Work vs Play

Many of my devotees have asked for a blog update on what kinky activities my girlfriends and I have been up to. Well, there wasn't enough kinkiness around XXXmas. I could make up something spectacular just for the sake of my blog, but that would be too much effort. The truth is, I was busy with family holiday activities and spending time with friends. And my slave Scuba Do was also busy over the holidays visiting family in the D.R. and in the U.S. Before he left, he bestowed me with a small stack of Gift Cards for Christmas. He felt he should give me gifts for Christmas instead of cash which he associates with playtime. So, now I have Whole Foods, iTunes, Sephora, Williams Sonoma, Starbucks and other gift cards to have fun with. It was a nice haul. A few weeks ago, I met up with Fatfuck before Hanukkah for a quick lunch. Après lunch, we went to the Coach store where he bought a bag for the Mrs and bought me a new wallet. This visit to the Coach store has been a tradition for a few years. Fatfuck has the worst taste in bags. Without me, he'd make a disastrous purchase and risk his wife's disdain. As far as payment for my personal shopping services, I told him that he needed to put something in the new wallet and he slipped a few large bills in the billfold for me.

Nicole received some nice gifties from her slaveboys. One gift was that her condo got painted by the painting company owned by her slave Van Go Go. Her. Entire. Two Bedroom. Condo. Painted free. Worth thousands. She also got some nice gifties from slave Idiot and from a new slave she snared a few months ago called Sissy BitchTits. I will have to write about this sissy in another blog post.

Back to me. There is some very good news about slave Nuts. I texted him Happy New Year before heading out for too much cheap champagne and dance floor revelry. Perhaps the timing was just right. He texted me back Happy New Year, but also added that we should get together soon. I hope this means that he got rid of his suspicious and snoopy girlfriend or that he needs to pursue his kinks regardless of how suspicious his gf might be about his pursuits outside their relationship. I texted him back that I might have some time this weekend if he wanted to get together. Waiting to hear back on that. Hopefully, he is craving an over the top ballkicking and strap on gobbling session.

Last week a Niteflirt slave told me that he has been seeing a few prodommes in his area for about $200 an hour for BDSM and wonders how I'm able to get more out of my slaves. I asked him how much he would pay a hot girl for a private session, instead of paying a dominatrix in a dungeon. He had to pause and think about that. What I have found in my time of slave trading is that men are willing to pay more to be indulged by a kinky, dominant girl versus a commercial prodomme. Realistically, however, Scuba pays about $200 per play session, sometimes more, but never less, so the parity is not off for about an hour or so of playtime where I meet him. He is not an overly demanding or needy slave even though there is additional time I spend texting him between sessions. To me it's fun to fuck with him in text messages. Most prodommes don't allow for personal contact. My spendiest former slave, Fatfuck, I no longer see as a session slave. His health is too precarious. But Fatfuck is wealthy, so for him, to drop $500 or $700 plus a tip for a few hours in a hotel room to have his fetishes indulged was never a big deal. He was a lot of fun to play with and it never felt like work even though I ultimately left the hotel room with a nice amount of cash. The major difference is a prodomme works. I play. I also pointed this out to my Niteflirt slave. And told him that men like when they feel that being dominated isn't work, but play, and are willing to pay for the conceptual difference. By the end of the call, he capitulated.