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

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

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

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

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

Explanation and rant over...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

little bitchass

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

Somebody Write Something! I'm The Only One Who's Allowed To Slack Off Around Here!

Well, OK, except for the Stroke Princess... Princess is allowed to procrastinate as long as She wants. The only person who's writing these days is Miss Tara, who's resistance has finally been hammered down to the point where She came down with a nasty BSG infection. Next thing we know, billyBear will talk Her into going for a ride in his Transmorgifier.

I think the last post I saw was from Bankyboo, and that was at least 5 days ago. But I think I know why nobody has been posting for the past 5 days. You're all waiting breathlessly for my Tease Time Report, right?

See? I KNEW it!

Well it's been my intention to write a Tease Time Report ever since Friday, but writing it at my job like I usually do has been impossible and my weekend was taken up because the neighborhood nazi association has been on my ass to do some work out in my front yard. It's been hotter than a mouthfull of habaneros around here and so humid that you need to wear a scuba tank just to breathe. So working outside all weekend has left my little bitchass dragging. I just don't feel like doing anything that involves moving. Last night after I got home from work and did my walkies for Princess, I turned my computer on and then went and laid on the couch for the rest of the night. Even though I'm allowed to cum once each night that I walk, I couldn't even get my ass off of the couch to do it. Don't ya feel sorry for me? A little???

I've got a chance today, so I'm writing this during the tail end of my lunch hour at work, but I just found out that I left my Tease Time notes sitting on my computer desk at home.

Super... now I can't remember shit about what we did during Tease Time last Thursday.

OK, I do remember Princess Grace being there. And there were also a lot of needywanty chatters there. I know, that part was easy, but give me a break. At least I'm trying.

During the chat, I was on the lookout for the miniHulk and the Green Princess, but neither one showed up in the chatroom. I still think there is a vague resemblance between Princess Grace and the Green Princess, and even though I still haven't seen them both in the same place at the same time, I couldn't be positive and so I didn't mention anything about it in the chatroom.

Princess has been doing really well on Her fitness program, and from what She said, She has a DVD by the female trainer from Hell on "The Biggest Loser" who is kicking Her butt all over the living room floor. But Princess won't back down from a challenge, and so She has hung in there, even though every muscle in Her yummy body is sore.

She did say that She gave Her sore muscles a break one day and did yoga instead. Yoga sounds interesting to me, and I was very interested in learning some of the positions that Princess talked about. She suggested "The Cobra" for me, which sounds really cool! I was wondering if there is a pose called "The Mantis" which would prolly be perfect for me. I might need some vict... errrr... volunteers who would help me out by getting into the supporting position called "The Juicy Neck".

OK, I'm out of time and have to go back to work, so here's what I'm gonna do... I'll post this so I can at least keep Lucky from being forced to go over to the Walmart, and keep Pantysue from having to endure another night of lapdancing. OK, I realize that keeping Pantysue away from lapdancers is harder than getting Vaseline out of your hair, but at least maybe I can save Lucky from those filthy bathrooms. So when I get home from work today, IF I have time, and IF I have the energy, I'll read through my Tease Time notes and add anything that I think you all might be interested in reading about, and then I'll republish this. I'll try it this way for this week anyway, so we'll see how it works out. Actually, it may work out well because you'll have to visit my blog twice, since I AM going for the 20,000 readers milestone.

In the event I don't get to it tonight, oh well... sorry about that... but I'll give it my best shot.

OK, I've gotta go... see you all soon... and Princess, as always, Your bitchass wuvs You!

little bitchass

P.S. Ace! Get your ass back here!


Note from next day... I know you're not gonna believe me, but I looked all over my computer desk at home last night for my Tease Time notes, and they were not where I thought they were. I looked through everything on my desk here at work today and can't find them here either. I hope they didn't end up in some catalog where they'll fall out when the next person opens it.

Either way, there won't be any additional Tease Time nuggets added to this post. You'll just have to wait for next week's report. I'm sooooooo sorry....

I'm Down And Just In Time For Tonight's Chat...

I'm happy to report that I'm now back on the ground and doing fine after an extended visit to the ladies room. Thanks go out to Miss Tara, Lucky, and Giantess Gretchen for organizing and carrying out a very dangerous rescue maneuver. I have to say that Giantess Gretchen's punt of Lucky's blimp afterwards was really impressive! I only found out later that it eventually came down over in Lake Mead.

In case anybody is looking for me, I'll be busy for the next week or two squeezing out a tanker truck full of pineapple juice, as well as arranging delivery of some Godiva Chocolates for Miss Tara and some hot boot videos for Lucky.

And BTW, I want to clear up one thing. The reports that I had become huge were totally innacurate. I am still the same size as I was before. The camera angle just made it appear that I had grown to the size of Big Tex.

I'm also planning on attending the Stroke Princess' Tease Time chat tonight, and I will be looking forward to giving lots of dirty looks to all of my "friends" who left me stranded up on that tower for all that time. I thought I might get a lift down from PantyKong, but she kept getting distracted by the lap dancers and the last I saw of her, she was humping that Eifel Tower thingy with her cage. Strangely enough, Princess Grace has kept a conspicuous silence through all of this.

As for those responsible for putting me up there in the first place and nearly ruining my precious flower car in the process, my lawyers will be talking to you as soon as they can find you. It seems that sightings of the Incredible Dork and the Green Princess have completely stopped, as if the two of them have totally fallen off the face of the earth. If my lawyers can't find them, I'll have to bring in the big guns by hiring my friend Friday to do the job. I suppose she'll have to bring that incompetent boss of hers along. She signed some kind of an employment agreement with him that obligates her to let other people think that Tracer is actually the brains of the outfit. Well, all I can say is that without her, Tracer's PI business would go down the shithole along with all those bean burritos.

Well, it's Thursday and I hope that Ms Grace makes it to Tease Time tonight. Maybe the Green Princess will show up in Her place instead. I'm not sure of the connection between the two, but there's a certain resemblance there besides the green color, and She and the Green Princess have never been seen at the same location at the same time. I'm beginning to suspect that there may be some connection between the two. But that could'nt be, could it? Princess Grace could never leave Her little bitchass sitting up on top of a tower for all that time... could She??? OK, I know She left me in that pink plastic cage a few times for a lot longer than that, but still......

Well, I expect all of you at Tease Time tonight at 10 Eastern in the Kink Chatroom. We'll see who shows up, whether it's the Stroke Princess or the Green Princess. Only time will tell.

See y'all there!

little bitchass

Just Wanted To Let My Readers Know...

There will be no more blogposts in this blog until somebody gets me and what's left of my car down off of this stupid tower.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, too bad, I'm not in the mood to talk about it. You can read about it here if you want... or not... either way, I just don't give a shit...

little bitchass

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eeeeiiiiuuuwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

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

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

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

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

little bitchass

Well, I Guess The Situation Is Not As Dire As I First Thought...

I was busy trying to beat the deadline for my last post, and missed a very important development in the billyHulk matter. It seems that now he's developed a severe case of shrinkage.

He's gotten so small that Miss Tara has determined that he is just about the "cutest widdle thing", and instead of wanting to spank his ass bloody, now she wants to cuddle him. How dangerous could a guy the size of a garden gnome be? Especially with him locked up in that cage just like Pantysue.

I'm starting to have conflicting feelings on the matter. I guess you could say that maybe my conscience is bothering me a little for making fun of him. I mean, I hate what Steroid Poster Boy did when he kicked in my front door the first couple of times, tried to smash my blog, and demolished my best coffee table and also the next two that I bought to replace it. Oh, and I'll never let him use my bathroom again... EVER! But I also feel a little bad for him, because now his strength is going away as fast as his height is.

I was watching TV last night and thought I heard this little tapping noise, so I went and opened the front door, causing the little guy to fall facefirst into my living room just as he was delivering another roundhouse kick in a pitiful attempt to smash down my door. There was no way he was gonna be able to break it down, so I left the door open a crack and went back to watch TV. He eventually showed up in front of my couch, and I stifled a smile and pretended not to notice as he wore himself out trying to break my newest coffee table.

Trying to keep a straight face while he's knocking himself out is not working, so I've come up with a plan that should keep the little shit from being too embarrassed.

So here's my plan... I'm having the front door replaced and a new balsa wood model installed on breakaway hinges. My coffee tables are all gonna be built with breakaway parts, so they'll collapse easily whenever anybody as much as touches them. That should be good for his self esteem.

I'm trying to find a scaled down model of my flower car, hopefully made of really thin plastic, so he can toss it without too much heavy lifting on his part. I've got the original car hidden where he'll never find it. I know this is silly, but I figure I don't want to be the one responsible for the little dude stroking out if it ever comes to that.

If I had some Lego building blocks, I might even build a model of Tokyo for him to smash. No matter what he breaks, I'll be sure to pretend that I'm suitably horrified.

OK, I know this is silly, but I'm thinking that someday he may stop shrinking and get big and not so cuddly again, and I'm thinking that if he does, I don't plan on being on his "billyHulkHate" list. I'm sure that cousin Zorak's side of the family would disagree, but this is how I'm dealing with it.

So for anyone reading this, let this sad story be a lesson to you all... "Roids are bad for you!"...

little bitchass

Something Needs To Be Done About This...

I'm sure that by now, you've all heard about the heartrending situation involving the accidental transformation of BillyBear into billyHulk. In case you missed it, read about it here.

When I said "accidental", I wasn't being totally accurate, because the former fuzzy blue bear actually did ask to be injected with an untested and unproven drug. Even though this was the action of a complete moron, I can't help but feel just a little sorry for the "Big Green Jerk", as he is quietly being referred to these days.

I believe in practicing the "live and let live" philosophy, but really, things are starting to get a little out of hand here. He is becoming a very mean and nasty mutant. In only the past few days, he has been threatening to smash blogs and seems to have developed a deepseated hatred for art cars. It's only a matter of time I suppose before my own beloved flower car gets thrown into some active volcano crater thousands of miles away.

So before this situation gets totally fubar, I thought I'd ask for some input as to what we can do to help the dangerous poor slob change back into the safe poor slob. Please send in any suggestions you might have, and we'll have a town meeting in about a week to decide on our course of action. I don't think I need to remind you all of the devastation that could occur to our town's only Crisco factory and the huge town square Christmas tree during Christmas season. If you're worried about stirring up his wrath, don't worry, I don't think he reads very well but I'll disguise your names anyway. That is, if I can remember to do it.

Please act quickly as I can't afford to keep replacing my smashed coffee tables. God have mercy on us all.

little bitchass

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

Let's get right into it, shall we?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Super!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See you all next time!

little bitchass

Thought I Should Phone In Another Tease Time Review For Lucky...

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OK, I'm not gonna be able to call in a review of last week's Tease Time with Ms Grace, so I guess I'll actually have to type this. Calling them in is much easier for a lazy bum like me, especially since I haven't had time to sit down and write one so far this week. But since I don't want to let Princess or Lucky down, I'll try to touch on what I remember of the chat that night. (I would say I don't want to let BillyBear down too, but I can't because my slander lawsuit against his blog is pending, and my lawyers have advised against mentioning his name)

We had a nice little gathering of chatters in the Kink Chatroom that night, but by now, I forget almost everything about how many were there, who was there, or what was said. I do remember a few things about that night's chat, but I'm afraid this post is gonna be a little thin.

This much I can tell you. Princess Grace was there. So it was good! That's all you need to know. She had not made any new MP3s that day, because She had been way too busy making all of Her Princessy appearances for Her subjects, and taking care of all the other things that Princesses normally take care of.

As much as I like hearing the new MP3s, if Princess does not have new MP3s for Tease Time, I have just as much fun. It just means more chatting time with Her.

It was nice to see our old friend Canadian Guy make the trek all the way down from his igloo on the Frozen Tundra to attend Princess' chat. I had forgotten how much this guy makes me laugh. I wish I could remember some of his jokes from that night, because he really comes up with some funny shit! I'm hoping that the ice floes will stay melted until fall, and he will be around to come in every week and bring his penguins with him. Oh, and he always has lots of beer with him too. He's very easy to distract and we can steal his beer if we work things right.

At one point, BillyBear made a challenge to Princess that he was a better tonguer than She was. Silly bear! Princess picked up that gauntlet, bitchslapped him with it, and proceeded to prove to him who was the Tease there and who wasn't. I was getting pretty worked up listening to Her side of it as she worked him over, but I was almost throwing up in my mouth a little whenever I thought of his blue, bear tongue inside Her lovely mouth. Thankfully, She proved him wrong well before I had to run and get a bucket.

The low point of the night was the appearance of a repeater who went by the name of Pantyhose. At least that's what he called himself on Thursday. No matter what name he comes in under, he always does the same routine every time he comes in. He pays no attention to where Princess Grace is going with Her chat, and instead, tries to force his boring and repetitive agenda onto everyone. Yes, we know you wax your legs and your sister kicked you in the nuts. I suppose he thinks everybody is as stupid as he is and doesn't see through him. I wish his sister would finally kick him in the nuts so hard that he won't have to ask people to castrate him anymore.

Well, that's all for today. I have to leave soon so I can do my walkies for the Stroke Princess when I get home, which also means that I will be able to cum tonight.

Sorry for the abbreviated version. Hopefully, things will be a lot less busy this week and I'll be able to get the next Tease Time Review in by the deadline.

See you all next time! And as always, Princess, Your bitchass wuvs You!

little bitchass

This Just In! Blogging vs. Sleep! Sleep Wins!

I had every intention of writing a full report of what happened at Thursday night's Tease Time with the Stroke Princess on Saturday, even though it was gonna be a few days late. Unfortunately, my accumulated lack of sleep chose this weekend to catch up with me. I badly overslept on Saturday morning, which meant that I had to cram a lot of RealWorld tasks into the afternoon and evening. After I ate dinner, I fell asleep again on the couch, and when I woke up sometime during the night, I set my alarm for early Sunday, figuring I'd write the blog over coffee.

Guess what???

When the alarm went off, I evidently slammed the snooze button too hard and the alarm never made a sound after that. I woke up around lunchtime and still had a full days tasks ahead of me. Needless to say, no blogging got done on Sunday either.

So, I'll just give you a quick recap of the big news and send you over to The Occasional Assassin for their version of what happened.

Big news was that Princess Grace not only made a new MP3 to tease us with, She made FIVE of them! I'll link them for you so that you can enjoy them RIGHT NOW!

http://www.princessgracesplayground.com/acheforPrincessGrace.mpg

http://www.princessgracesplayground.com/Neverthoughtyouwould.mp3

http://www.princessgracesplayground.com/Mysissybaby.mp3

http://www.princessgracesplayground.com/bondagesissy.mp3

http://www.princessgracesplayground.com/strokerboyshow.mp3

I'm running out of time on my lunchbreak, so instead of me telling you what they are all about, how about if you listen for yourself? I'll tell you this, and this will come as a big shock to most of you, but my favorite was the bondage sissy MP3. Go figure!

There's one last point I want to make about Thursday's Tease Time. There comes a time when teasing a Mistress goes over the line and becomes disrespectful, even if the person doing the teasing might not have meant it that way. There are certain areas that are off-limits to ANY woman, and even more so to MsGrace, who deserves so much better. I would advise thinking a little more before you say something that you might regret later.

That said, it's time for me to go back to work, so go read Princess Grace's blog, go read The Assassin, and I'll see you all at the next blog entry!

As always, Princess, Your bitchass wuvs You!

little bitchass

This Is A Hell Of A Lot More Difficult Than It Looks!

A little while back, in one of my accounts of a call with the Stroke Princess, I mentioned that one of Her homework assignments was for me to buy a pair of ballet boots. I was supposed to wear them and start getting used to them, with the end result being that I could walk somewhere in them. Princess "mentioned" in an IM that I have not given you all an update on how that was going, so I'll give you one now.

Here's a picture of the pair I bought, just so you can visualise what I'm talking about...

So, look at this innocent looking pair of shoes. How hard can it be? I mean, they're only a pair of shoes after all...

Well guess what? These boots are freaking unbelievable to try and stand up in, let alone walk somewhere in them.

The first time I laced them up tightly, the first thing I noticed was that you can't even come close to bending your ankles. After getting them laced, I tried to stand up for the first time. Right away, I realized that this wasn't gonna be as easy as I thought it would. There are things in your legs that have to stretch out before you can even think about standing with your legs straight. I found myself having to stand with my knees partially bent and kinda hunched over. If I tried to straightem my knees, not only did it feel like my balance point was way off, but my legs would instantly start to hurt. I tried to stay with it as long as I could so I could maybe get things stretched out. My thighs hurt, my calves hurt, my ankles hurt, and even my feet hurt and started to get painful cramps in them. Hell, even my ass cheeks were sore the next day.

I decided to try and take some steps, but could only take about a half dozen hunched, knees bent steps before collapsing onto the floor on my hands and knees. My feet were in the most unbelievable pain, not only from the cramping, but also because of my toes being forced down into the toes of the boots with all my weight pressing down on them. I had to fucking CRAWL back to my chair on my hands and knees!

I found out from talking to Ms Grace and another friend of mine that if you want to walk in these things, you have to wrap your toes in cotton batting and then put the shoes on. Princess even told me some horror stories about a show She watched about ballet dancers, and it involved bleeding toes! Ewwwwww! I tried the cotton for the second wearing, and the extra cushioning helped a lot. At least my toes didn't hurt so much and I could stand putting my weight on my toes longer. It doesn't help much with the legs, but that will improve with time.

And so, for the first couple of weeks, I wore these torture devices as much as I could after getting home from work. Every few nights I'd notice a little improvement, in that I could walk a few more steps before collapsing and having to crawl the rest of the way to the kitchen or bathroom and back.

Princess even suggested that I sleep in them, to help keep my arches stretched out. The first few nights I woke up in the middle of the night with my feet screaming at me, but eventually I got to where I could sleep in them.

And so, that's where I'm at now. I am not even close to where I can say I can walk in them yet. Hopefully, the longer I wear them, the more my muscles and tendons will adapt, and it will get easier. There's only one thing that worries me, and that's if certain tendons and muscles shorten, I've heard I might have some trouble when I try to walk flatfooted. I doubt that will happen, because I still wear flat shoes for work, but it's something to think about.

Now I just have a few other little tidbits to talk about before I leave.

Our old friend Banky has resurfaced! According to Billybear's blog, Banky's coming back has apparently allowed my boobs to heave another day. Good to see you back, Bankster! There something I've always been curious about and maybe you can enlighten me. Did the space alien guys who abducted you have really big thingies? I mean, they have such little bodies otherwise. Just wondering.

And I can't leave without apologizing to my pal Lucky....

Lucky, I'm sorry I outed you about the public restroom thing. No need to stop posting about your Princess calls... I promise I won't ever mention it in public again.

You really are the biggest pervert though....

And to my Stroke Princess, Ms Grace... The Mindfucktress of Teasealisciousness... I'll hope we will see You tonight at Tease Time, and as always, Your bitchass wuvs You!

Bye until next time,

little bitchass

I Have Homework To Do Because Princess Cares...

I was doing a few things while online late Friday night, and no, it wasn't what you think it was, when all of a sudden my IM window lit up. My spirit took a jump when I saw that it was from none other than the Stroke Princess, the Mindfucktress extraordinaire, the Cockteasingest Princess of Denial, Ms Grace.

Seems that Princess was taking a break between calls and when She saw I was online, She gave me a shout to see how I was doing, since I was not in Her cage anymore and She wanted to make sure that I was still following Her instructions and not cumming until She said I could. I was crushed to think that She might not trust that I hadn't cheated until I realized that She was just mindfucking me by talking about it, knowing that it wouldn't take long before I started to squirm.

We also chatted about what has been going on in each others lives since we had our last phonecall, and during the conversation, I made an offhanded remark about sometimes having high blood pressure. Since Ms Grace has become such a close friend, She jumped all over what I said and because She was concerned, started asking questions to make sure that I was OK. She asked me more probing questions than my doctor ever has. I think I was able to convince Her that I was not dying, but while we chatted, She began hatching out a plan for my next homework.

She calls it my "Heart Healthy Homework".

Task 1, beginning tonight after work, I have to come home, change my clothes, and walk for 30 minutes. I have to do this 3 nights a week. This didn't sound all that bad at all until She added the little condition that I had to wear a bra when I walked. Now, this is Texas, so when you walk for even 30 seconds, you are gonna sweat, and so I'm thinking that by the end of my walk, I might as well be wearing the bra on the outside of my shirt. Well, at least She didn't tell me I had to wear short shorts with pantyhose.

Task 2, I have to cut back on my smoking. This one is easy, since I quit totally about a year ago... giggles...

Task 3, I have to start drinking more water. To start with, She wants me drinking 5 glasses a day, and She will up that later on as the weather gets hotter. Now I don't drink a lot of beer, but I do drink a lot of soda, and it's not gonna be easy for me to give up that rush of sugar and caffeine. 5 or more glasses a day and I may need a Depends while I do my 30 Minute Walk.

Task 4, the last for now, may be the hardest task of all. I'm supposed to start "Eating Right". UGHHHHH! I like cheesecake and donuts too much to breeze through this one. I'm not sure I'm gonna make it through this, but I'm willing to give it my best shot for Princess. When I told Her I thought I might have trouble staying with this program, She giggled (what else?) and said...

"Would you like to ever cum again, honey?"

I guess I'll be eating right after all.

That inspired Her to give me an incentive for the nights that I might not feel like walking. She told me that for each night I do the 30 Minute Walk, I am allowed to cum one time after I get back home. Notice that She at least said "after I get back home"... She knows I'm no pervert like Lucky is, so She's not making me do it in a public restroom.

With that, She had to leave and She left me with another homework assignment. Believe it or not, the Stroke Princess of Denial told me that I could cum 3 times on Saturday, and then I was to start the "Heart Healthy Homework" on Monday. But before that, to kick the program off, I was instructed to go out on Saturday, which was the Anniversary of Her 29th Birthday, and celebrate with Her by getting myself a big yummy piece of cheesecake!

I know that this homework may not sound as exciting to you as some She's made me and others do in the past, but I mentioned it just to show you that Princess is concerned enough about a pet's health to exert Her control into other areas besides just sexual ones.

Princess, thank You for watching out for me, and guess what???

See y'all next time...

little bitchass

May 10, 2008... What More Can Be Said But...

Happy Anniversary of Your 29th Birthday, Princess! I hope You got lots and lots of yummy prezzies! Your bitchass wuvs You tons and wishes You all the happiness in the world on this day and everyday!

Guess what???

little bitchass

OK, It's My Lunch Break And I Have No Freaking Idea What To Write...

I'll just start typing, so let's see where this ends up.

I guess I could start with a little Tease Time Report. I've been slacking off on this for about the past month, and since a few others have stepped in to take up the slack, I'll keep this brief.

To begin with, the Stroke Princess is about to celebrate the anniversary of Her 29th birthday this Saturday, and last night's Tease Time became an early celebration. We won't mention anything more about the anniversary except to say that you should all send Princess a prezzie, and even if it's late, She will still luv you long time for it. And if ANYBODY should send Princess a prezzie, it should be Jbauling, who came THIS CLOSE to having an appendage cut off after repeatedly making age related jokes to try and get Princess' attention.

We had an ugly situation develop from the very beginning of Tease Time last night. I went in the room a bit early and found a solitary camper squatting there and going by the name of Captain Tightpants. Now, I was surprised to see the Captain there, that is IF indeed he was the real Tightpants. We talked for a bit until others came in, and I was beginning to suspect that this was a clever Tightpants impersonator. This one just did not sound like the Real McCoy to me, and I really became suspicious when one of his answers contained various usages of the word "shrimp".

Eventually, this imposter's sad house of cards came tumbling down, but only after he tried to foist himself off to Princess as "Her" Tightpants. This caused Princess to give Her famous "one eyebrow raised" look, which usually spells big trouble for somebody. It was a good thing that the imposter turned out to be none other than our own Shrimpington Q. Shrimp, otherwise he may never have cum again.

Pantysue was there, still in deep doodoo from her brazen kidnapping and forced incarceration of our wonderful Princess Grace. I'm still hurt that I was left in Princess' cage for an extra month because of pantysue's selfishness. But those 4 free calls to Princess, courtesy of Pantysue, and suggested by Billybear, would sure take a lot of the sting out of that. Oh, and I don't do short calls....

The highlight of the night was a masterful tease by Princess... a long overdue stroke n' cum session worked on everyone in the room with the exception of Tease Me For Cash, who had a call scheduled for later in the evening, and of course Pantysue. I can't tell you how good it felt to be out of the cage for this part. Rubbing plastic is not all that much fun... is it Pantysue? Thank You so much for letting me cum, Princess!

After we were all done smoking our post sex cigs, Princess said goodnight and left to torture and torment her scheduled callers. Princess, it's so good to have You back!

On a side note, since Princess returned, there has been a huge resurgence in blogging, coming mostly from Princess, Lucky, Billybear, and Pantysue. It's great to see all the writing and interaction happening again and I hope it keeps up! Miss Tara has been commenting and blogging regularly as well, and I am sorry that I have not been commenting very much in Hers, because Her blog is a quality one that definitely deserves comments. I could try and use the excuse that I've been busy, but bottom line is that I dropped the ball on this. Sorry Miss Tara. Ace and his kinky employer, Miss Sassa, continue to post in their own blogs, as well as commenting in ours.

As for me, I've been unlocked and out of the cage for a few weeks now and holy shit does it feel good! I know there are a lot of new people in the chatrooms that practically beg a Mistress to lock them up, but most have no idea what they're really asking for. Real, long term denial is only worth doing if you get satisfaction from giving over control of a very important part of yourself to your Mistress. If you are only doing it for a sexual thrill, that thrill won't last forever. A few days can probably be tolerated, but anything over about a week and you will see that it's not as much fun as you thought it was gonna be. Besides the constant discomfort and the huge pain in the ass it is to keep everything clean, you also will find yourself desperate to touch real skin before too long. If you are a short term enthusiast, that's OK, keep doing it, but there's a big difference between short term and long term. I can't begin to tell you how much respect I have now for people who can go beyond a few months in lockup without cheating.

Well, my lunch break is over, so I'd better get back to work.

Princess, have a wonderful day tomorrow!

See you all next time...

little bitchass

Oh! Princess! Guess what?

Here's A Little Bit Of News From My End...

Bitchass has been on vacation! I've had a wide open window of opportunity for calls for the past two weeks and wanted to get a couple of them in with the Stroke Princess, since it'd been a while since we'd talked. And if along the way She decided that I could get out of the cage, I wasn't gonna argue with Her.

The first call happened a week ago Friday, but once Princess found out I wanted to call Her again soon, my chance of getting out of the CB2000 evaporated like a spilled shot of moonshine. She told me that if we had a second call, She would think about maybe letting me out. We had a great time in that first session, but mostly it was all about personal stuff and generally getting caught up, so that's all I'll say about it.

I'd been wanting to get out really bad for the past month, but after talking to Ms Grace, hearing that sexy voice and ultimately being denied by Her, that cage became almost unbearable over the following week. I HAD to try and get another call in to Princess before my vacation was over or I was gonna start looking for ways to make a jailbreak. I'll confess that more than once, I thought about just cutting the lock and freeing myself, but I always ended up coming to the realization that I just couldn't disappoint Princess by doing that. And so the cage stayed on.

My last night of availability was on Tuesday, and that marked Day 66 since Princess had locked me up. I had just about given up hope that the call was gonna happen, when what do you know, an IM pops up from Princess asking me if I'm ready. Geesh... talk about a Mindfucktress! I was on that phone and dialing before She changed Her mind.

This second session was every bit as much fun as the first, maybe more. I can't remember another call with Princess where we both laughed as hard as we did on this one. We talked about a lot of different things, and finally the topic got onto Princess' two favorite celebrity lust objects (besides Her boytoy of course), Angelina Jolie and Bob Saget. Now, bitchass doesn't dream very often about Bob Saget, even if he DOES have a filthy mouth, but I will confess to having a few very naughty fantasies involving Angelina.

After making sure I had a good vision of Angelina in my head, Princess asked me how much I wanted to get out of the cage. Yes, you guessed it, I cracked and played the "I'll do anything" card. I could swear I heard Her writing something down in Her little notebook for future use, but at that moment, She seemed to be willing to let me slide for a while longer. on that, but She also told me,

""OK honey, cut the lock and take off the cage... all of it.. "

Oh gawwwwddd... did that ever feel good! If you've never worn a cage for a couple of months, I don't think you can really appreciate just how good it feels to slide that evil thing off!

Princess giggled and began to spin one of Her amazing fantasies around me like a spider wrapping up Her prey. Oh boy... subspace opened up and I dropped like a rock. I'm not gonna go into a lot of details here, but the fantasy involved me being tied up in one of my favorite bondage predicaments, and being flogged by Princess from the back, while Her special guest Dominatrix Angelina worked me over (so to speak) from the front. OMFG, picture those luscious lips!

Of course Princess would stop the fantasy every so often to ask me how much I might like to cum, and eventually I started babbling again about "doing anything" to be able to. She would give a few of Her trademark giggles and then go back to driving me out of my mind in the fantasy. She still didn't jump all over the "I'll do anything" statement, probaably because She doesn't have to. She knows I'll do anything whether it's to get out of the cage or not.

Eventually She got me so worked up that the only thing important in my world was to be able to cum. And here I think She must've taken some pity on me, because She didn't make my cry or even beg hard! She just said the magic words,

"Cum for me My pet!"

OMFG, I hope Ms Angelina was thirsty, because did she ever get a mouthful! After 66 days, bitchass finally had an orgasm, and what an orgasm it was... The damn thing seemed to last for hours. As She usually does, Princess always manages to get me making enough noise when I cum to wake the dead. I happened to look over at my pet bird when it was all over and he had a tiny little pair of earmuffs on. Eventually it dissipated, and I could hear Princess smiling on the other end of the line. She knows what She does to me!

We talked about a few more things, mainly that I was allowed to cum once the following day, and once again this coming Saturday, but after that, it's looking like I'm back on denial until the Stroke Princess decides otherwise.

The calls were fantastic, Princess... I can't begin to tell You how much I needed them. I hope we will be playing again really soon!

Your bitchass wuvs You!

Bye for now everybody!

little bitchass

I Wonder If Somebody Else Has Ever Heard Of "Monkeying"...



A few nights ago, I was having some trouble sleeping, and so I got out of bed and went and turned on the TV, hoping to find an old "Eight Is Enough" episode that would help me to get to sleep.

I was flipping through the channels with the remote, when I came across a program already in progress on one of those channels that runs those late night sexual advice shows. Or maybe it was the National Geographic Channel or one of those other channels that show the programs about rat worship and stuff. I'm not sure... gimme a break... it was late.

Anyway, I came in on the show after it was almost half over, so I missed a lot of it, but I'll tell you what I could gather from what I saw.

It seems there is a little known sexual cult that has it's origins over in Borneo, and it's beginning to get big over here in the states now. The cult practices something called "monkeying". There are some comedians who have picked up on this and have started referring to it as "monkeying around", which if you ask me is a damn funny name and lots better than the real one.

Back when this practice first got started, it was mostly seen only in the most remote jungle areas, where there are lots of trees, and of course, monkeys. The practitioners for the most part imitated monkeys, climbing in trees, and even going so far as to tie vines around their waists and they would hang from these "pseudo-tails" like monkeys do. Evidently they weren't allowed to walk on the ground, but had to swing from branch to branch during their nightly rituals, which also included bizarre acts of monkey sex with each other. When I first tuned in to the program, they were talking about some wierd things that they did with bananas, but I missed a lot of that, and so I don't know what kinda sick stuff they did with those.

Anyway, the cults have started to spring up all over urban areas here in North America, especially in Canada. And here is the really strange part. Since there are no real rainforests in these highly populated areas, the cults have started to lease lofts and other buildings with lots of room in them, and set up their own jungle habitats, using prefab trees and potted plants. These monkey people wear some kind of high tech leather harnesses which have attached tails with a hooked end, and they hang from the prefab trees by these.

Talking is also discouraged, and the cultists have created their own monkey language, which to me sounded mostly like a lot of screeching and howling, especially when they were doing the most perverted acts of monkey lust on each other that you've ever seen. I saw some who even shaved their asses and dyed them red like some baboons that I've seen.

The program finally ended, and when the infomercial about "that certain part of the male body" came on, I went back to bed. If anybody else saw this program or knows anything about these monkey folks, please clue me in on the parts I missed. I would love to hear what they did with those bananas.

See you next time,


little bitchass

I Just Wanted To Post A Little Something....

To address the question put forth in BillyBear's blog about why I haven't written in my blog lately....

My reasons are personal, and I'm not gonna share too much here. I also will not go back on a promise I made in the past, so all I'm gonna say is this... When I write in my blog, I pretty much write from the heart, except maybe for the silly comedy posts, and right now, my heart is pretty much busted and I'm just not able to push myself to write. I hope like hell this will change soon, because I have a few ideas in the pipeline, but for now, I'm sorry, but I just can't do it.

little bitchass

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