrong. With all the clues that she's dropped, I know even less now than when she started shopping for me, and she's driving me absolutely nuts! Princess knows how squirmy she's making me, and she's playing it for all it's worth, by sprinkling in a lot of "awwwww... poor baby"s, and ::giggles::. You think that Princess is only good at teasing cocks? She is also a pro at working on your mind (she is the Mindfucktress after all), but I so love every bit of what she's doing with me. Or is that "to" me?

OK... back to the present. Princess has completed her buying, and the box is sitting in front of her as we are chatting in the IM. She's teasing me like nobody's business by playing with things in the box without telling me what they are. I am squirming my ass off in anticipation and she didn't help matters when she told me "oh, I have plans for you, babycakes... lol". So, all I can do now is wait for her (with a wet spot in my panties) to mail the box to me, where I will open it up while I have her on the phone. How yummy is that? Well, I've gotta get back to work now, but I'll tell you more as soon as I can.

Princess, as always, I am so happy to be your pet, and can't wait to see where you are gonna take me on this journey. I feel safe and secure knowing that you will be right there with me.

little bitchass

Hi everybody! Guest writer time! Last night was the latest in Princess Grace's Tease Time chat events, and I usually try to post a report on it for the benefit of lbb or anyone else who might have missed it. Much to my dismay, I had to leave the chat way too early, so I asked my pal BillyBear to fill me in on the parts I missed. His report was so good, that I asked him if he would take over and write the whole blogpost for this week. In my opinion, BillyBear is the funniest and most creative writer in all these blogspaces, so it's an honor for me to post his account on my blog! So here, for your reading pleasure, is his view of what happened!


Hi All,Well jem is apparently buried in the RealWorld and asked me to write up the TeaseTime entry for last night so that she could get it out in a timely fashion. Now mind you I see things a little differently then most but I'll try and make this just a straight up accounting. Pardon my language - I know I'll get a little worked up here.

Princess was in fine fucking form last night! She brought it, big time!

First before the event started and I always think of these TeaseTimes as 'events' I was in there asking people to vote. I'll always do it, I think of it as a courtesy. If you've ever experienced a TeaseTime then you know, come on admit it, you know you're going to have a great time. A lot of times of late Princess has been tossing in not one but three mp3s along with them. With her "pipes" and chops they are beyond hot!

So as a token of our appreciation I feel we should vote and it's easy. Just go to her blog and vote, it's on the top of the page.

http://psoprincess.blogspot.com/

These events usually have a ten minute or so warm up where folk get to interact with Princess Grace before she begins to uh work - lol. "Work" is inaccurate for one you can tell LOVES what she does so very much. Which is making us all wanty and needy and hard and well horny as hell. Princess's mood appeared to be very playful!

After the initial banter she had us listen to the MP3s in this order:

Come Home to Me (a sissy one)
Anything for Me (a humiliation one)
Do as You're Told (a stroker one)

Now I was a little bitter that she didn't do an earwax one but I rapidly got over it. Each of them are very very good, you can pick what best matches your interest(s) or if you're more of a utility infield pervert like me enjoy all three. "Do as You're Told" actually requires props. THAT was fun!"

Anything for Me" is one where Princess uses her "bossy" voice and is uh very humiliating.

"Come Home to Me" I liked a lot too but I tend to prefer Princess softer - I get yelled at enough at work - lol

The mp3s ended. Her room count climbed as high as 35 if not higher at times. Amazing!

Princess seemed to escalate from domme mode into a super mega bitch mode while everyone was begging to cum (she said something down the lines of, "You didn't think the teasing would stop when the mp3s were over, did you?") She had everyone take Her cock(s) back out, lube up and get to work. With nice slow strokes etc. Wonderful descriptions of how to do it. Then the scary mega bitch talk started. It was scary because of how both incredibly accurate and inaccurate it was at the same time. It was down the lines of, "Your want and need will grow until it consumes you." (accurate) later "Do you think I fucking care?!!" (inaccurate - Princess cares for her pets a great deal) but it fit the tone of her tease perfectly.

Then she said, "Cum for me my pets ... goood boys and gurls" as geysers of sperm erupted across America. If you left early, a pity you missed it!

Pop quiz. Of the two paragraphs above, which is the lie? Hmmmmmm?

::billybear whispers:: the second one! No one was permitted to cum.

My impressions are that this was a phenomenal TeaseTime and Princess was a wonderful ass kicking cock teasing bitch of a hostess.

Sincerely, awesome job Princess!

Her billybear


Thanks, BillyBear! Awesome job yourself!

If anyone hasn't read Billybear's stuff before, I recommend that you go visit his blog and get caught up! But be warned, his blog is dangerously funny, so don't blame me if you have to change your underwear after you read it!

Princess, sorry that I couldn't stay, but what I saw was awesome! The mp3s were fantastic as always, and you had me all needywanty even though I didn't see the whole thing!

little bitchass