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)

Zombie Bambi In The House!

The first post-Halloween Tease Time took place in the Community Kink Chatroom last night, and I was still a little bit bitter about the fact that the Stroke Princess didn't come Trick or Treating at my house the night before. I had gone to all the trouble of making Halloween cookies in the shapes of Vampiratrixes, Succubi, and even Wolf heads. I had a special treat bag all made up for Her too. It had special Halloween perfume, "Eau de Undead", special candy stakes and mallets, peckermint flavored cock lolipops, marshmallow brooms, and as an extra special treat, little cock cages made out of red licorice. I even made up 147 Jello Shots ahead of time in case She was really thirsty after a hard night's work.

But, it was all for nothing. Princess never showed up, so I made myself all sick and stuff because I had to eat all the candy and slurp all the Jello Shots before they went bad.

Princess cheered me up when She arrived in the room though, by telling me that "The Package" would be arriving at my house today. Too bad I won't be able to open it for a few days, since She has to go to a couple of parties and so She can't take my call on those nights. But that's OK Princess... I've only been locked up 77 days here... so it's no big deal if You want to blow off letting Your poor locked up pet out so You can go tease a few boys. I know You don't get to tease boys very often, so I won't get in the way of that. hee hee hee

One very scary newsflash was passed around the room for anybody interested. A zombified deer was spotted shuffling slowly through the woods in the vicinity of Princess Grace's castle. Various ways to kill a zombified deer were discussed by the chatters, with shooting in the head or bashing his cute widdle head in with a stick being the most popular. But in the end, Princess had the final say, and She decided that the easiest way to dispatch his undead ass for good would be by hitting him with Her car again. She plans on taking care of that as soon as Her car gets back from the body shop.

We did find out one very useful tidbit of Princess Grace Knowledge last night. Princess revealed that She wears panties when She bowls! GASP! Yes! It's true! She also let us in on another secret. Where most people would get self-conscious if other people watched their asses while they bowled, having someone watch Her ass while She bowls actually helps Princess bowl better. So next time You see Princess in the bowling alley, be sure not to take your eyes off of Her ass so She'll bowl a great game!

At one point during the chat, BillyBear suggested that Princess brand Mike, one of the boys in the room. Princess said that branding wasn't Her style, and so BillyPrincess sprang into action and branded a big BP onto one of Mike's ass cheeks. This got Princess' attention...

"You're not branding one of My boys during My chat, are you, BillyBear?"

"Ummm... uhhh... already done, Princess..."

So, BillyPrincess whipped out another branding iron, and branded a huge "X" right over top of the BP. If another boy hadn't distracted Princess with a shiny vampire comment right about this time, things might've gotten ugly. But BillyBear escaped and lived to see another sunrise.

As the time started to get late, Princess had everybody take out their cocks and clitties and stroke or rub. Of course I had to complain. Princess, being the compassionate Mistress that She is, and knowing that I couldn't play along, made me go and listen to Her newest MP3 instead. See, this was Her way of protecting me from the horrible torture of having to watch everyone having a good time. Wonderful! This was just what I needed... except that listening to Her voice got me even more squirmy than I already was. But because I am such a loyal, trustworthy, and loving pet, I followed Her instructions and made it through it without crying too much. I did get some support from Pantysue here, who bravely refused to stroke too, in a heartwarming show of solidarity! She did crumble after awhile, said "the hell with this!", and stroked until she caught up with the rest of the room. But I don't blame her for crumbling... Princess is awesome when She gets into a tease like this!

The people in the room were stroking when I left to listen to the MP3, and they were still stroking when I got back. I'm not sure how many times Princess might've edged them and then made them start again, but pretty soon, I heard the dreaded command,

"OK, take your hands away! ::giggles::"

Now here's the best part! Princess said that nobody was allowed to cum for the rest of the night! If anybody had any plans with a significant other, they had better find a way to do it without cumming! Awwwww... poor babiessssss!

I kinda lost my composure here, and began cackling and laughing at the chatters because I at least didn't have to take my hands away, and besides, I sure as shit wasn't gonna be able to cum anyway. Being locked up for 76 days will make you a little crazed, and actually I'm kinda sorry I lost it and laughed at everybody. OK, so I'm not sorry! Hahahahahaha! Serves you all right, you unlocked bastards! neener neener neener.... Bwahahahahahaha!

Sorry... really...

OK, I guess that's enough for today..... I'm losing it...

As always, I wuvs my Stroke Princess!

little bitchass

Happy Halloween Everybody!

And the scariest of Halloween wishes to all the Mistresses at LDW! Here's a special BOO! to My awesome Vampiratrix Mistress and Stroke Princess, Ms Grace! I'll give You some candy if You come to my house tonight, Princess!

Last night was Tuesday night, and of course that always means "Midnight Madness" time in the Community Kink chatroom! I'll tell you what I can remember about it, but I have been in a pretty pitiful state these last few days, and I'll tell you why in a minute.

But to begin with, Ms Grace did about the first half of the chat solo, and She busied Herself with tormenting the needy boys and demonstrating how easy it is for Her to take their souls. I was pretty safe because She took mine months ago. Not that I mind of course...

Ace arrived carrying an inflatible donut that he could park his sore ass on since it was still healing after last Tuesday's historic birthday pummeling. He also brought his special Ms Kate radio with him and we soon got a message from Ms Kate, saying She'd be late. She was torturing some lucky boy on a long phone call and was running a little late.

Ace seemed to be in a feisty mood... he even took all of Ms Grace's Reeses candies away from Her! What was most disturbing was how he did it. Princess would hold one between Her teeth, then lean forward, and Ace would take the Reese's with his teeth'es. I can't take much of watching that kinda stuff these days, so I covered my eyes.

We talked about halloween costumes, and Princess decided at the last minute to go with a Sexy Kitty costume rather than the Sexy Vampiratrix-Succubus. She realized that She was already a Sexy Vampiratrix-Succubus, and it would've been too easy for Her to go anywhere as that. Of course, She's already a pretty cute Pussy too, but at any rate, that's what She decided on. Mistresses can always change their minds!

All along the way, Princess kept sending the new arrivals over to Her blog to listen to Her latest MP3. I kept shaking my head as the poor fools went happily to their drooling fate. They weren't good for much of anything but incoherently mumbling stuff like"I surrender" and "take my soul" when they wandered back into the room.

Ms Kate arrived, and She was in a really playful mood from working over that boy in Her call. It didn't get by Her, or Princess Grace either, when a new chatter made the mistake of saying the "anything" word out loud in the chatroom. The poor bastard! He'll learn.....

Then we began to mix cookie dough for baking some nice Halloween cookies! But one of the tiny little boys who's name escapes me, unfortunately fell into the cookie dough and got mixed in. I say unfortunately because Princess happens to like munching on cookie dough, and the poor little feller lost a leg before Princess even knew he was in there. But we forged ahead and baked the cookies anyway.

Ace started to take advantage of the situation and began putting cookies down Ms Kate's blouse, which made Her invite him over to snuggle with Her. That's when I covered my eyes again. I got booted out of the room shortly after that and couldn't get back in for about 5 minutes, and when I got back it seemed half the room was gone. I LOVE these Java upgrades!

After I got back into the chatroom, it was time for the chat to end, and so the Mistresses went off to do their Mistressy duties, and the room emptied out like a bathtub after you pull the drain stopper out.

OK, as for me and my pitiful state, I've been cruising along in Princess Grace's little pink cage for the last few months, and I think I've been dealing with that reasonably well this time, at least up until a few days ago. That's when Princess told me that She mailed me a package. I'm hoping that part of the contents will be the keys that will unlock the cage so I can get out for awhile. I am also hoping it will be working keys! Not somebody else's... not ones with the teeth filed off... and certainly not ones that have been dipped in silver and turned into earrings. I would like these to work, and that's assuming that Princess will even let me turn them in the lock to find out. She usually likes to make me put one in the lock and then sit there and look at it and sweat out whether She's really gonna eventually let me out or not.

She also mentioned some kind of prezzie that She included, but won't tell me what it is.... as usual... She did tell me that I can't open the package until I can call Her on the phone, and until then, I'll have to just watch the package sitting there... taunting me... This can get very nervewracking and starts to drive me nuts after a few days. The episode with Boxy earlier this year is still very fresh in my mind, and talking to a cardboard box was definitely not normal.

I've gotten a few cryptic clues from Princess, but no real indication of what She's planning. She started the ball rolling with Her comment to this post in my blog a few nights ago. She also mentioned something about signing me up for something. BillyBear thinks maybe She enlisted me in the Marines. Then, last night during Midnight Madness, She told everybody that She disclosed Her plans for me to Her Boytoy, and he told Her that She was twisted.

Super...

But, as always, if it's fun for Princess, then I'm all in. She knows that I trust Her completely and that I'll at least try to do whatever She comes up with, and She doesn't even need to get me to say the "I'll do anything" death sentence for Her. So, whatever You're thinking, Princess, I'll do my best not to disappoint You. But one thing this is doing is making me constantly think about it, and wondering if today will be the day it arrives. I can handle the waiting pretty well until the end is in sight, and then I start to lose it really quickly. I found out from Princess that I now hold the record for longest time in denial by one of Her pets, and by the time the package gets here and I can do a call, I may just be a big puddle of raspberry Jello on the floor.

As always, I wuvs my Stroke Princess!

Quivering along at Day 75...

little bitchass

P.S. Thank you Ace for reminding me of a few things I had forgotten from the chat!

Oh Boy! I've Just Found What I'm Getting Princess Grace For Christmas!

And shush! Just remember, everybody... this is a secret, so keep this on the "down low", because I want it to be a big surprise for the Stroke Princess. I can't wait to see the tears of sheer joy that will be rolling down Her lovely cheeks when She opens this!

I have a few concerns that I need to address on it, because it's gas powered, and I hope that the noise and exhaust fumes won't be excessive. I'm also wondering if I might want to pre-mix some oil and gas mixture and send it along so Princess won't have to bother with all that messy stuff on Christmas morning.

OMG! Princess Grace is sooooo gonna love this prezzie!

little bitchass

One Violent Week In The Life Of A Chatroom...

This week has been a busy one for me so far, and so I'm gonna combine my usual chat reports and other updates into one giant blogpost that nobody will read anyway.

Where to start? Let's see.....

Tuesday night maybe? Yeah.. good start! Tuesday night! Midnight Madness! Tuesday night turned into a celebration of Ace's birthday, and Ace was lucky ::ka-chink:: to have survived it. From the moment he arrived, Ms Kate and the Stroke Princess teased and tormented the living daylights out of him. At some point during the teasing, the spanking and zapping commenced, and that escalated until poor Ace got one buttcheek branded with a huge "KG". I swear it sounded and smelled like there was bacon grilling in the chatroom.

Ace was still unlocked and out of his cage, and I understand he had been given a "get out of jail free" card, and was able to cum whenever he wanted. That bastard! When I heard that I started to lobby Ms Kate to put him back in the cage ASAP. If I can't have cummies, I don't want anybody else to be able to either. Think of all the fun you'll have being in lockdown over the Christmas holidays, Ace!

Moving on to Thursday night...

Another birthday, another beating...

Princess was in "a mood" last night! She was looking forward to punishing her "Lucky Blog Bitch" ::ka-chink:: today for not getting Her MP3 posted, and She was also looking for a dick to play with in the worst way. So of course, who strolls into the chatroom but BillyBear? Since yesterday was his birthday, it soon became apparent that it was gonna be BillyBear's turn for some pain. In addition to getting spanked by Ms Grace , the SpankMistress also showed up to pay Her "respects" and BillyBear soon found himself tied over a spanking bench. He got all of the fuzzy blue fur shaved off his ass, leaving it looking like a pink baboon ass. After that, he got his cheeks "prepared" with a topical application of ice onto and into his ass. Then came a lights out beating.... prolly the longest beating I've ever witnessed in the chatroom. It was almost as if Princess and the SpankMistress were actually enjoying turning his ass into hamburger. Ha Ha! Who am I kidding? Enjoying it? LOL... I kinda think Ace was munching on cookies and smiling a little while all this was going on too....

Part-time Mistress Steph Marie, obviously in a mood for blood, got in on the fun, at one point shooting poor BillyBear through his eye. Luckily ::ka-ckink:: for him, this was the same eye that got knocked out during that unfortunate skull-fucking incident some years back, and so it could've turned out much worse than it did.

But BillyBear never did snap, he bravely (or very stupidly, depending on how you look at it) stood there without crying, even asking for more, and proving once again that no Mistress can break him or make him beg for mercy.

And so, that's pretty much what happened in the two hosted Chat Events this week.

As an aside, I got some good news during the chat last night! Princess said that She was going to go to the Post Orifice today and was gonna mail me something! Oh boy! This could what I've been waiting for! She's been hinting very strongly that I'll be getting out of Her cage soon, and I'm hoping that She will be sending the key to the lock that's been containing me for the past 70 days. If it's not the key, I may be joining Ace in jingling our locks while we're singing Christmas carols this year. Either way, whatever makes my Stroke Princess happy, makes me happy. I just hope that me getting out tomorrow is what makes Her happy! LOL

OK, I wish I had time to add more stuff and fix mistakes, but I'm writing this at work, and my lunch hour was up about an hour ago. So it is what it is, and I hope the post is readable. Right now, I have to go back to work.

I know it's been a long time since I said this, but I do WUVS my Princess!

little bitchass

Stop The Transmorgifiers! We Have Another Birthday In The House!

I just got word from the Mother Ship that today is a special day for my good friend, instigator, tormenter, skinflint boss, and occasional blog collaborator BillyBear (AKA TracerBulletBilly, BillyPrincess, BillyProphet, BillyGrendel, Tracer-Achilles, MostHolyBilly, Legendary Domme, Billy-Odysseus, Perverted Elf, or one of his other aliases) ... it's the chubby little blue Smurfbear's birthday!

In case you haven't been exposed to his blog writings, sit your ass down and read some of his original stuff but wear a diaper in case you lose all bladder control. I highly recommend the TracerBulletBilly series and the Wastelands series (prolly because I collaborated on those... LOL), but also his amazing "The Oddity" epic.

So Happy Birthday, you pervert, and many more! Hope you eat too much birthday cake and puke! hee hee hee

little bitchass

P.S. Friday said to tell you hello, and said thanks for all that lead in her knees!

A Widdle Birthday Jingle For Ace...

Happy Birthday to Ace,
You belong in your cage...
Hope you beat my new record,
And get out next Christm-Ace!

Have a great birthday! And quit yer whining... it'll only be about 14 months until you can stroke again.....

little bitchass

Princess Grace's Wild Kingdom...

I went to Ms Grace's Tease Time chat last night expecting that I would probably be tortured even closer to the point of insanity by our Stroke Princess than usual. It became apparent, not very long after Princess Grace arrived, that something was not going well in Her Kingdom. I think it was the,

::Well, welcome to My shitty night::

that tipped me off. It seems that Princess had been out doing Her Princess duties and had just had a vehicular encounter with one "traffically challenged" deer named Bambi. Princess said that She wasn't hurt, just a bit shook up, but Her Princess chariot didn't fare so well and will need some body work. And so, Tease Time became a game of "Take Princess' Mind Off Of The Accident" and we all did our best to help Her to enjoy Her evening at least.

There were lots of Bambi jokes and references to deer hunting made, and a few of the chatters left and came back into the room with new screen names that contained some variation of the "Bambi" theme. Princess threatened to shoot anybody appearing to be a deer, because She was still a widdle upset with Bambi, but mainly just deer in general.

A jello wrestling pool was set up and Princess stripped and jumped in and got into a rasslin' match with BillyBambiBear. He got the first points in when he surprised Princess and slammed Her onto Her back into the jello and tried to pin Her. She wasn't gonna have any part of being on the bottom for very long, and so She made a nifty move where She wrapped her legs around BillyBambiBear. Then She flipped him over the top and drove him straight onto the top of his head into the jello, and then pounced on him and pinned him by sitting on his head. I don't think he minded that very much from the dazed smile he had on his face when She finally let him up.

After the match was over, some of the rest of us took a few laps in the pool until we all finally got tired of feeling sticky, and so we got out and Princess hosed us down with a fire hose. From there, it was freeform chat the rest of the way, with lots of Princess teasing and more wildlife jokes mixed in for good measure.

As for myself, I got off very easily last night. I was expecting a much more difficult time, considering yesterday was my 62nd day locked up in Princess' little pink cage. Even so, Princess was still able to make me squirm, even without trying very hard. What a surprise, huh?

But the main thing was that I think we all were able to keep Princess laughing and took Her mind off of Her troubles for an hour, and if we did that, that makes me feel pretty good. She really did a remarkable job just by coming into the room and playing. That goes to show you what a true professional Stroke Princess She is. If it had happened to me, I think I would've been a wreck for a week.

Princess, I hope You're feeling better today and that this won't take up too much of Your time or attention. (Or take Your mind away from thinking about sending me a key... hee hee) You've certainly got enough on Your plate already.

For any of you who are reading this, maybe a trip to Her wishlist and a little prezzie buying might make Her feel a little better.

Your bitchass wuvs You, Princess!

See you all next time!

little bitchass

Report From Last Night's Midnight Madness...

Well, I decided I would just go ahead and take a chance on getting teased into insanity at last night's Midnight Madness Chat in the Kink Chatroom. I'm not that far from being insane anyway, so what could it hurt, right?

I was lucky ::ka-ching:: and was able to get some RealWorld commitments out of the way in plenty of time, and I had even been able to answer the Stroke Princess' questions for Her latest "Get To Know You" blogpost, and then waited for Her to moderate and approve them. If you haven't taken part in any of these yet, Princess poses about 5 questions and asks us to answer them. It's always a lot of fun and Princess gets some really interesting answers.

I finished my RealWorld commitments and got back home, I checked and found that my answers were not posted yet, and so I fired off a quickie IM to Princess, and She said that She didn't see them. What probably happened was that I finished my answers and somehow exited without pressing the Publish button. Gone... wonderful!

So, I had about 10 minutes left until midnight, when the chat was scheduled to start, and so I recreated my answers as well as I could, but you know, the second version is never as good as the first. But it got done, and that's the important thing. If you haven't gone there to play this game of Princess' yet, I think you'd enjoy doing so! So go do it, dammit! LOL

I finished just in time and strolled into the chatroom just before the stroke (no pun intended) of midnight. I started getting a bit alarmed when midnight arrived along with some other chatters, and no Mistresses had showed up. I fired off another IM to Ms Grace asking if She was still coming. Yes, that was "coming"... not "cumming". She said that She was hung up and would be late. Just as I started to relay her message to the restless mass of chatters, I saw Ms Kate enter the room. It's a good thing she made it to the chat because as it turned out, Princess was tied up for the whole hour-long chat event and never came. If Ms Kate hadn't come in, we would've had to appoint Ace an honorary Mistress for the night.

Speaking of Ace, he braved a bad case of the sickies to show up, but then again, he would show up if he was on his deathbed if he thought Ms Kate was gonna be there. He even gave me a magically replenishing container of cookies in honor of my 60th day in Princess Grace's cage. It arrived at a good time, because my friends Krissi and Steph Marie and a few others were suggesting that I should be able to go 600 days for Princess. Ummmm... Princess knows that if She asked me to, I'd give it a go, but I really don't think 600 is gonna happen! Still, I hope Princess wasn't watching the room while all this was going on.

Ms Kate seemed to be enjoying my predicament, especially suggesting that keys tend to get lost in the mail, and she giggled evilly every time my cage shrunk a little more. Luckily ::ka-ching:: for me, She got involved in discussing a fashion show that Steph Marie was putting on for the crowd, and that gave me enough time to slink out of the bright light and over into a dark corner of the room to cool down for awhile.

Pantysue continued to offer me her support, like how I should be taking some little blue pills while still locked in the cage, and how I would no doubt be sampling some ginger in my nether regions in the near future. At least she hasn't jumped onto the "BillyBear Bandwagon" and hasn't started suggesting the use of traffic cones to Princess. There's a very good reason for this though. Pantysue and I are sorta in the same boat, and when Princess tries out something new on one of us, the other usually ends up doing something similar before too long.

In between all this, Ms Kate was using her Southern Charms and teasing the hell out of the chatters. At least She didn't seem to have Her Zapper with Her. She has a whole truckload of those things though, and I can't help but wonder if She stopped using them because of some unfortunate accident where maybe She zapped herself inadvertently. As for Ace, I think he was feeling much better after being curled up next to Ms Kate for awhile. I thought I heard a tiger purring contentedly a couple of times.

Before I even knew it, the hour was up, Midnight Madness was history, and Ms Kate was saying goodbye to everyone so She could get to Her next appointment. The hour just went wayyyy too fast, and it was just a shame that Princess never got to play with us.

But on a side note, after Midnight Madness was over, I was able to chat with Princess for a few minutes between Her calls, and She took me window shopping at one of the bondage sites that we've bought from in the past. We looked at some things She wanted to show me, and maybe I'll be telling you all what they were in the future if they get included in some of our play. If anyone is interested in bondage gear, this site has some fun toys to play with! If you're interested, look here. Princess, I had a blast looking at this stuff with You, and I hope we can do it again soon! I do sooo love shopping at bondage sites, especially if You're the one taking me shopping!

It's soooo much fun to have a Mindfucking, Cockteasing Bitch of a Stroke Princess as my Mistress!

See y'all next time!

little bitchass

60 Days! I've Been Locked Up For 60 Freaking Days!

I'm totally screwed by the Stroke Princess... No keys... so there's no easy way out unless I break Her cage, which I don't think I could make myself do... It just fully sunk in while I was wall-climbing this morning. Today it's difficult! 2 goddamned months! No wonder I'm nuts! And this is probably only gonna get worse and worse. Everything was pretty tolerable until I went past 50 days, but now....... UGHHHHHHH!

OK, I've gotta stop thinking about it... Got to try and stay out of Princess' blog for the rest of today... Get back to work and keep what's left of my mind occupied....

If I'm foolish enough to come to Midnight Madness tonight, can I maybe borrow a straightjacket from somebody?

Sorry about the vent... I'm hoping this will pass...

::Practices breadstick dance::

little bitchass

Breadsticks, Anyone?

I was browsing a bondage newsgroup over a cup of coffee this morning and a little series of pictures caught my attention. It's funny how seeing a particular pic can trigger memories of feelings I've had in the past, but had forgotten about. While the pics don't represent exactly the concept I'm gonna talk about, it doesn't take too much imagination to see the images in your heads the same way as I saw them this morning.



When I first saw the pics, of course I noticed the cute model and the yummy ballet outfit, but I didn't see them so much as a bondage predicament, but instead they made me remember some feelings I had in my early teen years. I saw in my head the image of the girl as a puppet on strings, being made to dance by an unseen Puppetmaster. I remembered seeing a few movies where this was done to a few unwilling girls, and I remembered how erotic the idea was to me at the time, and how much I wanted to be the girl being manipulated on the strings. Keep in mind that when I was feeling these feelings, I really had no idea what they represented, because it wasn't until much later that I started putting together why I felt the way I did about different things.

Now back to this morning... While I was thinking about the puppet concept, it occurred to me that this is just another manifestation of my need to give up control to my Mistress. Yes, I'm talking about the Stroke Princess, the Mindfucktress, the Cockteasing Bitch, the Keeper of the Keys, Ms Grace.

In a lot of different ways, I feel like my D/s relationship with Princess Grace fits perfectly into the Puppetmaster/puppet concept. Of course, in this case it's "PuppetMistress". I have willingly held out my wrists and ankles to Her so that She could attach the strings that She pulls to make me dance for Her pleasure. She has only to manipulate a few of my strings, and I'm gonna do anything She wants. I can't resist the pull of the strings, not that I would want to anyway.

She's made me dance before. If you remember, it was Princess who made me dance the "Snap Like A Breadstick" dance. I'm not gonna rehash that in this post, but if you aren't familiar with that dance, look here.

I will say this much though... Today is my 58th day locked into the Stroke Princess' little pink cage, and I'm beginning to smell the breadsticks in the oven and I think they're getting pretty crispy. I was wondering why my lockdown this time was a little easier than the last few, but now that I've gone past my old record of 50 days, I'm in uncharted territory and the needing and wanting is getting much more intense again. I'm trying to hold out as long as You want me to, Princess, but I think I'll be dancing again soon.

Maybe some of you might think that thinking of myself as someone's puppet is a bad thing, but I don't feel that way at all. I love the idea that Princess is up there working my strings. The concept works perfectly for me, and even if the strings weren't there, I'd still be Her pet and doing whatever it is that She decides She wants me to do. If She's happy, then I'm happy.

It's kinda neat to have a whole blog post triggered by simply seeing a few pictures, and seeing the relationship between Ms Grace and I from this slightly different angle was a very yummy thing for me to think about. I'm glad I happened to do a little newsgroup browsing today.

I'm also glad to be Princess' pet, because as I think I've said once or twice before, I wuvs my Princess!

See you next time!

little bitchass

Why Do I Put Myself Through This? Just Because...

There is torture, and then there is torture. I know when you hear the word, some if not most of you associate it with something bad. The torture I'm gonna talk about today took place last night in Princess Grace's Tease Time chat, and this type of torture is anything but bad.

The recipe goes like this:

1. Place assorted strokers and sissies in a chatroom (including 1 pet who has been in lockdown for 55 days).

2. Add in 1 helping of Ms Grace, the most Mindfuckingest, CockTeasingest Mistress ever... The Stroke Princess Herself, and mix thoroughly, allowing strokers and sissies to overheat and melt.

3. Stir well.

4. Let this mix sit and bubble for 1 hour.

5. Remove Stroke Princess.

6. Watch strokers and sissies want and need Ms Grace desperately for another week.

Easy, huh?

Well, there are some areas that were easier than others.

When Princess came into chat last night, She brought with Her a shiny new MP3 that She had just recorded that afternoon. What made this MP3 special was that this happened to be one of Princess' own personal fantasies! It was called appropriately, "Princess Grace's Fantasy" , and everyone in chat was encouraged to go listen to it. I've been through this exercise before and I knew that after listening to it I would be a basket case all over again, so I tried to wiggle out of listening to it by asking Princess if it might make me too squirmy again, and that maybe I should just wait. No dice..

"No... go listen!" ::giggles::

And so I did. This is where the torture part comes in, but even though Her voice and the visual images it created were driving me crazy, it was still the good kind of torture. This was one HOT fantasy! I'd do ANYTHING to be in the shoes of the person under Her desk! I'll bet all of the rest of you would too, if you don't lie! After I was done listening, I sorta poured myself back into the chatroom.

Once I came to my senses enough to be aware of things that were going on around me, I noticed that Shrimpington was wearing a heavy sweater. I thought that was kind of odd until he explained that it was the only way he could get a hug from Princess Grace. Seems She can't quite get past having those 147 pointy feet of his sticking into Her magnificently round, luscious, voluptuous, gorgeous, scrumptious, (Princess slaps jem) heaving breasts, and so She made the little shrimp cover his pointy feet with the sweater. It seemed to work, because he got a hug out of Her, which made everyone else jealous to the point of wanting to throw the shrimp on the barbie.

Princess then began working Tease Me For Cash. This probably kills him, and must create fallout with the rest of the chatters too. I know it does me, and I can't be the only one, because I find myself squirming while I keep crossing and uncrossing my legs just listening to Princess in Her relentless teasing of him.

Billybear was back from his trip, and he continued to lobby for Princess to keep me locked up forever, and he also can't wait to see Her start using that damn traffic cone as a part of my training.

Pantysue was in the room as well, and informed Princess that the first part of Her castle was just about ready. Pantysue is not only on Blue Pill Therapy, but also Ginger Therapy, and before Princess could get any ideas, I thought it best to tell Princess about my horribly painful ginger allergy. I think She bought into... ermmm... I mean... understood that this was a very serious medical condition that I have here.

The subject of vampires came up somehow, and Princess was telling us how much She enjoys reading those vampire novels of Hers. It's also a very yummy fantasy if you ask me. When Krissi asked Princess if She saw a particular vampire movie, Princess said that She didn't like the vampire movies that are bloody, but likes the ones better where the vampires are lusting after each other and everybody else during the whole movie. Go figure!

Well, that's all I can remember from the chat, but after Princess left the room, leaving me in my usual mumbling and drooling state, I actually did go to listen to Her new MP3 once more before I wandered off to bed. Yeah, I know.. why do I do it to myself? It's because I love being tortured and mindfucked by Her. I think you do too.

Remember, not all torture is bad!

I wuv's my Stroke Princess, bunches and bunches! Thanks for the wonderful evening, Mistress!

little bitchass

Dis Is 4 Me 2 No, N 4 Me To Tell U About... Or... Wass Been Up Wit Me...

No, this is not an entry that delves into my deep seated hatred for netspeak. That can cum later. Maybe sometime after I finally do. No, this is merely a little update on some stuff that's happening in my world. I'll try to keep this brief.

First, a small vent... I got my poor widdle truck back from the bodyshop last week, and it looks good.. even got a really good washing in the deal. Problem is, because the asswipe who hit me had his insurance cancelled, I had to file the claim against the Uninsured Motorist coverage on my own policy. This was better than having to pay it all myself, but damn! I wasn't at fault here! I got hit in the ass while waiting at a red light, and it ends up costing me a $250 deductible and whatever amount my insurance premium is gonna increase for the next few years. Not to mention the pain in the ass of dealing with the rental car, and the time I spent on the phone with my insurance company and their adjusters. OK, vent over...on to Midnight Madness.

Tuesday night, I went to the regular Midnight Madness chat event hosted by Ms Grace and Ms Kate. Ms Kate didn't make it to chat Tuesday night (we're all hoping that You're OK, Ms Kate!), and so Stroke Princess Ms Grace did a solo hosting instead. Princess was a wee bit late getting in, because She was running overtime on torturing a boy on a phone call, but that gave me a chance to practice my Twirl Move a little more. After She arrived in the room, we all had a great free-form chat, and Princess dealt out plenty of teasy torment to everyone. I was a mess by the time the chat was over, and I can't see that changing much from now until the time She finally lets me out of Her widdle pink cage.

On Wednesday night, I was lucky ::ka-ching:: enough to get a phone call in with the Mindfucktress Princess. This was mainly just a case of me needing to hear Her voice in my ear, because there really isn't much else I can do during a call at this point except to laugh most of the time and suffer the rest of the time when She decides to push my buttons. So, a good portion of the call was getting caught up with each other and gossiping about things.

Another reason for the call was that I don't expect to get a key back from Princess for a little while longer, and didn't like the prospect of waiting until then to chat on the phone with "Her Teaseness". My want and need for Her has been going off the scale for the past week or so, and I couldn't wait any longer. Princess did assure me that She thinks that I will be getting out "soon". How soon that'll be is anybody's guess, and besides, She still has "Mistress Rights" to change Her mind any time She wants to, so I'll just have to wait and see. As of last night, I had been locked in Her cage for 54 days and today I'm still counting. At any rate, the Stroke Princess sure does know how to make me squirm in Her cage for Her, and I value every second that I can talk with Her, even when we're not playing!

Speaking of squirming, I think Princess has a little project going on with Pantysue that involves stuffing huge sugar beets into Pantysue's service entrance. Or maybe that was a ginger root. Either way, I'm sure Pantysue will be squirming. I offered to make a trip over to Giantess Island and bring back one of the giant mutant ginger roots that grows over there, but I thought better of it when I started to worry that the weight of it might capsize my canoe on the way back. Good luck on the project, Princess and Pantysue!

Well, I'm gonna stop here so I'll have enough letters and sentences left to use in a post about tonight's Tease Time Chat (10 Eastern in the Community Kink Chatroom). That will probably cum tomorrow, since I'm sure I won't.

See you next time! Don't forget to come to Tease Time tonight! Maybe you'll get lucky!

::ka-ching!::

Wuvs my Princess Grace!

little bitchass

Tease Time And OMFG...

OK, I'm going to apologize in advance, because I may have a lot of trouble remembering most of the stuff that happened last night when the Stroke Princess Ms Grace hosted Her weekly Tease Time chat in the Community Kink Chatroom. And I'm blaming it all on Princess Grace, because it was Her idea to post those 2 new MP3s on Her blog for us to listen to.

The first of the MP3s was titled, "Do it boy", and althought this one was awesome, the second one had me ripping at the padded walls of my bedroom by the time She finished Her first sentence. This MP3 was titled, "Locked Away Forever", and Princess said that She did that one especially for me to fuck with my head. Well, She is the Mindfucktress after all, so what else would you expect? This MP3 first mentioned 104 days locked up, then mentioned a year locked up, and finally, even mentioned being locked up forever. So, fuck with my head She did, and I was deep in subspace and gone for the night right after I heard 104 days mentioned. I was at 48 days last night, and the thought of going at least twice as long as that put me down for the count. Princess even told me that She almost put my key in the mail yesterday, but then She changed Her mind. I think She may have actually started thinking more about those long term numbers from the MP3, and that started to get me really really worried. I still AM worried!

After we listened to the MP3s, we all had a great chat, at least from what I recall. For comic relief, we had a repeater who kept changing his name and coming into the room to bug Princess by asking the same tired old questions, "Do you any think girls will like my 4 inch dick?" and "Do you think a 4 inch dick is small?" For God's sake, don't people ever get tired of asking those same damned questions over and over? C'mon people, give the Mistresses a break! Ask them something original if that's not too much trouble for your limited intelligence.

Ace came in the room late, probably had been stretching and warming up for the big "Awww.... Poor Baby" battle with yours truly. I figured I would be in trouble, because my mind was still in Locked Away Foreverland, and so I figured I'd better do something quick to catch him off guard to give myself a chance. And so, I came at him full bore with my secret weapon, deciding to go for the throat and not hold it in reserve. I unrolled a large, full color poster of Ms Kate in a bikini, and held it up in front of Ace, which caused his knees to buckle instantly. He fell to the floor making some strange gurgling sounds, and then he did a wonderful death scene that'll win an Oscar for sure. And so that's how I won the "Awww....Poor Baby" contest, although I'm not sure if winning it was a good thing or not, because I'm still locked away.....

While on the subject of Ms Kate and Ace, warmest congratulations go out to those two on their one-year anniversary! Ace was scheduled to call Ms Kate after the chat, and I think he's probably not gonna make 50 days in his cage now. That leaves me to whimper and whine on my own unless Princess starts recruiting more chastity slaves.

Let's seeee.... what else.... hmmmmm.... OH! Princess got a new toy! And She played and played and played and played with it until She wore some blisters on Her cute widdle fingers. She was gonna just put it away and not play anymore until She had the great idea to send it to Pantysue so she could wear blisters in a completely different part of Pantysue's anatomy.

BillyBear was on a trip out of town, but showed up about halfway through the chat, and was fighting with his dad at some fleabag motel to keep him from calling Princess Grace. DaddyBear had taken an instant liking to Princess on an earlier trip, especially when She was playing bouncy bouncy on his leg. So BillyBear spent most of last night trying to keep the phone out of his dad's reach while BillyBear chatted on the laptop.

The rest of the hour was spent with the Stroke Princess tormenting this boy and that boy, and doing what She does best, making everybody needy and wanty, and generally getting them all drooley and addicted to Her. I wish I could remember more about it, but I am still not fully back up to the surface from last night, especially since I listened to that MP3 again right before I went to bed. I woke up with my needywanty level through the roof again today... aaaarrrggghhhh...

Please Princess..... no locked away forever or even a year, OK? I'm begging! I don't think I could even come close to doing 104 days. But You did say that You don't let Your chastity slaves go past 60 days anyway, and if You do make me go that far, I think I could survive it, even if I am a basket case by then.

Well, that's about all my trashed brain can handle right now, but if I think of something I forgot, I'll add it to the post later.

Did I tell y'all that I wuvs my Princess Grace yet today? If not, I do!

little bitchass

Princess Beat Me To It On This One...

Well, better than Her just beating me... Oh wait... maybe not...

I was checking out the chatrooms on Tuesday night to see what was happening, and at one point moseyed on in to the Humiliation Chatroom, and saw that Ms Elizabeth was there. I had just said hello, and before I knew what was happening, who comes into the room but Stroke Princess and Mistress o' mine, Ms Grace? Turns out that Princess Grace was guest hosting the Two Bitch Tuesday chat event with Ms Elizabeth! And as a special guest, Ms Ally was there as well! Take a look over at Princess' blog for Her account of what happened!

I had taken a freshly baked cookie given to me by Ms Elizabeth after coming into the room, and after eating it I started to feel kinda funny. I was so worried about Her drugged juiceboxes that I never thought She might put something in the cookies. But I wised up and stopped at one cookie and didn't end up having to buy a bunch of bigger bras this time.

Ms Elizabeth had Ms Grace over for tea earlier in the evening and had slipped a couple dozen mean pills into Princess' tea. The three Mistresses of Meanness then went and did a three-Mistress call with victim, who obviously was so shaken with what happened during the call that he had to sign out of the chatroom and sleep it off after the call was over. I'll bet he ate some of those cookies too, and didn't stop at one.

After the Mistresses returned, we all had a great free form chat, and Ms Grace and Ms Elizabeth had a great time toying with us "fuckstains" like mice being batted back and forth between two playful but bloodthirsty cats. For my part, I was teased pretty hard about being locked up, and threatened with a longer sentence, but for the most part I think I got away pretty lightly that night. I was even luckier ::ka-ching:: to escape without being punished after Ms Elizabeth ratted out pantysue and me to Princess for discussing possible combinations to my lockbox at a previous chat.

I had a great time during the chat, and I hope these two Mistresses will get together and do this again in the future!

Later that evening, I went into the main Kink Chatroom for Midnight Madness, and had another great time. I was sorry to see that Ms Kate wasn't there, because She and Princess make such a good team, and it's always a blast being teased by the two of them. But Princess carried on by Herself, and we still had a lot of fun during the chat! We had another wonderful free-form chat for the hour, and after it was over, I was needier and wantier than ever.

I tried to be on my best behavior for both of the chat events that night, because Princess was talking about doing to me what She did to toy, which was having me take the key to my lock and having me fling it out into my lawn. Luckily ::ka-ching:: for me, I got off the hook with that by reminding Princess that I didn't have a key to fling. I'm sure She's thinking of some devious way around that limitation and will hit me with something even more sinister during Tease Time tonight.

Speaking of Tease Time, I hear from reading BillyBear's blog that there is gonna be this season's premiere episode of "Awwww.... poor baby!" playing out during the chat. I hear ace and me are gonna be squaring off tonight, so stop on by the Community Kink Chatroom and see how it goes. It's always a blast when the Stroke Princess presides over Tease Time. Come see for yourself if you don't believe me!

See You tonight in the chatroom!

little bitchass

I Wasn't Gonna Post An Entry Today...

I was just gonna wait until after tonight's Midnight Madness chat in the Community Kink Chatroom. But ever since getting up this morning, I've been feeling so freakin' needy and wanty for Princess Grace, that I just had to write something to get it off my... uhhhh.. chest.

Today marks Day 46 for me in Her CB2000, rapidly approaching my personal longest lockdown time of 50 days. This latest lockdown has been for the most part easier than the last few times, and I haven't got a clue why that would be. But there are still days where I really REALLY want to touch and have an orgasm, and they have been happening more and are becoming much more intense, the closer I get to 50. I think that as I get closer and closer to that number, it's making me think more about when the Stroke Princess might let me out, and adding thoughts of Ms Grace into the picture makes the feelings that much more intense. And besides that, my pillow and my mattress have both started calling me "Honey" recently.

That said, I'm pretty sure that I don't have a snowball's chance in Hell that I'll be unlocked by Day 50 this time. That's a simple matter of logistics, because Princess Grace still has both of the keys to the lock in Her possession (which pretty much means that me and all my parts are in Her possession too), and there's really no way that a key could even get here by then even if She were to mail it today.

So, all I can do is wait. I don't have a clue as to what Her plan is for the length of my lockdown. She's mentioned Her boytoy's record a few times, and She also told me a few times that I was NEVER cumming again, but She backed off that last threat when we last talked and said that I would be cumming eventually,

But who knows when that will be... ::giggles::

What makes me wonder even more is the fact that She's asked me to find some online g-spot vibrators that could be used for milking exercises, and that's making me think I might not be getting out anytime soon.

So even though I'm having a "squirmy as Hell" day today, I'll take whatever plan Princess Grace has for me and roll with it. Even though the need and want for my Stroke Princess never goes away, the intense need to orgasm will eventually lessen to where I'm not leaving fingernail and toenail marks on my walls. But still, I know that it'll be back before very long. As long as Princess wants to do this, and She is getting something out of it, I'm right there and willing to do anything She wants.

And yes, I said anything, but I'm safe because me saying that word doesn't mean much to Princess anymore, because like I've said before, She already knows I'll do anything for Her whether I say the word or not.

Well, just wanted to vent a little about what I'm feeling, 46 days into lockdown. It kinda helps me get through it better if I talk about it.

Hope to see y'all at Midnight Madness tonight...

I still do wuvs my Princess Grace!

little bitchass

Here's The Latest In My "Better Late Than Never" Tease Time Posts...

I arrived in the Community Kink Chatroom a few minutes early on Thursday night, and was pleasantly surprised to see that Stroke Princess Ms Grace was already in the room and warming up the crowd (which is very VERY easy for Her to do, BTW). I could tell from the start that we were all in for trouble, when Princess informed us that She was a "widdle bit tipsy" from tossing down Bloody Marys at the local church's bingo game. OK... I lied about the church bingo game part, but it sounded funny to me when I wrote it.

Of course, Her being there before me threatened to throw off my always meticulously planned "Twirl Maneuver", but I managed, with crackerjack timing and a resolve that surprised even myself, to twirl Princess around the room and even got Her trademark "WEEEEEEEEEEE" in response! Not bad, considering that on Thursday night I had been locked down by Princess for 41 days.

Ms Cassandra was in attendance, as well as Her pet, chaste4MsCass. The big bombshell that was dropped here was that chaste was not gonna be held in his cage for a whole year like I originally thought, but instead was gonna be let out soon. Of course, this was a huge disappointment to me, because I was just starting to enjoy being able to tease and laugh at chaste, who up until now was sure as hell gonna be locked down a lot longer than I would be. Now he's gonna be laughing at me instead. Oh well, I suppose that's the way the key bounces sometimes. ::sigh::

The chatroom filled up quickly, and while I was still able to pay attention to the room count, it reached 29 and stayed pretty constant for the rest of the chat event. It may have gone higher, but then the Stroke Princess brought out a new MP3 for all of us to listen to, and after that all bets were off as to my ability to function. Oh yeah, this MP3 is THAT GOOD! I went subterranean after just a few minutes of Princess' voice.

The MP3 that She posted in Her blog on Thursday night was the first of 3 parts, and was called "Working Lunch". Part 2 and Part 3 were gonna be posted in the Cockcontrol Sound Forum the following day. Because I've been so busy with getting my vehicle fixed and with working, I didn't get a chance to listen to Parts 2 & 3 until today, and I was a basket case of need and want by the time I finished listening. I thought I had been doing a pretty good job of dealing with being locked up this time, but the house of cards collapsed today with a loud crash. I was rubbing the CB2000 so much while I was listening that I think I could've had at least a ruined orgasm if I hadn't stopped. Why did I stop? Because I know Princess loves it when I get to this wall-climbing stage, and I didn't want to disappoint Her by having to tell Her I couldn't control myself.

Anyway, the rest of Tease Time was kind of a blur to me, and I think it was mainly free-form chatting, along with a healthy dose of teasing on Princess Grace's part. Maybe BillyBear or one of the other chatters present that night can fill you all in on any important stuff that I'm leaving out. I do know that it was over all too soon, but that I had a great time as always, even if I did find myself sitting there drooling and with a vacant look on my face after Princess left the room!

See you all at the next Chat Event!

I wuvs my Princess Grace!

little bitchass

Sunday 2 For 1 Special!

This week has been a busy one for yours truly, and I still have a lot to do this weekend, but I just had to blog about a few things that happened on Thursday and Saturday nights!

If you've been following my postings recently, then you know that besides going to the experimental Jem-ku format for the past week and getting rearended in my truck, this Thursday also happened to mark my one year anniversary with the Stroke Princess, Ms Grace.

As you also know, Thursday night is also the night that Princess Grace conducts Her hosted chat, Tease Time. There were congratulations and well wishes from lots of our friends, and those were most richly deserved by Princess, because honestly, I don't know how She was able to put up with me for a whole year without booting me to the curb for being too needy!

The chat went great, and Princess unveiled some new MP3s for our listening pleasure (or maybe I should say torment, because even the people who were able to touch themselves were still not allowed to cum).

The first two MP3s were written by Pantysue, "Worship Me" and "Helpless", and those were followed by 2 more written by Princess, "In Your Head" and "Stroke For Me" , which were both a new style MP3 from Stroke Princess Productions, with layers upon layers of Princess' voice, seducing, teasing, and hypnotic, all at the same time. I was listening in headphones, and I have to tell you that I went to bed that night with Her voice even more deeply embedded in my subconscious than it already was!

As more people came into the chatroom along the way, they were sent off to listen to the new MP3s by Princess, and when they returned after listening, you could tell even without physically seeing them, that they were kinda glazed over from the experience!

Miss Tara made a guest appearance in chat, which was deeply appreciated by me, because She has been a great friend during the past year, and was one of the first Mistresses at LDW who I met in what was then known as the "Women On Top" chatroom. Thank You for coming to the party, Miss Tara! I have to say that Miss Tara has left many a red paddle mark on my ass cheeks in the past year, and has one of the most endearing glares that you have ever seen!

I was hoping Ms Kate might stop in to visit, but She was busy with calls at the time and just couldn't make it. Ms Kate has been another longtime friend from LDW for the past year as well.

Ace came in to wish us well, all adorned in Ms Kate's shiny new CB3000. Ace was also sent to listen to the new MP3s and he was so moved that he was almost in tears when he returned after listening. Ace is a very sentimental guy, you know. He makes a great chocolate chip cookie too, I might add.

There were lots of other friends in the chatroom that night, Billybear, Krissi, Pantysue, Chaste, and lots of others who if I try to name every one of them, I'm sure to leave some out and offend them, so even if I didn't name you, thanks so much for coming to the party that night! Even Lucky Pet sent his regards, even though he couldn't make it to the chat.

The rest of the hour was spent in free form chat, with lots of teasing and tormenting from the Stroke Princess, much of it directed at us poor unfortunates who were caged and couldn't touch. Princess Grace was in great form, and in a great mood, which always spells "FUN" for anyone in Her path!

Now on to Saturday!

I was able to finally do a call with Princess on Saturday night! It had been a bit over a month since I had talked to Her, but I wanted to try and make the call as close to our Anniversary date as possible.

I'm not gonna go into it in a lot of detail, but we spent some time getting caught up. We laughed harder than we ever have together on a lot of stuff, and then, as She usually does, She sunk me into subspace with just a few words, and from there, it was on!

One of the areas that I feel comfy telling you all about is that since Princess feels like if I'm gonna be locked up for awhile, it would be a good thing to be milked every so often. So, out came my friend Anita Aneros, and she got popped in place and stayed in place for the remainder of the call. I have yet to be able to have an anal orgasm from Anita, but she was sure making me feel pretty good about things, helped out by the fact that Princess let me drizzle some lube into Her cage and get as much rubbing in as I could manage between the bars. Sorry Ace, I know you can't do this... hee hee

Then, Princess took me on one little fantasy trip after another, pushing my hot buttons and generally driving me out of my mind. I was almost to the edge from rubbing the cage, but was never quite able to get there because of the limited contact. This made it all the more frustrating for me. She had me sunk so deep that there was no light down there for me to see anymore. But then, because Princess knew I had a timelimit for the call, She shook me out of my mindfucking by telling me that we were gonna have to stop.

What??? What just happened??? I haven't even cum yet!

Awwww... poor baby.... you forget I still have your keys..... ::giggles::

I've found that when you are on a call with Princess Grace, and even though Saturday night was my 36th day in the cage, the act of cumming is secondary to just being with Her and talking to Her. I'm sure lots will probably disagree, but hey, that's the way I see it at least. If I was that worried about cumming during the call, there wouldn't have even been a call in the first place, because She has the cage keys, and I knew for a fact that I wasn't going to be cumming before the call was even made.

After that, Princess gave me some homework assignments, one of which was to spend the next hour milking with the Aneros. After that I was to do some looking around online for a g-spot vibrator and send Her the links so She could look at them and tell me what type to buy, because we're gonna be using it in the near future for milking purposes. Because of that, it sounds to me like I may be staying locked for awhile, so Chaste and Ace..... look out! Here I come again!

The rest of the homework is between Princess and I, so neener neener neener, once again! Maybe someday I'll tell you all what that's about.

Princess, thank You for another wonderful evening spent in Your presence! I won't be waiting so long before the next call, I promise! I can hardly wait to find out how some of the plans for me that You talked about are gonna come about!

See you all at the next Chat Event!

I sure do wuvs my Princess Grace!

little bitchass

P.S. Before I forget, a big Thank You goes out to everybody who has visited my blog this past year and put me over the 10000 visitors mark on the exact same day as my anniversary with Princess! I started this blog at Her suggestion, and that just makes the date all the more special to me!

Happy Anniversary, Princess Grace...

It's been one whole year since You found me. You took my bedraggled ass in and let me be Yours. It's been a wild ride wearing Your collar, and now I'm ready to get back on the ride and go again for another year! Think You can stand another year of me? LOL

I hope that we will continue as Mistress/pet/and best friends for many years to cum!

Thank You for a great year, Princess.. Your bitchass wuvs You!

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!


little bitchass

OK, The Haiku Was Fun, But Dayum...

Let's take a break from the Haiku and change things up again! Today is Day 33 in the cage for me, and I need a change of pace just like y'all do. How about a little review from last night's Midnight Madness?

Princess Grace and Ms Kate were both in awesome moods last night! That always means trouble for somebody in the room. Last night it happened to be Ace, who had come in to show everybody the brand new CB3000 that Ms Kate had him locked up in. The Cookie Master himself was begging for more cookies by the time Ms Kate finished working him over. I didn't really feel too sorry for Ace, because even though Ms Kate was doing an awesome tease on him, I was smiling from ear to ear because.... welll... misery loves company! Add to that all the comfort that Princess was providing, and you can imagine what kind of condition he was in by the end of the night.

Pantysue came in the room, ready to hammer in nails with her clitty, courtesy of a little blue pill that the Stroke Princess required her to take. At least Pantysue was out of Princess' cage last night, which was a good thing because she might have split the cage right down the middle. The pill must have made Pantysue a little nervous, because she started to get a little bit of an uppity attitude with Princess, who told Pantysue near the end of the chat to take another pill, and instead of letting Pantysue call Her, Princess said She was gonna go to bed right after the chat and let Pantysue suffer through a two-pill night of frustration. Yes, Princess was in SUCH a mood!

I didn't escape very far either. Princess was working me over by first by making me tell everybody how many times I had cum yesterday (yes, it was zero, which coincidently was the same number of times I had cum in the last 32 days). Then She took a poll of the room, asking everybody else how many times THEY had been cumming lately. I noticed that Ace was pretty quiet during the poll and I don't recall him giving an answer. After that, She worked me out for awhile about our upcoming call, set for this weekend. She reminded me that She still had the keys to the cage, and said that instead, I should have plenty of ice available during the call. She didn't tell me what She had in mind, but what really started worrying me was when She started talking about Icyhot and Q-Tips. I wonder if the Stroke Princess will still be in the same mood by the time I get to call Her?

Then, Princess and Ms Kate teamed up to do a teasy stroke session for all of the people in the room who were fortunate enought to be able to stroke. All of us in the cages were told to dump some lube into the cages and rub them the best we could. The lube helped, and I was actually starting to get some really good feelings from my fingertips rubbing through the bars. Poor Ace... he has that CB3000 that doesn't have the big openings in it that my CB2000 does, so he was pretty much feeling NOTHING! Sorry Ace, but even though the CB3000 is a little bigger, as you can see, it DOES have it's disadvantages!

The rubbing continued, and I was starting to think that if it kept up feeling like it did, I might actually be able to cum. But just then, Ms Kate and Princess both said, almost in unison, "Hands off!". OMG no! Not nowwwwwwww! I was about ready to cry as I struggled to pull my hand away with my other hand. The only comfort I got was knowing that Princess would not have let me cum anyway.

And so, Midnight Madness was a blast, as it usually is, and I was surprised when the hour was up so soon and Princess left to do some sort of torture on somebody. Maybe She was making Pantysue take a third pill before Princess went off to tease somebody else!

As for me, I'm really looking forward to Thursday night, which will mark the one-year anniversary of the day Princess took me in as Her pet. It's been a wild year, and I hope I'll be here saying the same thing at this time next year!

And, in an incredible coincidence, I may reach the 10,000 reader mark for this blog on our anniversary as well! How cool would that be??? Not sure if it will happen or not, but it should get pretty close! This blog has been great fun for me, and I love the opportunity to play in it with all my friends, but I especially love doing it for Princess Grace, who suggested that I start one in the first place!

So I'm hoping to see all of you in Tease Time on Thursday night in the Chatroom to help Princess and I celebrate our Anniversary!

Princess, as always, Your jemjem wuvs You!

little bitchass

There's Madness Tonight...

There's Madness tonight
at midnight in the chatroom.
Grace and Kate hold court!

Poor Ace in distress,
a shrinking cage, no way out
unmerciful tease.

Ms Kate will enjoy
Ace all squirmy and moaning,
Princess will giggle.

Bitchass is all smiles,
"Your time will come", Grace snickers.
Jem shuts her piehole.

So visit tonight,
teased to mush by Mistresses.
No cummies likely.


little bitchass

Thirty-one Days Caged...

Thirty-one days caged
Time flies when You're having fun!
::Giggles:: from Princess?

Jem Car Got Boo Boo...

Jem car got boo boo
Hit in ass by stupid jerk
Insurance? 'Course not!

Tease Time With Princess

Tease Time with Princess
All want cummies, no no no
jem jem diddles lock

Humberto Looms Large...

Humberto looms large
jem will float on triple E's
gurgle sputter glug

Today's Planned Jem-ku Report On Last Night's Midnight Madness...

has been cancelled due to lack of last night's Midnight Madness...

Twenty-five Days...

Twenty-five days now
Looking out through plastic bars
Held in cruel carress.

Hard cage unyielding
Never absent, I feel it
How long I wonder?

Good days and bad days
Long nights of sweet frustration
I need and I want.

Hating, but loving
Evil parasite in pink
I beg for release.

But if it's Your will
Cold embrace, I trudge onward
Submission is all.


little bitchass

My Blog Has Gotten Boring...

I was talking to billybear in an IM this morning, and I commented to him that my blog was becoming stale and boring. I think the major problem is that my posts are way too long, and people just don't have time to sit through all that, so I figure I need a way to shorten my posts and give them some flair so that more people might read them. Maybe it would help if I added lots of shiny pictures.

Billybear said that maybe I just needed a gimmick, and he suggested that I go with Haiku posts!

Genius!

What could be better than boiling a post down to 3 short lines of text? It would save me tons of time too. It would give me my "gimmick" and at the same time I wouldn't have to sit at the computer for hours composing blogposts that way!

Here's billybear's suggestion, using my last post as an example...

cage lock key dangles
open yes open no why
must I question it

See? Isn't that awesome? I think I'll try this out on my next post! Thanks, billybear!

If that doesn't help, I'll try the pictures...

little bitchass

OK, I Have Another One For Those Who've Been Locked Down... "In Or Out?"

I was writing a comment to a post in chaste4MsCass's blog earlier today, and while I was thinking how I was gonna word it, it gave me an idea for a new topic in my own blog. But first a little background...

Obviously, chaste is a chastity slave of Ms Cassandra's, and to be honest, I don't recall if he is being shared with Ms Sarah or not. The main topic of his post was that he was gonna be let out of the cage for some amount of time, and he was given some options. Chaste chose NOT to cum, and also chose not to be out of the cage for very long as well. He was a little concerned that people might not understand the reasons for his decision. To read chaste's original post, go here.

I understand his concerns, because I have some of the same concerns myself. I've been in two fairly extended lockdowns with The Stroke Princess, and each time Ms Grace and I are on a call and She's deciding what to do, She asks me flat out if I want to get out of the cage or if I want to stay locked up. This puts me in a quandary, because even though I may have been climbing the walls in desperation for weeks, wanting out of the cage in the worst way, when confronted with Her question, I'm not able to answer without going through a goddamn internal battle with myself.

She also has little variations to Her questions... like asking me if I think I'd rather cum once and then lock right back up, or if I'd like to just stroke a little and then lock back up without cumming. Or maybe have a ruined orgasm and then lock right back up. Again, these sound like easily answered questions, but after you have been locked up for awhile, being allowed to cum even once makes it more frustrating in the first week or two after getting locked back up. I think it's because you remember how good that one orgasm just felt and you want and want and want to feel it again. The jury is still out as far as I'm concerned on whether a ruined orgasm is worse than a full orgasm, because when it's ruined, you don't get the relief that a full orgasm provides.

The same battle goes on when She has had me out of the cage for a while. Even when I'm free of the cage, She does not let me cum at will. She maintains control and only lets me release when She tells me I can. After a week or two, I am badly missing the feeling of being in Her cage, and Princess knows it. The cage, even though it's inconvenient as hell most times, is a kind of security blanket for me, and I feel a definite void when I don't feel it between my legs. When Princess asks me if I want back in or not, I have another battle. I have one part of me telling me not to give in (remembering all the inconveniences and discomforts), while another part wants nothing more than to please Her and have that symbol of Her control locked onto me again.

And so what I think it all boils down to is a struggle between my primal side... the side that needs to feel the pleasure, and my subbie side, that wants to give my chastity to Princess Grace. As you can guess, my subbie side always wins this battle and I find myself begging Princess to please lock me back up. Is it crazy? To others it may seem to be, but I think I'm beginning to understand it a little better now, and I don't think it is.

OK.... now... let's get back to the original reason for my post today. I've just given you a glimpse of what I feel when asked point blank, "In or out?" I have a feeling that chaste feels similar internal battles going on. Maybe his thoughts are slightly different than mine, but it looks to me like he's been thinking hard about them.

So...... what I'm hoping by posting this is that some other chastised folks out there might weigh in on what they are feeling when asked the big question, "In or Out?" I'd like to see if these internal battles are happening with anybody else besides me. I'm not sure how many responses I'll get because I don't have a readership that includes large numbers of chastity boys and gurls, but we'll see....

Oh, did I tell you yet today that I wuvved my Stroke Princess? Well I do...

little bitchass

This Post Actually Started Out As A Comment To A Post In Pantysue's Blog...

But since I don't seem capable of writing short posts, I moved it here. I was wearing Princess' pink leather collar as I read Pantysue's post, and I just felt compelled to comment, not so much about her actual story, which was wonderful, but instead some thoughts on being collared. To see Pantysue's original post, you can read it in her blog.

I suppose I'll take some heat for this, but being collared still stands out to me as one of the most exciting aspects of a D/s relationship. And yes, I do realize that my relationship with my Stroke Princess is long distance and can never be total, no matter how much I wish for that to happen. So, all we can do is to try and make it as satisfying as possible for both parties.

On the spiritual side, the total surrender of all of yourself to your Domme must feel incredibly freeing and satisfying to the true sub.

On the physical side, the collar is symbolic and is a constant reminder to the sub of that surrender. It is also a sign to all who see it that you have been claimed.

Personally, one of my hot buttons is "the feeling of permanence"... going past the point of no return... the click of the lock when it closes on the chastity device... And so, I can only imagine the feelings that would run through me if I heard the click of a lock on the collar... surrendering the key... knowing that the once-removable symbol has now become "permanent"... That just takes the wearing of the collar to a whole new level, just like the difference that I felt when I went from holding my own keys to the CB2000 to when I gave the keys to Ms Grace.

Princess and I have talked a little about a locking collar in the future, but for now, I am happy wearing the one I have. If She ever decides to lock mine, I'll be happy too. Whatever works for Her works for me.

So, those are a few thoughts on a Saturday morning. Feel free to chime in if you have any constructive comments! Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming, which is worshipping my Stroke Princess.

little bitchass