Dec 222011
 
Heartland Kink

This is a story of how to get involved in your local BDSM / kink community, as well as a little smut about my life. The short version: my husband got to consensually smack an adorable masochistic college student in her early 20s, and I got to grab her boobs, and it was awesome. The rest of this blog post is the long version. When we moved here in October, we knew the fastest way to find open-minded friends would probably be to involve ourselves with the kink / BDSM community. FetLife seemed a good place to start: a high concentration of people who won’t disapprove of my phone sex career, and FetLife is excellent at discovering community events. We went to a “munch” first, [read more...]

Mar 282011
 
Subby With Hubby

Warning: Those of you who like to pretend that I am never with another man should skip this post. I have a new picture set up for sale, called “Subby With Hubby”, which is way too cutesy, but once I thought of it, I couldn’t let it go. During my 40th birthday celebration photo shoot, I needed some assistance with the portions of the evening where I was being submissive, and my husband was kind enough to offer a helping hand. He helped position me when I was clamped in yellow: He helped bind me when I was hog-tied in purple: He helped put a big ol’ handprint on both sides of my ass (most of the picture set is him spanking me HARD, twice, [read more...]

Jan 082011
 
Submission In Yellow

With all the talk lately on this blog about me dominating and controlling and wiping minds, it might be easy to forget that I absolutely love being a submissive pain-slut now and then. I love the endorphins. I love the challenge of “Can I take one… more… minute…?” And I love the way my brain stops thinking, and all I can do is feel. Delicious. During my 40th birthday photo shoot, I planned submissive and dominant photos for each outfit. For my sweet pastel yellow lingerie submissive portion, I chose a pastel purple blindfold, pink panties as a gag, a cute rhinestone collar, bright neon chip clips for my nipples and labia (yyyyeouch), and a tiny bubble-gum pink vibrator with a clit stimulator. The concept [read more...]

Dec 112010
 

I wrote about how carefully I negotiate BDSM / domination scenes here in this blog post, right? Safe and consensual, it’s what I’m all about, right? Then today I get a call on my Fem Dommes listing, and … ummmm… went to town on the guy. He said he wanted to serve me and sounded all desperate already, which I’ve heard dozens of times before, but somehow, his particular flavor of longing unleashed me to not give a flying fuck what his preferences or boundaries were. Next thing I knew, with no negotiation whatsoever, I was seated on a chair, he was kneeling naked between my thighs, my heels were digging into his legs, and I had hold of a rope that led to his [read more...]

Nov 282010
 

Today’s post brought to you by… I’m on the front page of Fetish -> Fem Dommes! And pleasantly shocked by that! Three months ago, I wrote a blog post about being an on-phone Mistress. A commenter wrote, “I can’t help but wonder if this Mistress Galiana isn’t closer to who you are becoming?” I replied: “I have about 4 more blog posts started to explore that very question, but the very short summary is: I’ve always been a social and professional switch (can bottom or top as needed), but never figured out how to translate it to the bedroom before now. I’m looking forward to continuing to explore it. I know I’ll never be just a Mistress. I know I’ll always be a switch. I [read more...]

Oct 162010
 

Who is really in control when one person is dominating and another is submitting? Who really has the power there? It’s trixie, isn’t it? Especially in the world of phone sex. When someone calls my submissive line and asks me to dominate them, I’ve come to understand that what they want is a non-scripted topping. They want me to control them, but they want something specific that is springing from their imagination, instead of from the fantasy that someone else has constructed. If I were a strict, traditional, ritual-based or humiliation-based Domme, I’d tell them to flog themselves for the impertinence of suggesting that they know better than I, and continue on My training program for them with no regard for their desires at all. [read more...]

Sep 072010
 

I’ll be off line Tuesday (Sept 7). It’s not because I’ll be going back to work like most of America, because I did not take the weekend off. In fact, my weekend work was lovely – thanks to some of you calling! I’m going to the dentist, which means the whole day off for me, because I have big fat dental phobia. So when I go to the dentist for anything more than a routine cleaning, I have to give myself knock-out drugs. Like a Rufi, but prescribed, where I can’t remember anything afterwards. Seems like I’m over-reacting, doesn’t it? But I’ve heard enough things like: “There’s no way you should be able to feel that with as much Novocaine as you have” or “There shouldn’t [read more...]