Last Night On Talkshoe! The Review!

I was planning on writing a review of Princess Grace's Provocatalk Show on Talkshoe. Well, my plans got changed. Despite all my hyping of the show in this blog yesterday, there ended up being NO Princess Grace's Provocatalk Show last night. Because of that, this will be a short post.

The short explanation is that the Talkshoe software would not let Princess Grace into Her own program! I don't know exactly what She was experiencing, but I know She tried for about a half hour, even trying different browsers, but She remained locked out, before eventually giving up and aborting the show. After the abort, we all went to the Community Kink Chatroom and finished out the hour by text chatting.

As I wrote in yesterday's post, there were some indications that there were problems with Talkshoe during the day, but silly me expected that maybe they might have them resolved by showtime. That obviously didn't happen.

I think the people who are developing the Talkshoe software must have rushed it out and are skipping any official beta testing, and just letting the users find the bugs in the released version as they go along. This piece of shit software is a DOG, folks. Not only does the chatroom format suck, every stinkin' week there have been major problems with freeze ups in the room, people being booted if they don't type anything for more than just a few minutes, and now, worst of all, the Hostess of the show is not even able to access Her own damn show! Note to the developers of this travesty: Have you people ever even written software applications before? I'm just curious. You morons should be ashamed! I was joking yesterday about a 5th grade computer science class writing this crap, but now I'm not so sure it wasn't the 3rd grade class.

If the bigwigs in charge ever want to sell this software commercially, they'd better think about making some major changes, because this ain't working! IDIOTS!

If it doesn't get any fucking better soon, if a vote is taken, my vote would be for Princess to either go back to Her original Tease Time chatroom format, or maybe do a combination Chatroom/Cockradio show. I was really hoping that this was gonna work out so we could all hear Her and possibly do some calling in to the show. Matter of fact, I had finally got off the fence and decided that I was gonna call in last night. Talk about disappointed!

I felt so bad for Princess Grace last night. She was doing everything that She could to get the show going, but it ended up being a huge waste of time on Her part. Thanks for hanging in there as long as You did, Princess. We all really appreciated Your efforts.

Sorry for the vent, Princess, this is no reflection on You. If anything, it will save You from having to vent about it.

Your bitchass wuvs You!

That's all I've got.

little bitchass

Well It's That Time Again!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bye for now, everybody!

little bitchass

Provocatalk On Talkshoe, Episode 2

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

::giggles::

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

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

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

Uhh... sorry...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your bitchass wuvs You, Princess!

Later, everybody!

little bitchass

Alright Bitchass, Chill Will Ya? I'm Writin' Somethin'...

I'm only doin' this because Bitchass says I need a hobby. Something that'll occupy me and take my mind off of my problems. She suggested a diary, but to me, a diary sounds dorky.... like something a cute little Mama's Girl would write. So if anybody laughs at me, you're gonna wake up with something that'll make Ebola seem like a head cold.

I really don't know anything about writing a diary. None of my friends wrote them, but I guess that's because I never had any friends when I was growing up. I'm not sure why, but most of the girls and boys I met would get this frightened look in their eyes, and BOOM! , I would never see them again. The few that actually hung around and let me come visit them at their houses, all seemed to have their families pack up and move away after a couple of weeks and I'd never see them again either.

I guess you can imagine that I didn't have much fun as a kid, and you're right, but I did eventually find a friend. One day I was outside burning bugs with my magnifying glass, when I heard a noise under our back porch. I crawled under there to look, and I found this old starving 3-legged cat. I grabbed him by one of his legs, I'm not sure which of the three it was, and dragged him out where I could see him. He was kinda scrawny and pathetic looking, but at least he didn't get that look in his eyes and run away, so I decided to adopt him as my friend. I named him Tripod, and we had lots of fun playing together.

Me and Tripod became best friends and I spent pretty much all my time with him, until one day I came home and couldn't find him. Dad told me he must've run away or something. I cried and I waited, and I cried and I waited, but my sweet little Tripod never came back. Then, a few months later, I found a note taped to my bicycle seat that was from one of the neighbors. It said that she had seen Dad backing out of the driveway one day, and he had run over poor Tripod, squishing him flat as a hubcap. The note said that Dad just shoveled him up into a bag and tossed him in the trash. That was the first time I ran away from home.

I came back after about a week of living under our porch, but things with me and Dad were never the same after that. I began to get in trouble at school, and some of the neighbors for some reason started to call the cops on me whenever I'd set their trashcans on fire, or when I put flaming bags of dog shit in front of their doors and rang their doorbells. What else was I gonna do? I was bored to death because I had nobody to play with, and my Mom and Dad seemed like they didn't like me very much.

I finally became close with my Auntie Ava, who used to come and visit us every so often. She was the one who gave me the nickname Corruptrix, and I started to use that and pretty much never went by my birth name again, which actually is Edith, and if you even crack a smile at that, I guarantee that you won't ever want to smile again, once all of your teeth turn green and fall out.

Mom and Dad used to talk about Auntie behind her back, saying she was "an odd duck". I overheard them talking about her one night, and it sounded like they were saying that she thought she was some kind of a witch or something. That sounded pretty cool to me, and so I tried to hang around with her as much as I could whenever she visited. What was really neat was that she didn't seem to be afraid of me, like all the others were. She seemed to like showing me some of the cool magical things she could do, and that was when I decided that I wanted to be a witch just like she was!

Other than my Auntie, I've only had one other person who ever came close to being my friend, and that's Little Bitchass here. Funny thing is, I don't remember exactly where or when we met. I think she grew up in an orphanage nearby, but she seems OK, and doesn't seem to be too scared of me either, except for sometimes when I get a little angry around her. Then she gets a little nervous I think. One thing that's really strange is that Bitchass and I look a lot alike. I'm not sure what that means, but it's pretty cool. I'm kinda jealous of her big boobs though....

Anyway, as I got into my teens, things around the house only got worse and worse, as I got more and more bored. The straw that broke the camel's back and changed my life forever was the time I decided I'd have some fun with the congregation at our family's church. Auntie Ava and I had been playing with magic potions for a few months, and I figured it was time for me to make my first ever potion. I worked really hard at it, and boy did I come up with a doozy! I took the potion to church and spiked the communion wine with it when nobody was looking. Then I sat back and watched. Eventually I started to notice people starting to squirm, and a few started to unbutton their shirts and blouses like it was getting hot in there.

Before too long, the whole congregation, including the Pastor, was getting naked and throwing their clothes everywhere. Then they all paired off and started fucking like bunnies in the pews, on the floor, everywhere! That went on for a couple of hours until somebody called the cops. When the cops came in, they knew right away who was behind it all, since most of them knew I was a troublemaker, and also because I was the only one who wasn't fucking somebody. I was just standing back by the door laughing my ass off!

The cops hauled me outta there for questioning, but they let me go after having some kind of a secret meeting with the townspeople, including the Pastor and my Mom and Dad. The next day, I was driven out to the edge of town and told never to come back. That was the last time I saw Mom and Dad, and to this day there is no record of me ever living in that town or going to school there. I think they burned all the records, but I'm not sure.

I decided I'd hitch a ride to my Auntie Ava's place and see if she would help me out, but that's another story for another time, and I'm already starting to depress myself, so maybe I'll write more later..... if I feel like it....

You wouldn't like me when I'm depressed.....

Corruptrix

Coming Soon... A New Diary... Maybe...

Well, I've just decided to do a favor for Corruptrix. I'm not sure how this is gonna go, but I'll tell you what I'm planning so far. The plan could change at any moment though.

As you may or may not know, Corruptrix hasn't been able to nail down a real day job since Freaky Friday closed it's doors last year. She's been working odd jobs here and there, and her latest gig, which thankfully she still has, is a daily paper route. Yep, she delivers afternoon editions of the LDW Gazette on her beat up bicycle. Now here's the problem. Corruptrix tells me that she hates it, mainly because it means she has to be outside in the sunlight, and also that she's starting to get very bored with the job. Now that doesn't sound too unusual for most normal people, but if you know much about Corruptrix, it's not a good thing for the rest of us if she gets bored.

And so, partly because I'm the closest thing to a friend that Corruptrix has around here, other than her dear Auntie Ava, and partly because I fear for everybody's safety, I suggested to her that she might try taking up a hobby that will keep her mind occupied. She's always seemed kind of interested in reading some of the stuff that I've written about her in my blog, but when I told her it would be great if she wrote a blog of her own, she started staring at me and her eyes did that wierd glazed over thing they always do right before somebody gets hurt really bad.

So, as I quickly backed away, I told her that if she just wanted to maybe write in a diary every so often, I would publish her entries in my blog. This way, she won't have the pressure of maintaining a blog of her own. That seemed to go over a lot better with her, and she stopped giving me "The Look". I'm thinking that this really won't be such a bad thing. I'm willing to do a little extra work to help her out, because she really has had a lot of bad stuff happen in her life, but also because it's for the greater public good. You may all thank me now.

I'm not sure when she'll write her first entry, but I figured I'd let you all know in case you want to stock up on crucifixes and holy water. May God have mercy on us all.

little bitchass

Welcome Back Ms Grace! The Stroke Princess Is Back!

I don't know if I have enough material this morning to write one of my normally long-winded blogposts, but one thing I want to be sure to do is to welcome Princess Grace back from Her well-deserved mini-vacation. We all missed You a LOT, Princess, and it's great to have You back amongst Your pets. I hope You had a great time and are well rested and ready to tease!

I wasn't in the Kink Chatroom very much during the time She was gone, mainly because I was trying to keep a low profile, and trying to avoid the normal sniping that always seems to happen when She is away. One thing I always seem to notice in the chatroom during Her times away, and it's sad really, is that some of the chatters seem to feel that Princess does not have the right to a personal life outside of LDW Space. They obviously think that they have some kind of ownership rights to Her free time, and if She decides that She wants to take a little trip to enjoy Herself, they bitch and moan about Her neglecting them. That's just being selfish, folks. This is only my opinion, but it bugs the hell out of me to see people making little remarks in the chatroom that make it seem like it's wrong somehow for Her to want some time to take care of Her own needs.

Ms Grace is awesome at what She does, and technically doesn't "owe" any of us anything except for the call time that we pay Her for. That She DOES care about us and gives us contact with Her outside of the calls, is something extra that SHE chooses to do, and we should appreciate it when She gives it, and we should never EVER take that kindness for granted. Please just remember that She has a lot of needy pets, and last time I checked, Her day only has 24 hours in it, just like ours does.

I admit that I have fallen into this same trap before, putting my own needs before Hers and feeling sorry for myself, but I always end up feeling terribly guilty about it when She comes back and sends me that first IM.

I guess what I'm saying is that we should all take a chill pill and remember that the Stroke Princess has a life too, and we should just take what She gives us and not expect any more than that. If you think She's neglecting you, please keep it to yourself and out of the public chatroom until you can get over it. She already gives us so much more than She is obligated to, and that's simply because She cares.

Sorry about this post turning into a little vent, but that is gonna happen sometimes when you write a stream of consciousness type of entry. I'll try to do better on the next one.

Princess, welcome back, and I for one am really looking forward to hearing you this Thursday night when you resume Tease Time on Talkshoe! Wuv You!

See all of you next time!

little bitchass


P.S. It's been two weeks for me now Princess. Don't You think that's long enough in this cage? ::nervous giggle::

Tease Time With Princess Grace Is On Talkshoe!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See y'all next time!

little bitchass

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

Super...

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

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

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

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

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

And so, with that, She pounced...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See you next time!

little bitchass

"Billy Announces TT BAD Cuz He Didn't Cum!"

Another Thursday, another Tease Time with the Stroke Princess. I don't have a huge report to write this week because the chat last night was just too hard for me to follow and still try and participate in the fun. There were just so many people there, and it seemed like everybody was trying to engage Princess Grace in totally different topics, and all at the same time. This made it bad for me because no topic ever sustained for more than one or two sentences, and I was busting my butt to try and scroll back to find a thread. The speed of the conversation made it almost impossible to scroll back and read anything before the text jumped ahead again, and so I eventually just gave up trying. I like doing these reports for Princess and also for Lucky's sake, but I also would like to participate in the chat a little more and not waste any chances to see and talk to Princess.

What I CAN tell you is that beginning next Thursday, Princess Grace will be on Talkshoe and doing Tease Time. Princess seems really excited about this, and I'm thrilled that a lot more people who've never heard Her before are gonna finally be getting a chance to hear how wonderful Her voice sounds live. I know you've heard Her MP3s before, but in my opinion, Her voice sounds even better than that when She's in normal everyday conversation. I'll let y'all know more about the details as they emerge from Camp Princess. I do know one little thing... Princess has a few probable guests lined up for Her upcumming shows, but I'm not tellin' you who they are yet! Ask The Prophet if you can't wait for me to tell you. So.... neener neener neener!

As I understand it, the way this works is, you go to http://www.talkshoe.com/ and create an account. It's very easy. You put in your name (the one people know you by in chat works best) your password, and a pin number. The PIN should be the phone number from the phone you most likely might call into the show with. From there, at the time of the scheduled show, you go in and hit the button. You can either go in and listen to just streaming voice (or steaming voice in Princess' case), you can do both listen and chat in their chatroom, or you can call into the show and talk to Princess Grace and ask Her questions. You even have the option to "follow" a show, and it will "remind" you of the upcoming show! There are so many options here. It looks really easy. I think even I will be able to do it after a few months!

As the chat went on, Princess' colleague Ms Sarah came in, and they both started working poor victim over pretty hard. I'm sure that "pretty hard" can be taken literally here too. I'm almost certain that victim got in such a worked up state that he insisted on doing a 2-Mistress call with his two Tormentrixes or he was gonna blow sky-high. But before this happened, Princess entertained us with a hot description of how She teased one of Her RealWorld friends until he melted down into a puddle of boy goo. This started another informative discussion with Ms Sarah, comparing the different Tease Techniques that each Mistress likes to use to destroy men's minds.

There was a lot of other stuff that went on during the chat, but it was kinda scattered, like I said earlier, and so I'm not even gonna try to write about it. Don't get me wrong though, it doesn't mean I didn't have fun, because I always do!

I almost got to tell you about one thing though. I was soooo getting ready to work out on one of the more irritating chatroom assheads, but decided that going after him during Princess' chat was not the proper place to do it. Maybe some other time...

And so, that brings us full circle, and back to Billybear's unfortunate comment from an IM with me today, which I sneakily stole for the title of this post. As you all know, I never let an opportunity to get BillyBear in trouble with the Stroke Princess pass by without making sure She sees it. Get 'im, Princess!

Well, I guess that's it for today. I'll give y'all a break and keep this short. Even though the post might be smaller than usual, I wuvs the Mindfuckingest Mistress ever, Princess Grace, more and more each day!

Until last week, I am now, and shall forever beeeeeeee.....

littlebitchass

Have To Tell You... I Don't Know What I Did To Deserve This...

Just a quickie post for you today. I was lucky enough to catch the Stroke Princess Ms Grace in a few IMs over the last couple of days. In the first, Princess surprised me by telling me that I 'd been so good that She had a little reward for me. The reward was that She was giving me a little homework, which turned out to be simply that I was supposed to cum 4 times by the time She saw me online the next evening. Well, I was floored by that, but I of course followed Her instructions and completed the task, beating Her deadline by hours!

But there's more! Princess IMed me to check on my progress last night, and after I reported that I'd finished Her homework, She surprised me with something else. She was being a little mysterious, and She refused to tell me any reason why, but I was told that I should be prepared to cum once a night for at least the next couple of weeks. I have no idea what this new game is, but I'm not arguing with Her about it! All I know is that I GET TO CUM! Maybe I'll find out later whats going on.

Anyway, thats all for today. Thank You, thank You, thank You Stroke Princess! Your bitchass wuvs You whether she can cum or not!

little bitchass

Back To The Tease Time, Part II...

Last night was Thursday night, and of course you all know what Thursday night means. Yes... it's Tease Time with the Stroke Princess night! Last night was no different, according to Lucky, who ventured into the murky future and claimed to have read this post there.

Now, I don't have any recollection of ever writing this post before, so I'll go into the future and look and let you know what I find.

::pause for time travel::

OK, I'm back here in the past now. Lucky was right. This post is posted there, but it beats the hell outta me when I wrote it. But since it's there, I'll show it to you. There are some inaccuracies that I'll have to correct, since there actually was no Tease Time Chat last night, but you'll get the gist of what actually didn't happen. I'll post my corrections in a different font or something, so you'll be able to tell that they were added in the past, after the future happened. So here goes...

Princess never came into the room right at the stroke of 10. She would've told everyone about Her day, and all the hot guys She teased, all the sissies She made envious, and all the prezzies She got for Valentine's Day. It's a wonder She could fit everything into Her schedule and still not make it to Tease Time!

First of all, there were not 3 new MP3s! How cool is that? I'm just too excited to tell you about those, so go to Princess' blog, and give them a listen sometime after She puts them up!

Pantysue was not in attendance, and never told her tale of woe about her continuing permanent chastity at the lovely hands of Princess Grace. Pantysue has not been locked up tight for at least 97 days now, and I don't know how she's not able to handle it. (Actually, nobody is able to handle it as long as it's locked in Princess' cage.)

BillyBear never came in, his ass wasn't red and raw from his severe beating by Miss Tara for what he actually said in his blog about Her. He would've proceeded to whine and complain about Miss Tara's horrible treatment of his baboon butt. Needless to say, he also would've had to stand up for the whole chat.

Lucky also never came in, mostly to not talk about his new company, which produces secret videos of all his friends in compromising positions. He is most famous for his OG video, but he has a new one now, that shows BillyBear during one of his many therapy sessions.

Ace was next to not come into Tease Time, after being on the road for the last 8 months. He never gave us all lot of yummy secret facts about the workings of the new factory. I hope the new owner doesn't find out that he would've told us all that confidential information.

The Prophet was not even there, and he never gave us all such astounding predictions about the future that I'm afraid to tell you what they weren't. You'll have to ask him what they weren't if you weren't at the nonexistent Tease Time last night to not hear them when he never rattled them off. Wait til you don't hear the latest one he would've made about Princess! OMG!

Saving the best for last, Princess not only was not in the chatroom, but She was also not on Her Webcam so we all couldn't see Her, and did She ever not put on an unbelievable show! You wouldn't believe how quickly She would've worked Herself up to a fever pitch, and never held Herself there on the edge for ages, while She didn't let the rest of us stroke and rub until we would've caught up to Her. Then, with just a single touch, and in the most awesome orgasm ever, Princess fucking never erupted into an avalanche of shrieks, followed by a continuous chorus of hiccuping the likes of which have never been heard in civilized society before! And still haven't, for that matter!

When She was finally not able to speak in comprehensible phrases, She didn't do the unthinkable! SHE didn't LET US ALL CUM! All of us that is, except for poor locked-up Pantysue, who was only able to not sit in the corner and not even cry, never snapping away like so many soggy breadsticks.

And so that was not how Tease Time would've ended this week. I wonder if Princess will be able to top this one when She comes in next week?

I really do wuvs my Stroke Princess! :)

little bitchass

Happy Valentine's Day!


To Princess Grace, and to all my friends, Mistresses and ordinary mortals alike, I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's Day today with the Valentine of your choice, and that everyone is wearing their special red panties today. Yes, even You get to wear panties today, Princess!

little bitchass

Hey Everybody! The Results Are In! Take A Look At These Babies!

Here's the results from the LDW Mistress Of The Year voting!


Sexiest Mistress:
1st Place: Princess Grace
2nd Place: Ms Amanda
Tie for 3rd: Cece/Cass/Hannah/Ryan

Friendliest Mistress:
1st Place: Princess Grace
2nd Place: Princess Lilah
3rd Place: Ms Julia

Most Helpful Mistress:
1st Place: Princess Grace
2nd Place: Ms Ally
3rd Place: Ms Hannah

Wickedest Mistress:
1st Place: Ms Elizabeth
2nd Place: Ms Amanda
3rd Place: Ms Brooke

Most Likely to be Found in Chat:
1st Place: Ms Dallas
2nd Place: Ms Tara
3rd Place: Ms Heather

Congratulations to all of the winners, and especially to my own wonderful Mistress, the Stroke Princess, Princess Grace!

little bitchass

Tease Time... Or... Help Me! I Need A Text Logger!

Before I start my Tease Time report for the first Chat in February, can any of you help me out? I need an easy way to log a transcript of everything that went on in the chat so I can refer to it later when I'm writing up this report. The chat moves so fast these days that when I look down to type something, I've missed three or four yummy little tidbits that I could be writing about. Anybody know of any software solutions that might help? I've tried copying and pasting, but things are just moving way too fast for me to catch everything. Any suggestions would be appreciated, and I think it would make these reports about a thousand percent better. Not to mention making it a lot easier on what feeble bits of mind that I have left.

The Stroke Princess arrived, and it really is cool to see the instant outpouring of affection towards Her by the people in the chatroom. But hey... She deserves every bit of it! This week I think I made Her a little dizzy with my twirl, since I was making up for Her missing it last week. Once She was able to stand without falling down, She was able to greet everybody. Sorry about that, Princess... next week I won't twirl You like You're on a throwup ride at an amusement park.

Princess was still recovering from the bug that has been bothering Her for weeks now, but She seems to be doing much better now. Even so, at one point in the chat, The Kissing Bandit came in because he was concerned for Her health, and proceeded to give Her a very thorough upper respiratory inspection with his Board Certified tongue. Evidently, everything looked OK, (now there's an understatement) because he didn't grab Her and take Her away to his secret quarantine area.

Ms Grace must've gotten really heated up by Her medical examination, because next thing we knew, She was steaming things up with one of the other Mistresses in attendance, Ms Ryan. The two Mistresses started to drive everybody crazy with their lustful dialog. I think Princess is a Leg Girl, because She seemed to get especially wet when She started concentrating Her attention on Ms Ryan's long, lush, and lovely legs. It was getting so hot in the room, we all thought that the two Mistresses were gonna break out into a wanton orgy at any second. Princess had to cool everybody down a couple of times when She would break off Her kissing of Ms Ryan's inner thighs long enough to tell everybody "no cummies!"

Next, the conversation got around to bowling, and Princess stated Her preference for balls. She doesn't like small balls.. She likes the feel of the big and heavy ones, and pink is Her favorite color for them. She explained that heavy balls were no problem for Her because after all, She lived on a farm all the way up until Her parents sent Her away to Spoiled Princess School. I mentioned that since She's that strong, I knew which one of us was gonna get carried over the threshold after our wedding. Unfortunately Princess didn't miss Her chance, and told everybody that my ass was getting so fat, even She might have trouble carrying me very far.

This is where JB the Prophet became a little disoriented. I'm not sure they have bowling up in his neck of the woods, because when somebody mentioned the holes in a bowling ball, the Prophet seemed to get excited and confused the ball with a honeydew melon. It didn't help the Prophet that Ms Sarah was trying Her best to fluster and confuse him even more. Great job, Ms Sarah!

Speaking of melons, Princess Grace's prized pet, Lucky Pet, (if you can't figure out why he goes by the name Lucky Pet, you're hopeless and I'm not gonna bother trying to explain it to you), had his cherry broken by Mindy Melon recently. I won't go into all the steamy details, but if you're interested, you can go read about it in Lucky's blog. I'm not taking a chance on having the SPCM coming in and shutting down my blog because of some perverted fruitsex. I was kinda curious though, and it sounded to me like Lucky prolly had a peehole packed full of melon seeds after working Mindy out for awhile, and how would you be able to cum with a cock crammed full of seeds? Princess reassured me that Mindy was carefully chosen because she was of the seedless variety.

Oh! And here's your Tip Of The Day. "Make sure that the melon you choose to have relations with hasn't been chilled!" Frigid melons do not make good bed partners!

Billybear seems to have managed to transform himself into AngstriddenTeenGothWolverPillow this week. He's been slamming his bedroom door and bitching and whining about being persecuted, and pretty much everything else you can think of. He thinks he's really cool now that he wears black fishnets and lipstick, and has his claws painted black. I wish Princess would just slap him upside the head to help him get over his angst, but I think She likes him this way. She so loves taking care of Her "unusual" ones. He'd better not get black nailpolish on Her marshmallows though...

Pantysue was in attendance as well. Her permanent incarceration in Princess' cage should really be interesting and fun for her! I'd report on her progress, but I decided it would be better to keep my big mouth shut after Princess threatened to let me join her. If anybody else (Lucky? Billy? Ace? Anybody???) want to go ahead and follow up on this, feel free!

Speaking of Ace, the All Points Bulletin is still in effect for him. If anyone happens to see him anywhere, please point him in this direction. Zorak needs his cookies and is getting a bit testy. You wouldn't like him testy...

Well, that's all I've got in my notes. I'm sorry if I leave any friends out, and I'm sure I prolly have, but it doesn't mean that I wasn't happy to see you in the chatroom. I honestly don't mean to slight anyone. I'm hoping to be able to mention more people if I can get the text logging software located.

To my Mistress, the Stroke Princess, You did another masterful job of hosting the chat, as You always do. It makes me so proud to see how much everyone adores You in the chatroom. And thank You again for defending me during the chat. That really meant the world to me, because it proved to everyone how You really do wuv Your pets.

See you all next time! Wuv You, Princess!

little bitchass

Just Wanted To Share A Little Anniversary With You...

Today, I was thinking about some of the games the Stroke Princess and I have been playing in the past 6 months. Even though some things were uncomfortable and inconvenient (locked in the CB2000 for long periods of time), and some were a little scary (pushing the envelope a bit with my appearance in public), all were in the long run a lot of fun, and I hope Princess Grace got as much enjoyment out of assigning them as I felt while doing them for Her.

I know some of you are probably tired of hearing all about the things we do, so I won't ramble on about them like I normally do. If there are any new readers here, you can read back through this blog and catch up if you are interested. Of course there are always a few others who don't like either Princess or me, and don't hesitate to share their views on the things that we do together. For those people, all I can say is that I'm having fun, and if that bothers you, don't read. It's as simple as that. Princess and I have lots of friends who'll make up for your absence.

Now back to the topic I originally wanted to share. I realized just this morning that I had passed another little anniversary in my relationship with Princess. The chain collar that She gave me in early November, and told me was permanent, has been locked around my neck for 3 months now, without ever being off even once. When I first clicked the lock closed, I had lots of thoughts running through my mind, like "Can I really leave this on that long without taking it off?" or "What are people gonna think?"

Well, those questions got answered over the last 3 months. I've kinda come to view the collar as a physical part of me now, and when I see it in the mirror or feel it while I'm in the shower, it doesn't feel any different than a ring on the finger would. It doesn't feel at all like the cage does when I wear it for a long time. With the cage, I'm OK for awhile, but before long, I can't wait for Princess to send me the key so I can take it off. Don't get me wrong, I still get a lot of satisfaction from being caged for Princess, it's just that the cage feels a lot different than the collar does. There is one thing about wearing the cage and collar that feels the same though. Knowing that the keys to unlock them are safely with Princess, and over 1500 miles away gives me nice, fuzzy feelings inside...

The nicest part of all about wearing Princess' collar 24/7 is what it represents. She chose me to be Hers! Also, I can be right in the middle of doing something completely unrelated, and when I see, feel or otherwise become aware of the collar, thoughts of Ms Grace run through my mind. Honestly, I can't see any negative side at all to having thoughts of Princess in my mind. It's really a very warm feeling to be collared by the Stroke Princess, I can assure you.

Princess, after 3 months I still don't have even the slightest desire to take off Your collar, and will not unless You tell me to. I hope it'll stay locked around my neck for as long as I'm Yours, and I hope that isn't gonna change anytime soon.

Well that's all for today... and BTW, Tease Time will be tomorrow night in the Community Kink chatroom at 10 EST, so I expect to see all of you there for it!

I do wuvs my Mistress!

little bitchass

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

little bitchass

Well Everybody...I'm Excited! You Can Congratulate Me Now!

I wasn't gonna tell all of you this right now. I was thinking I'd wait until the date got a little closer before I spilled the beans. But I just can't keep from sharing this wonderful bit of news with all of you!

It all started on Thursday night at Princess Grace's Tease Time. We had a prophet in attendance, and it wasn't BillyProphet, who you might remember led a few of us on that almost fatal trek into the desert. No friends, this prophet was for REAL!!!

He made a couple of astounding predictions for the future, and I for one believed every one of them. Some of that may be because I'm insane, but he was so darn convincing! Here's the deal!

The prophecy says that within the next 2 years, I am gonna have dinner with, and get this, MARRY Princess Grace, the Mindfucktress Stroke Princess Herself! I don't know what kind of a vision he saw to come up with that one, but I'm not taking any chances, and I've started making preparations already.

I'm thinking that we'll both be wearing wedding gowns, Princess will have to decide on the colors... I'll leave that part up to Her. I also think it will be really cool if we both wear a hot pair of ballet boots for our trip down the aisle. The corsets will be optional, that's up to Princess.

I was hoping the wedding ceremony could be held at Princess' Castle, where we could honeymoon right in Her Dungeon, but realized that Her state still has some stupid, outdated idea about two girls marrying each other, and so we'll have to move the ceremony over to another state where the lawmakers aren't such stick-in-the-muds.

I figure that whatever gown I wear, it'll be cut very low in the back so I can show off the wedding tattoo that will be covering my whole back. A huge picture of Princess Grace in a Domme outfit with our marriage vows underneath it will be really cool looking, don't ya think? And how about this? Instead of me wearing a wedding band on my finger, She can pierce me and put a ring through my septum right during the ceremony! OMG!!! How awesome is THAT gonna be!!

I'm sure that I'll also take on Her name at the ceremony. Little Bitchass Grace... I like the way that sounds, don't you? Oh, this is SOOO exciting!

I know that some of you are gonna be pretty jealous about this, but I can't help that. This is fate after all, and you don't mess with fate. I just know that I'm as excited as all getout, and giddy as a schoolgirl!

OK, that's all I have so far, but I'll keep you all informed as the wedding date approaches!

Aren't you all happy for me? I soooo wuvs my Stroke Princess!

Oh, and that reminds me, I think maybe I should tell Princess about all this...

little bitchass

OK OK.... I KNOW It's Been A Long Time!

As most of you know who read this blog regularly, I have not posted a new entry in it since Christmas Eve, and yes, I've been hearing about it! Bitchass just needed some time off. That doesn't mean I haven't missed being involved.

It's been a nice little break from the pressures of writing all these literary masterpieces, and now I think it's time to go back to work. Only problem is, now that I'm ready to get back into the swing of things, coming up with ideas for what to write hasn't been so easy. I wonder if this happens in other areas besides blogging? I'm just glad things still worked for me after being let out of the CB2000 by the Stroke Princess after 78 days of non-use.

So, for about a week now, I've been trying to find the perfect blockbuster topic to make a comeback with. I had a really good topic pop up late last week, and it would've made an excellent post, just from the sheer stupidity of it, but I decided not to pull the stake out of the vampire's heart. Keep looking, bitchass...

Maybe a little bit about what's been happening around here will be a good start... I'll just write and see what happens, I guess...

I've had a lot of people, Mistresses and chatroom friends, encouraging me to get the blog rolling again. It's been getting so bad, that a few have even been resorting to heckling me during Tease Time about it. I'm sure there are lots who wish I would stop posting permanently, but I feel kinda like I'm letting my friends down by not writing. I started the blog for Princess Grace in the first place, and right now I feel like I'm disappointing Her. I know how much She used to love printing out my posts, and taking them into the bathroom with Her to read. It even saved Her from buying toilet paper on more than one occasion I'm sure.

I also miss writing the interwoven stories with all of my usual friends in here. The stories that we've worked on together are still a lot of fun to read, and the comments are usually hilarious! I've been talking to Girl Friday and Corruptrix, and they assure me that they're ready to go back to work too. Friday's been working on her tan and enjoying the quiet time while TracerBulletBilly is in jail on that reckless endangerment charge. She's especially happy because it gives her knees some extra time to heal up.

Corruptrix has been working on her paleness and laying low since her unfortunate courtroom testimony, where she almost got herself in deep shit by making what looked like a confession of murder in front of the judge. Luckily, the judge was an idiot and Corruptrix was able to float home without any charges being made. It was a close call though...

And what about Princess Grace you ask? Both She and Her legal mouthpiece Miss Tara were found innocent on all charges related to the non-murder of BillyBear, and have been seen drinking Bloody Mary's and dancing well into the early morning hours at Pantysue's new strip club. Evidently, they've kissed and made up a few times after their widely reported courtroom spat.

Miss Tara's radio show is still going strong, and I encourage all of you to stop into the chatroom while She's on the air. Don't bother coming though, if you don't like to laugh. And don't expect to be cumming during Her show either. The SpankMistress doesn't care a whole awful lot about boy cummies, and you will be waiting for a looooooonnnngggg time if You think you'll be dribbling on Her floors. You MAY get to hear Her sing though, If you've been good.

The latest incarnation of BillyBear has been seen waddling around LDW Land for the past week. He resembles a cross between Cartman and a large marshmallow with huge claws. It's a good idea to have a fire extiguisher handy if you're gonna be anywhere in his vicinity though. We've had to replace burned curtains in the Kink Chatroom twice already. Princess Grace has figured out a way to harness his power and use him at Her parties to roast marshmallows for Her.

Lucky and BillyMarshmallow have started a blog war over OG, who I thought I had an ironclad slave contract with, but now Lucky conveniently can't find the papers we signed, and so ownership passes back to Lucky. BM disputes this but I think he's gonna lose. They don't call Lucky Lucky for nothing.

Pantysue is starting on her quest to become the longest continuously locked-down pet in Princess Grace's history. Pantysue, I think the time will go by fast, once you get that first year under your belt. You'll be FINE! Don't worry about a thing!

Ace has signed over the cookie factory to a new owner, who is turning it into some kind of Kink emporium. I put in an application there to try and get a job as a Bondage Device Tester, but I think they don't want me because they know I might not put forth my best effort into trying to get out. I haven't heard back yet, so I'm thinking I'm not a candidate for it. I'm hoping Princess Grace will open a factory too, and will need somebody to test Her devices out for Her.

And last but certainly not least, the StrokePrincess is still holding Her Tease Time chats every Thursday night at 10 Eastern in the Community Kink Chatroom, just like She has every week for about the last year and a half. This is one of the most popular and well attended hosted chats at LDW, and has been since its start. Tease Time is always a blast, and it's a great way for some who don't know Princess Grace to get to know Her a little bit better. Whether She gives us new MP3s to drool over or teases us to distraction, She never fails to leave us wanting and needing Her desperately by the time Tease Time is over.

Regarding Tease Time, while I've been taking my break, I've been depriving Lucky of my Tease Time Review, and so beginning next week I'll be starting those up again.

That's pretty much what's been happening. The post wasn't a "Wastelands" like I was planning it to be, but it feels good to get the first one under my belt. I'm sorry I couldn't mention all of my friends in here by name, but you know who you are, and I'm glad to have you all with me.

I can't wait to start reading the comments from you again, but let's keep them nice. I just toss the nasty ones these days anyway...

Princess, it's good to be back, and I'm proud as ever to tell anybody who'll listen that I'm Yours!

Your bitchass wuvs Ya!

l.b.a.

It's Christmas Eve!... And Here's An Update...

Where to start, where to start?

Let's see, I won't spend much time on this one, except to let you all know that the tattoo is doing fine, healed up beautifully, and the best part is, I love looking down every day and seeing a gorgeous piece of artwork with Princess' name on it!

Now for the BIG NEWS! Congratulations to the Stroke Princess! In case you haven't heard, Ms Grace won the latest Phone Challenge put out by Ms Ally, and from what I heard, Ms Ally ran neck and neck with Her all the way to the end of the contest! Congrats to both for an awesome display of endurance, as well as to all the other Mistresses who participated.

Now, we come to Friday night, and my contribution to the Phone Challenge. I had the honor of being able to get through all of the needy wanty boys and get ahold of Princess for a much needed (by me) phone call! All of my calls to Princess Grace are much needed these days, and this one was no different, even though I was not desperate to cum like in most of my other calls. You see, a couple of weeks ago, while chatting with Princess in IM, She informed me that since I had been a good pet and had gotten my tattoo, I would be allowed to cum once a day, all the way up until Christmas. After being denied so much with Princess, this was a total surprise for me! At first, there were no probems, but after a couple of days, I'm finding that after I cum, a few hours later, I start having naughty thoughts about wanting to do it again. I'm fighting those naughty thoughts though. It's not easy, but so far so good.

As for the call, we started out with our usual chit-chat, mostly about how well we are doing in our holiday preparations (sadly, my preparations suck... lol), and also about the Phone Challenge. We also have been known to spend some time with girltalk and some juicy tidbits of gossip, and this night was no different.

Soon, it was time for Princess to shift gears, and when She does, there is no mistaking when it happens. I'll give you all a break, and won't tell you all of what we talked about, but more will be coming on that later, because She has some kind of plan in store for me for the New Year. But I will tell you about a slightly different fantasy from our usual ones that She took me on. This was inspired by a picture I sent to Princess that looked like a yummy way to bind someone. I had no idea if it would work as a fantasy on a call with Her, but I should know better by now than to ever doubt Her ability in the least.

It started with Her dressing me in panties, pantyhose, and very high platform heels, and then a corset over that. She wrapped some bondage tape over the shoes to hold them on my feet, but then brought out plaster cast material, and starting with one foot, wrapped the gooey stuff around my instep and heel, and eventually my whole foot. Then She wrapped the cast up my leg all the way up to my hip. All the while, She's telling me how when this hardens, I am gonna be so stuck, and will be such a pretty statue for Her.

She thought for a few minutes about what kind of a pose She wanted for Her statue, and then brought out a stool and propped my free foot up on it, making a pretty pose with my leg raised, and began wrapping the cast material around my shoe and up all the way to my hip.

Not wanting to ruin my corset, She removed it and wrapped my waist very tightly with the bondage tape, and then, starting at my hips, began casting again, working Her way up and over my waist and then up to my boobs.

She pulled my arms around behind me and working like She was putting an armbinder sleeve on me, she tightly wrapped both arms together with bondage tape. Then She wrapped them with the casting plaster and contined wrapping my chest and shoulders, only leaving openings over my boobs so that She could have easy access to them. She continued casting me all the way up until She stopped just under my chin. While the plaster dried, She teased me relentlessly, Her hands touching me where I could not, stroking and then pulling away.... Telling me that She was thinking of putting one more thing in a cast, making a very effective and permanent cage out of the casting material.

Thankfully, She didn't do that, and the plaster soon stiffened and became hard as a rock. She pulled away the footstool after hooking the cast to a chain hanging from the ceiling, leaving me in a sexy pose with my leg up and my foot pointed down. Now there was no way out, and I was totally trapped and at Her mercy. She emphasized that She could do whatever She wanted to my clitty or nipples now, and I would not be able to stop Her. She might even bring in some of Her friends to play with me.

The whole time, She knew She had me stroking and rubbing, and if I wasn't really sure how well the fantasy would work before we started on it, as usual, Princess found a way to make it so real that I was dying to cum before too long. After teasing me and keeping me on the edge forever, She finally told me to cum for Her. You all know the rest, I'm sure. All I'm sayin' is that it was fantastic! It ALWAYS is!

Here's the pic that inspired the fantasy...

I have a couple of last things to report, and then everybody can get back to their RealWorld Christmas activities. This is mainly for Pantysue's benefit, since she loves manicures and pedicures. Also, if my old friend Pantybutt is reading, this is for you too! I have been getting gently pushed, and later not so gently by my GG friend (who wears her nails 2 inches long) to let my nail girl put some really long acrylics on me. Since I have the whole week between Christmas and New Year off, I figured why not give it a go and see if I could live with them for a week. And so, off I went to my nail salon.

I had not had any acrylics on for the past couple of months so I could let my real nails recover and breathe for awhile. Once the girl glued on the new tips, she asked me how long I wanted them. When I showed her, her eyes got kinda wide and she said, "oh..... that's too long!" I had to tell her that no, I wanted them long this time so I could see how I would be able to survive with them for a week. And so she gave in, even though she still cut them a bit shorter than what I originally asked. She seemed like she was putting a ton of acrylic over top of the tips, and eventually she got them filed to the shape she wanted.

Then she asked me what color I wanted. Now I had been thinking a nice pink color, but when I told her that, I had a second thought that since they were going to be painfully obvious to anybody within a half a mile, maybe a nice dark red would be just as good. I told her I'd like a dark pink or dark red, and asked her for her opinion.

"Dark red for Christmas!"

OK, so dark red it was. But before she puts the color on, I have to wash my hands and then pay her. The washing process and getting out my money felt a little strange, but the first sign of real trouble was when I tried to get my keys out of my little fanny pack so I wouldn't ruin the polish after she was done. I just could not pick up my keys for some reason! I looked at the nail girl and she had this little amused grin on her face, but eventually I got a grip on the keys and left them on the table.

She found a deep red polish for me and put that on before I could even catch my breath. A process that takes me about 10 minutes to do takes her about ten seconds a nail, and unlike me, she doesn't leave any streaks or get it all over the finger when she is done. I was waiting for the clear topcoat to go on, when she asked me if she could do something special for Christmas. She wanted to put a couple of little snowmen on my nails as a little present for me! I said sure, and she painted a couple of cute little snowmen on my ring fingers. Next came a coat of clear over everything and I was done and out the door.

That was the yummy "getting them put on" part. Next came the "just try and do anything in these things" part. I have a whole new respect for girls who wear their nails extra long, because it ain't easy! I found out it's almost impossible to button or unbutton a shirt or jeans, and tying a pair of tennis shoes took 20 minutes to do. The nails just get in the way of anything you are trying to do. You have to use either a knuckle or the pad of your finger to press any buttons on the microwave. The remote control for the TV is impossible to work. Picking things up or trying to get something in your pocket is an adventure, and I almost poked my eye out when I went to rub them a couple of times. Blowing your nose is dangerous too, and while I'm thinking of it, and not to get gross, but how in the hell do you wipe yourself after going to the potty without inserting an inch of nail into your butt??? I need some real answers from the real women out there. How in the hell do you manage???

But the real challenge is typing at the computer. You can't use your fingertips to type because effectively they aren't there anymore. All you have are these plastic butter knives sticking out the ends of your fingers, and you are expected to hit the keyboard keys dead center wiith the tip of those. Plastic against plastic is very slippery, and you skid off the keys and miss others entirely. It's VERY frustrating to try and type with any speed, because I have to go back over what I "typed" (and I use that term very loosely), and replace any missing and extra letters, and believe me, there are many missing and extra letters.

Princess enjoyed my plight so much that when we chatted in an IM, She gave me a homework assignment. On Christmas, just like on Thanksgiving, I am supposed to go eat dinner and then go to a movie of Her choosing. This time I have to wear the girls penny loafers, but instead of suntan pantyhose, I have to wear the black sparkly pantyhose She made me buy. If that wasn't enough, now I also have to go with these red talons on my fingers. I am so screwed, Princess... You got me good this time...

But even though they are a pain, they are pretty as hell, and I am already thinking it's gonna be very hard to cut them back when I have to go back to work.

Here's a pic I took of the nails. Check out the cute snowman!

Well, that's all for tonight. I hope everyone has a beautiful and happy Christmas Eve, followed by a wonderful Christmas day tomorrow. I won't be having visions of sugarplums dancing in my head tonight, but I'll have something much much better. I'll be seeing visions of my wonderful Mistress and Stroke Princess dancing in my head, and I'll take that over silly old sugarplums any day of the week!

Merry Christmas to the Mistresses and all of my friends at LDW! And an extra special Christmas hug and kiss to Ms Grace, who has given me the most wonderful Christmas prezzies I could ever ask for all through the past year. Thank You so much, Princess!

I do wuvs my Princess... have I mentioned that yet in this post?

little bitchass (holding up a sprig of mistletoe over my head)