Thursday, August 26, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
No Perfume No Lipstick No Nails!
Ember, who has been running her successful Loser Dating Service, recently placed a profile on a Sugar Daddy website to troll for more losers for paid dating. She hasn't found any paid date material yet, but give Ember time to work her magic. She said it took a few weeks before she wore down some of the losers on the dating websites into realizing the only way they were going to score a date with a pretty girl, meaning Ember, was if they paid.
I also reminded her of my thrilling experiences on a Sugar Daddy website, when I was trolling for slaves. I got responses like: I will fuck the dominance out of you! Willing to pay for Greek vacations! ...etc etc ad nauseum... Rarely did I find someone who was worth my time and inclination. Ember is finding, since she's one of the new profiles, that everyone has been winging her emails, including the most popular email of all time: Hello. Yes, the one word Hello email. So creative. I told her just to fuck with the wimpy Hello emailers, to send them an email back saying: Hello.
But she did get an interesting email from a guy whose wife must be on his trail!
"You hot 20's sexy slender. No perfume no lipstick no nails.
Be available for afternoon quickies on my way home from work.
Your air conditioner should be working. No fans. Yes that
means you host."
I guess he must have sweated it out with someone who didn't have A/C which is hard to imagine in SoFlo. The wicked bitch in me says we should have him show up at my place where we then douse him in perfume and write on him with lipstick and take the money from his wallet and kick him in the balls. Something tells me he might like it. And beg for more. "Ruin me bitches, just ruin me! Yes, my wife thinks I fuck around on her. Yes, I'm pussywhipped. Turn off the air conditioning. Make me sweat!"
Ember, who has been running her successful Loser Dating Service, recently placed a profile on a Sugar Daddy website to troll for more losers for paid dating. She hasn't found any paid date material yet, but give Ember time to work her magic. She said it took a few weeks before she wore down some of the losers on the dating websites into realizing the only way they were going to score a date with a pretty girl, meaning Ember, was if they paid.
I also reminded her of my thrilling experiences on a Sugar Daddy website, when I was trolling for slaves. I got responses like: I will fuck the dominance out of you! Willing to pay for Greek vacations! ...etc etc ad nauseum... Rarely did I find someone who was worth my time and inclination. Ember is finding, since she's one of the new profiles, that everyone has been winging her emails, including the most popular email of all time: Hello. Yes, the one word Hello email. So creative. I told her just to fuck with the wimpy Hello emailers, to send them an email back saying: Hello.
But she did get an interesting email from a guy whose wife must be on his trail!
"You hot 20's sexy slender. No perfume no lipstick no nails.
Be available for afternoon quickies on my way home from work.
Your air conditioner should be working. No fans. Yes that
means you host."
I guess he must have sweated it out with someone who didn't have A/C which is hard to imagine in SoFlo. The wicked bitch in me says we should have him show up at my place where we then douse him in perfume and write on him with lipstick and take the money from his wallet and kick him in the balls. Something tells me he might like it. And beg for more. "Ruin me bitches, just ruin me! Yes, my wife thinks I fuck around on her. Yes, I'm pussywhipped. Turn off the air conditioning. Make me sweat!"
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Going Nuts
One of my friends convinced me to call a former masochist slave I had nicknamed nuts, who as you might guess from his slave name, liked to be kicked in the nuts. But he didn't like public humiliation, only private ballbusting sessions. One nite he was treating his ballbuster to an expensive dinner at a trendy restaurant...I was in a mischievous mood. I shoved my stiletto heel into his crotch. He over-reacted and told me not to do that again, and I over-reacted by telling him off, and never saw him again, despite his calls to beg me otherwise.
So I called him, he didn't answer, I hung up. I was hoping he wouldn't answer, because he's an obsessive type of guy who I knew would check who had called him. He called me back a few hours later. I answered. He knew it was me who had called him, greeting me by name. Perhaps he hadn't deleted me from his cell phone directory? I told him I had hit the wrong name in my directory and called him by accident. Yes, accidentally on purpose. So we ended up chatting and then he apologized for getting upset at me, that sometimes when he's in reality mode, it's hard for him to switch to fantasy mode. He also said it was a rough time for him then. He's a real estate developer and things were just starting to go sour. He invited me to a conciliatory dinner, which I accepted. And he said I could stick my high heel in his crotch if I want, but not too hard, because CBT makes him feel queasy.
One of my friends convinced me to call a former masochist slave I had nicknamed nuts, who as you might guess from his slave name, liked to be kicked in the nuts. But he didn't like public humiliation, only private ballbusting sessions. One nite he was treating his ballbuster to an expensive dinner at a trendy restaurant...I was in a mischievous mood. I shoved my stiletto heel into his crotch. He over-reacted and told me not to do that again, and I over-reacted by telling him off, and never saw him again, despite his calls to beg me otherwise.
So I called him, he didn't answer, I hung up. I was hoping he wouldn't answer, because he's an obsessive type of guy who I knew would check who had called him. He called me back a few hours later. I answered. He knew it was me who had called him, greeting me by name. Perhaps he hadn't deleted me from his cell phone directory? I told him I had hit the wrong name in my directory and called him by accident. Yes, accidentally on purpose. So we ended up chatting and then he apologized for getting upset at me, that sometimes when he's in reality mode, it's hard for him to switch to fantasy mode. He also said it was a rough time for him then. He's a real estate developer and things were just starting to go sour. He invited me to a conciliatory dinner, which I accepted. And he said I could stick my high heel in his crotch if I want, but not too hard, because CBT makes him feel queasy.
Saturday, July 03, 2010
Total Slave Update
Ash Slave
...is Nicki's money slave who also gets into kink, but because he's a loser boozer, he never seems to remember the sessions, um, maybe that's because after Nicki gets him tied up, and tickles him, and walks out of the room for a bit, he passes out. Nicki removes the silk ropes (but leaves them right there), empties his wallet and leaves. Ash Slave just keeps coming back for more. And since he's retired, he spends his days doing nothing much or shopping for 'stuff' for Nicki. God, why didn't I snag that fag at the Sag. (Sagamore Hotel)
Kidney Bean
...loves me he loves me not. I get a free dinner out of the bitch once a week or two. He still runs from my strap-on or any actuality of kinky play tho he loves to hear about what I do to fatfuck or what Nicole does to kweer and slave idiot. I told him if he doesn't get into playing with me, I'm just handing him over to Ember's Loser Dating Service. He said he only wants to date smart women, ouch! Don't let Ember read that. He did meet her and pronounced her to be an airhead, ok, well she's making more money than me with her Loser Dating Service, so for an airhead, she's figured out the secret formula to financially abusing losers.
All of Ember's Losers
Loser Lee being the biggest loser who she makes pay her $200 per date minimum and he has to see her once a week at least. Good! Losers must be kept in their place and losers must pay. If he wants her to kiss him at the end of a date, she charges $30 a second for a French kiss and she times it using an app on her phone, hehe. No kiss is under 10 seconds for the purposes of financial gain, but she says it's "gross" and he is a bad kisser. So she usually gets $500 a nite from dating him and special events or going to his 'rents are even more! The beotch!
Danny Boy
...still doesn't want his pic up on my blog, it's ok to write about him, but keep his face out of it! So he takes me out to dinner about as often as Kidney Bean. I have to admit Danny Boy and I look hotness together. But he is a total playa, playboy, whateva typa guy, warning: not for serious relationships. He also keeps dancing around doing something kinky with me, but then backs away from the strap-on or whatever else I suggest, and I won't sex him up because I have enough sex action from my sextoyboys. And I know he's got other pussy, so why does he want mine? Simple! Because he can't have it!!! Men always want what they can't have. Men can't handle rejection either! Well as long as he keeps giving me swag that I can give to family and friends for gifts and dinners, I'll deal with him. Maybe some nite, he''l feel weak enough to play, my way!
Mr. X
...occasionally pops into my life, out of the blue, I'll get a text from him. I can't reveal Mr. X's identity because everyone, every single last one of you, no matter where you are from, would know how he was, I would only have to sing a particular hit song of Mr. X's. The problem is Mr. X is older. In his mid 50's, overweight and he has girls my age and younger chasing after his ass, because of his money. Most of the chasers are ghetto coochies who snag him for a few months, because he's a lonely guy. They get some money out of him, they see they're going nowhere with him, he got snipped (vasectomy), so the ones who proclaim they are preggo he just laughs off. Mr. X likes to take me to dinner or events or just talk, because I think he doesn't have too many people he can have a meaningful convo with. I wish Mr. X would think of me more often, but he travels a lot and he runs several businesses now, one in the US, one outside the US, and yeah he and his band still perform live, they cherry pick dates and venues, so he's a busy dude.
Ash Slave
...is Nicki's money slave who also gets into kink, but because he's a loser boozer, he never seems to remember the sessions, um, maybe that's because after Nicki gets him tied up, and tickles him, and walks out of the room for a bit, he passes out. Nicki removes the silk ropes (but leaves them right there), empties his wallet and leaves. Ash Slave just keeps coming back for more. And since he's retired, he spends his days doing nothing much or shopping for 'stuff' for Nicki. God, why didn't I snag that fag at the Sag. (Sagamore Hotel)
Kidney Bean
...loves me he loves me not. I get a free dinner out of the bitch once a week or two. He still runs from my strap-on or any actuality of kinky play tho he loves to hear about what I do to fatfuck or what Nicole does to kweer and slave idiot. I told him if he doesn't get into playing with me, I'm just handing him over to Ember's Loser Dating Service. He said he only wants to date smart women, ouch! Don't let Ember read that. He did meet her and pronounced her to be an airhead, ok, well she's making more money than me with her Loser Dating Service, so for an airhead, she's figured out the secret formula to financially abusing losers.
All of Ember's Losers
Loser Lee being the biggest loser who she makes pay her $200 per date minimum and he has to see her once a week at least. Good! Losers must be kept in their place and losers must pay. If he wants her to kiss him at the end of a date, she charges $30 a second for a French kiss and she times it using an app on her phone, hehe. No kiss is under 10 seconds for the purposes of financial gain, but she says it's "gross" and he is a bad kisser. So she usually gets $500 a nite from dating him and special events or going to his 'rents are even more! The beotch!
Danny Boy
...still doesn't want his pic up on my blog, it's ok to write about him, but keep his face out of it! So he takes me out to dinner about as often as Kidney Bean. I have to admit Danny Boy and I look hotness together. But he is a total playa, playboy, whateva typa guy, warning: not for serious relationships. He also keeps dancing around doing something kinky with me, but then backs away from the strap-on or whatever else I suggest, and I won't sex him up because I have enough sex action from my sextoyboys. And I know he's got other pussy, so why does he want mine? Simple! Because he can't have it!!! Men always want what they can't have. Men can't handle rejection either! Well as long as he keeps giving me swag that I can give to family and friends for gifts and dinners, I'll deal with him. Maybe some nite, he''l feel weak enough to play, my way!
Mr. X
...occasionally pops into my life, out of the blue, I'll get a text from him. I can't reveal Mr. X's identity because everyone, every single last one of you, no matter where you are from, would know how he was, I would only have to sing a particular hit song of Mr. X's. The problem is Mr. X is older. In his mid 50's, overweight and he has girls my age and younger chasing after his ass, because of his money. Most of the chasers are ghetto coochies who snag him for a few months, because he's a lonely guy. They get some money out of him, they see they're going nowhere with him, he got snipped (vasectomy), so the ones who proclaim they are preggo he just laughs off. Mr. X likes to take me to dinner or events or just talk, because I think he doesn't have too many people he can have a meaningful convo with. I wish Mr. X would think of me more often, but he travels a lot and he runs several businesses now, one in the US, one outside the US, and yeah he and his band still perform live, they cherry pick dates and venues, so he's a busy dude.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
A Message from Nicole to Everyone who reads my Blog!
Tell the bitches that slave idiot got me a new iphone and it rocks. He also bought me a new bikini and paid for a mani and pedi and had to blow on my toes to dry the polish all the chickas in the place were laughing so hard. Sorry you couldn't play with us due to your fucking work schedule. Yeah I made him do sock pussy then pay me. Oh and I made him pay more because the fucking idiot got a new tattoo do you believe it? Another tribal tattoo on his other bicept (sic) who does he think he is a real man? I need to take him to a tattoo place next time and I'll pick out a tattoo for him hehehe.
Tell the bitches that slave idiot got me a new iphone and it rocks. He also bought me a new bikini and paid for a mani and pedi and had to blow on my toes to dry the polish all the chickas in the place were laughing so hard. Sorry you couldn't play with us due to your fucking work schedule. Yeah I made him do sock pussy then pay me. Oh and I made him pay more because the fucking idiot got a new tattoo do you believe it? Another tribal tattoo on his other bicept (sic) who does he think he is a real man? I need to take him to a tattoo place next time and I'll pick out a tattoo for him hehehe.
The Ruination of the Gutter Slut Continues!
Ms Sara
I'm sorry I haven't been blogging as much for you. I was also going to sign up for Twitter as you ordered me and I haven't done that either. I know I'm lame and you need to punish me, send me a tribute Pay-to-View and I'll pay it I swear.
The air conditioner hasn't been working in my motel room and the Indian who runs the joint keeps telling me it's fine, it's fine, cold air is coming out. I bought a fan at Walmart, but it's insanely hot and humid here so the fan doesn't do much except move around hot air. So the heat, the junk food and the Colt 45 have been making me lazy and lethargic.
I haven't sucked enough cocks in the past few weeks, not anywhere near my quota. I've been on the stroll late at nite when it isn't so hot, but only a few guys are out looking for action and the bookstore has been slower too. I've been hitting it right after work, meaning when guys get off of work and make a quick stop at the bookstore for a bj or jack-off before heading home. I seem to catch cocks for blow jobs then.
Do you think I need to start putting more ads on Craigs and Backpage? I have been ruining myself more so you'd be proud of me for eating crap and drinking lots of malt liquor and not knowing what day it is, what month it is, none of that matters any more does it?
Ms Sara
I'm sorry I haven't been blogging as much for you. I was also going to sign up for Twitter as you ordered me and I haven't done that either. I know I'm lame and you need to punish me, send me a tribute Pay-to-View and I'll pay it I swear.
The air conditioner hasn't been working in my motel room and the Indian who runs the joint keeps telling me it's fine, it's fine, cold air is coming out. I bought a fan at Walmart, but it's insanely hot and humid here so the fan doesn't do much except move around hot air. So the heat, the junk food and the Colt 45 have been making me lazy and lethargic.
I haven't sucked enough cocks in the past few weeks, not anywhere near my quota. I've been on the stroll late at nite when it isn't so hot, but only a few guys are out looking for action and the bookstore has been slower too. I've been hitting it right after work, meaning when guys get off of work and make a quick stop at the bookstore for a bj or jack-off before heading home. I seem to catch cocks for blow jobs then.
Do you think I need to start putting more ads on Craigs and Backpage? I have been ruining myself more so you'd be proud of me for eating crap and drinking lots of malt liquor and not knowing what day it is, what month it is, none of that matters any more does it?
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Cocksucking Update from the Gutter Slut!
Ms Sara
I expect it to be a busy weekend sucking cock my Goddess and Pimptress. Jem and Nia and a few other girls went up to Myrtle Beach to work up there this weekend, they said it would be much busier than hanging here. It's oppressively hot, but I'm wearing skimpier stuff and waiting till sundown to stroll. But I think I need to buy a spritzer bottle and a fan! I can't wait to get into cars to suck cock, the air conditioning! But the gloryhole and theater don't have such great a/c, or they're trying to save money by not keeping it on high.
Earlier in the week, Jem used me in a reverse forced bi session! She made me suck off a guy's cock while she walked around in her heels and spanked me. The guy came so quick. She made me snowball his tiny load back to him. I didn't get any money for the session, but I added another cock to my tally. She told me her john can't get off unless a sissy, tranny or dude is sucking him and she's watching. She was glad I was around, because otherwise her standby is a black tranny who isn't that reliable about hooking up to do a quickie session.
I sucked off the nite clerk at the gloryhole too. He makes me buy $50 of condoms a week, well that's what he says the $50 is for, then he only gives me one condom. On Tuesday nite, it was really slow, he motioned me over and said he needed to speak with me 'private'. He led me to a cramped cubby hole office. I thought maybe he was going to ask for a bigger cut of my cocksucking fees. But he was just horny, like most men. He told me I had to be the biggest sissy cocksucker ever and that he wanted to see what I was about and then unzipped his jeans. I got down on my knees and really worked his cock, and he blew his nut in about 5 minutes. He said yeah you're a fucking hoover aren't you. Now get back there and suck some more cocks. Ever since then he's been calling me Hoover. Hi Hoover. Busy nite Hoover? Oh well it could be worse, he could have nicknamed me Oreck!
Ms Sara
I expect it to be a busy weekend sucking cock my Goddess and Pimptress. Jem and Nia and a few other girls went up to Myrtle Beach to work up there this weekend, they said it would be much busier than hanging here. It's oppressively hot, but I'm wearing skimpier stuff and waiting till sundown to stroll. But I think I need to buy a spritzer bottle and a fan! I can't wait to get into cars to suck cock, the air conditioning! But the gloryhole and theater don't have such great a/c, or they're trying to save money by not keeping it on high.
Earlier in the week, Jem used me in a reverse forced bi session! She made me suck off a guy's cock while she walked around in her heels and spanked me. The guy came so quick. She made me snowball his tiny load back to him. I didn't get any money for the session, but I added another cock to my tally. She told me her john can't get off unless a sissy, tranny or dude is sucking him and she's watching. She was glad I was around, because otherwise her standby is a black tranny who isn't that reliable about hooking up to do a quickie session.
I sucked off the nite clerk at the gloryhole too. He makes me buy $50 of condoms a week, well that's what he says the $50 is for, then he only gives me one condom. On Tuesday nite, it was really slow, he motioned me over and said he needed to speak with me 'private'. He led me to a cramped cubby hole office. I thought maybe he was going to ask for a bigger cut of my cocksucking fees. But he was just horny, like most men. He told me I had to be the biggest sissy cocksucker ever and that he wanted to see what I was about and then unzipped his jeans. I got down on my knees and really worked his cock, and he blew his nut in about 5 minutes. He said yeah you're a fucking hoover aren't you. Now get back there and suck some more cocks. Ever since then he's been calling me Hoover. Hi Hoover. Busy nite Hoover? Oh well it could be worse, he could have nicknamed me Oreck!
Lesbian at the Sperm Bank?
Yes, it's true, Nicki's slave Susan used to work at a sperm bank. She told me that lesbians were frequent patrons, buying baby batter. Her job at the sperm bank went away due to the economy, the demand for sperm was down, mom-to-be's were postponing their visits from the stork. So Susan went back to pulling hospital shifts.
She also said that the sperm bank had a porn budget! To buy magazines and porn DVD's, visual aids to help the donors. But the porn budget got cut back and then the guys started complaining that they were seeing the same mags and videos and needed new porn! Is that the way it is for men, can't jerk to the same girl? the same scene? Jackers, please advise me, I need to know, it's for research and to tell Susan why, since she was puzzled. To her, they should have been able to wack it to the same old, same old!
Yes, it's true, Nicki's slave Susan used to work at a sperm bank. She told me that lesbians were frequent patrons, buying baby batter. Her job at the sperm bank went away due to the economy, the demand for sperm was down, mom-to-be's were postponing their visits from the stork. So Susan went back to pulling hospital shifts.
She also said that the sperm bank had a porn budget! To buy magazines and porn DVD's, visual aids to help the donors. But the porn budget got cut back and then the guys started complaining that they were seeing the same mags and videos and needed new porn! Is that the way it is for men, can't jerk to the same girl? the same scene? Jackers, please advise me, I need to know, it's for research and to tell Susan why, since she was puzzled. To her, they should have been able to wack it to the same old, same old!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Gutter Slut Update
Ms Sara
I'm sorry I haven't written you. We had bad thunderstorms down here a few weeks ago and my laptop got fried from a power surge. I just got a new one. I also bought a power strip, so it won't happen again. But you'll be happy to know that I've kept up on your weekly quota and sucked even more cocks. The one problem with this new motel is that it's further from the bad part of town where I can hook on the street or suck cocks at the glory hole.
I have to drive and park my car and do the stroll or lean against my car and wait for traffic to bring me some horny johns. One nite, the cops pulled up and told me to move along, that the owner of the car wouldn't want me to polish it with my ass. Little did they know I was the owner. I didn't want to get hassled so I just said, yes officers and walked away.
Bryn has given up on saving my soul. I haven't seen her in weeks. I replaced all my sissy stuff shopping at a few thrift stores.
I have been drinking Colt 45's like they were 7-Up. And I found if I drink the 5 Hour Energy mini-bottles I got a surge of energy to suck dicks. They kind of cancel the beat feeling I get from the booze. It also makes me lose my appetite for food. I don't want to gain too much weight and not have a cute sissy slut's body.
I have a kinky story that I will write up in the next few days. I have to go out and suck dicks now.
Ms Sara
I'm sorry I haven't written you. We had bad thunderstorms down here a few weeks ago and my laptop got fried from a power surge. I just got a new one. I also bought a power strip, so it won't happen again. But you'll be happy to know that I've kept up on your weekly quota and sucked even more cocks. The one problem with this new motel is that it's further from the bad part of town where I can hook on the street or suck cocks at the glory hole.
I have to drive and park my car and do the stroll or lean against my car and wait for traffic to bring me some horny johns. One nite, the cops pulled up and told me to move along, that the owner of the car wouldn't want me to polish it with my ass. Little did they know I was the owner. I didn't want to get hassled so I just said, yes officers and walked away.
Bryn has given up on saving my soul. I haven't seen her in weeks. I replaced all my sissy stuff shopping at a few thrift stores.
I have been drinking Colt 45's like they were 7-Up. And I found if I drink the 5 Hour Energy mini-bottles I got a surge of energy to suck dicks. They kind of cancel the beat feeling I get from the booze. It also makes me lose my appetite for food. I don't want to gain too much weight and not have a cute sissy slut's body.
I have a kinky story that I will write up in the next few days. I have to go out and suck dicks now.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Nicole's Slave KWEER
Poley Coley has been sending kweer to the gloryhole-y to service cocks, but his latest kink was that he wanted her to watch. While Coley swings around a pussy-slimed poley, she didn't want to get crotch cooties or venture beneath her station to the adult sexstore to witness kweer's suction power. So she asked if she could borrow my stunt cock Adam. I agreed, but reminded her that when I needed to do a photo shoot with a slave, and toad and fatfuck chickened out on me, she wouldn't let me borrow her (former) slave josephine. So, for borrowing Adam, she would owe me...something! Coley could not dispute this, so she agreed to get me 'something' next time we go shopping.
So now Adam is making some more spendy stuff, as he is the stunt cock for both fatfuck and kweer. And Adam still claims to be bi! Weak! The only thing keeping him from gay is his pink-haired beard girlfriend leeching off him for a place to live among other perks. They don't have sex, tho she will occasionally demonstrate her suction power on his big kosher meat. Nevertheless, Adam seeks no gay action on his own, he dreams of meeting an old rich queen, a la Elton John, who will whisk him away to his castle and bestow him with credit cards, a new car, etc. I have that same fantasy, except I dream of a cuckold....
Poley Coley has been sending kweer to the gloryhole-y to service cocks, but his latest kink was that he wanted her to watch. While Coley swings around a pussy-slimed poley, she didn't want to get crotch cooties or venture beneath her station to the adult sexstore to witness kweer's suction power. So she asked if she could borrow my stunt cock Adam. I agreed, but reminded her that when I needed to do a photo shoot with a slave, and toad and fatfuck chickened out on me, she wouldn't let me borrow her (former) slave josephine. So, for borrowing Adam, she would owe me...something! Coley could not dispute this, so she agreed to get me 'something' next time we go shopping.
So now Adam is making some more spendy stuff, as he is the stunt cock for both fatfuck and kweer. And Adam still claims to be bi! Weak! The only thing keeping him from gay is his pink-haired beard girlfriend leeching off him for a place to live among other perks. They don't have sex, tho she will occasionally demonstrate her suction power on his big kosher meat. Nevertheless, Adam seeks no gay action on his own, he dreams of meeting an old rich queen, a la Elton John, who will whisk him away to his castle and bestow him with credit cards, a new car, etc. I have that same fantasy, except I dream of a cuckold....
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Casino!
Ash Slave and Nicki at the Seminole Hard Rock on Ash Slave's dime. Many dimes. Nicki wants to turn dimes into dollars. Awaiting her text message to see how she did at blackjack. If Ash Slave wins anything, it's hers as well.
Nicki's been doing forced intox with Ash Slave, not that it's difficult with a drunk. It makes it easier for her to extract more money for her sessions, as he usually passes out into zzzzzz.
I met Ash Slave, he's so into Nicki, it's nauseating. He literally worships the ground she walks on. I need a slave like that!
Update: Nicki cleared $200, Ash Slave nada
Ash Slave and Nicki at the Seminole Hard Rock on Ash Slave's dime. Many dimes. Nicki wants to turn dimes into dollars. Awaiting her text message to see how she did at blackjack. If Ash Slave wins anything, it's hers as well.
Nicki's been doing forced intox with Ash Slave, not that it's difficult with a drunk. It makes it easier for her to extract more money for her sessions, as he usually passes out into zzzzzz.
I met Ash Slave, he's so into Nicki, it's nauseating. He literally worships the ground she walks on. I need a slave like that!
Update: Nicki cleared $200, Ash Slave nada
Gutter Slut Gets Shaken Down!
Ms Sara
While we were eating gourmet fare at Carls Junior, Jem confessed she wanted to turn me into a high end TV/TS hooker, who can work off Eros instead of plying the trade at the ABS and on the stroll. I told her that you, Ms Sara, were my ruiness and that we were re-enacting Leaving Las Vegas, that I was really on my way down down down and shouldn't be upgrading my lifestyle. Jem was curious about this concept. She said she saw quite a few johns who she could tell were on their way down, usually because of booze or other substances, but none of them had a Mistress overseeing their doom. She hadn't seen the movie Leaving Las Vegas, so I said we should rent it and watch it, but neither of us have a DVD player.
I did meet my double cocksucking quota last week, my jaw was sore and I was soooo cum drunk. This week was a little slower, but I'm sure the weekend will be rockin'. I'm still in chastity and milking myself with a buttplug.
Bryn hasn't called this week, maybe she's given up on saving my soul. I didn't go shopping yet for my replacement wardrobe, I've just been wearing the same stuff and hand-washing everything. It kind of makes me feel femmy to do that.
The big news this week was about a dozen hispanics moved into 3 rooms at the motel, and had been making a huge ruckus, getting drunk every nite. A few got into a fight with each other and it involved knives, and it got bloody, so the cops came. So then they all got kicked out and then vice came by the next day and reviewed the guest book and checked all the rooms. They knocked on my door in the morning, I was sleeping naked because Bryn took all my stuff. So I threw on a pair of daisy dukes and a skimpy t-shirt to answer the door, but I didn't look girlie enough that they could really bust me. This saved my ass. The cops came in, questioned me, asked for i.d., and also asked which character on Gilligan's Island was I, Gilligan? Ginger? (Remember I had signed in as Gilligan S. Island.) They didn't throw me out, but told me they'd be keeping their eye on me. Jem wasn't around, luckily she was at the other motel. Jem said we needed to park ourselves at another motel, there would be too much heat on us at the current digs and that it sucked because her johns knew her room and so did a few of mine.
Jem asked around (meaning other working girls) and found a motel that had been closed for a while, was now under new ownership, cleaned up and cheap. And technically in a nicer spot, about a quarter mile away. Jem said the rates would be low to open the joint, then they'd go up. We put all our shit in my car and moved there. It doesn't look like a good spot for streetwalking, so I might have to stroll my old route.
Ms Sara
While we were eating gourmet fare at Carls Junior, Jem confessed she wanted to turn me into a high end TV/TS hooker, who can work off Eros instead of plying the trade at the ABS and on the stroll. I told her that you, Ms Sara, were my ruiness and that we were re-enacting Leaving Las Vegas, that I was really on my way down down down and shouldn't be upgrading my lifestyle. Jem was curious about this concept. She said she saw quite a few johns who she could tell were on their way down, usually because of booze or other substances, but none of them had a Mistress overseeing their doom. She hadn't seen the movie Leaving Las Vegas, so I said we should rent it and watch it, but neither of us have a DVD player.
I did meet my double cocksucking quota last week, my jaw was sore and I was soooo cum drunk. This week was a little slower, but I'm sure the weekend will be rockin'. I'm still in chastity and milking myself with a buttplug.
Bryn hasn't called this week, maybe she's given up on saving my soul. I didn't go shopping yet for my replacement wardrobe, I've just been wearing the same stuff and hand-washing everything. It kind of makes me feel femmy to do that.
The big news this week was about a dozen hispanics moved into 3 rooms at the motel, and had been making a huge ruckus, getting drunk every nite. A few got into a fight with each other and it involved knives, and it got bloody, so the cops came. So then they all got kicked out and then vice came by the next day and reviewed the guest book and checked all the rooms. They knocked on my door in the morning, I was sleeping naked because Bryn took all my stuff. So I threw on a pair of daisy dukes and a skimpy t-shirt to answer the door, but I didn't look girlie enough that they could really bust me. This saved my ass. The cops came in, questioned me, asked for i.d., and also asked which character on Gilligan's Island was I, Gilligan? Ginger? (Remember I had signed in as Gilligan S. Island.) They didn't throw me out, but told me they'd be keeping their eye on me. Jem wasn't around, luckily she was at the other motel. Jem said we needed to park ourselves at another motel, there would be too much heat on us at the current digs and that it sucked because her johns knew her room and so did a few of mine.
Jem asked around (meaning other working girls) and found a motel that had been closed for a while, was now under new ownership, cleaned up and cheap. And technically in a nicer spot, about a quarter mile away. Jem said the rates would be low to open the joint, then they'd go up. We put all our shit in my car and moved there. It doesn't look like a good spot for streetwalking, so I might have to stroll my old route.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Gutter Slut in Chastity!
Ms Sara
I think I'm getting too fat from all the greasy fast food I'm being forced to eat and booze I have to guzzle down. Too fat to be a good sissy ho! Ms Sara, can I have permission to eat healthier food, like the salads at the fast food places?
CBT3000 has been on for this past week as punishment for slacking on sucking cock. Now I'm such a horny sissy! Jem has the key I swear.
I sucked 13 cocks Monday thru Thursday, the weekend should be busier, I know I have to suck double my minimum.
Bryn did not return my sissy stuff, but I think I might be another size up now, everything is fitting me real tight. Bryn wanted to take me to dinner at a nice place on Wednesday nite and then go to Bible study class! I suspect "Bible study" was really supposed to be an intervention with people from her church. Anyway, I wanted to go to dinner, I was hungry for some real food, I figured I'd just sneak out of the restaurant and get a cab so I would miss the "Bible study". When Bryn showed up to get me, I had on one of my sissy outfits. She said "we have to get you into some regular clothes". I said "these are my regular clothes". She said "I mean men's clothes". I said "I don't have any men's clothes". Then Jem showed up "oh it's you again". I said "Bryn's taking me to dinner, maybe if you're nice, you can go too". Jem said "I'm not a charity case". Bryn asked Jem if she knew where she could get some men's clothes for me to wear to dinner. Jem said "well if I get a john, and he's the right size, we can steal his clothes!" I added "Bryn wants to take me to Bible study after dinner, but I'm thinking I need to get to work, I have to suck double the cocks this week". Bryn looked mildly shocked. Jem said "good cuz your ass is beyond saving, com'n let's go get some waffles and chicken, I'll treat you to dinner. Just had a john had to pay more to fuck my ass". That was enough for Bryn who left in a huff. Jem said "Seriously what the fuck is wrong with that woman. Maybe she needs to get fucked in the ass, loosen her up a bit".
So I ate a boatload of waffles and syrup and fried chicken and took home one of those styrofoam containers of leftovers which I ate later after I sucked 3 cocks. Bryn left a message on my cell phone that she wanted to take me out to dinner tonite (Friday) and that she had made arrangements to get some men's clothes (probably from someone at the church). But I didn't return her call.
Ms Sara
I think I'm getting too fat from all the greasy fast food I'm being forced to eat and booze I have to guzzle down. Too fat to be a good sissy ho! Ms Sara, can I have permission to eat healthier food, like the salads at the fast food places?
CBT3000 has been on for this past week as punishment for slacking on sucking cock. Now I'm such a horny sissy! Jem has the key I swear.
I sucked 13 cocks Monday thru Thursday, the weekend should be busier, I know I have to suck double my minimum.
Bryn did not return my sissy stuff, but I think I might be another size up now, everything is fitting me real tight. Bryn wanted to take me to dinner at a nice place on Wednesday nite and then go to Bible study class! I suspect "Bible study" was really supposed to be an intervention with people from her church. Anyway, I wanted to go to dinner, I was hungry for some real food, I figured I'd just sneak out of the restaurant and get a cab so I would miss the "Bible study". When Bryn showed up to get me, I had on one of my sissy outfits. She said "we have to get you into some regular clothes". I said "these are my regular clothes". She said "I mean men's clothes". I said "I don't have any men's clothes". Then Jem showed up "oh it's you again". I said "Bryn's taking me to dinner, maybe if you're nice, you can go too". Jem said "I'm not a charity case". Bryn asked Jem if she knew where she could get some men's clothes for me to wear to dinner. Jem said "well if I get a john, and he's the right size, we can steal his clothes!" I added "Bryn wants to take me to Bible study after dinner, but I'm thinking I need to get to work, I have to suck double the cocks this week". Bryn looked mildly shocked. Jem said "good cuz your ass is beyond saving, com'n let's go get some waffles and chicken, I'll treat you to dinner. Just had a john had to pay more to fuck my ass". That was enough for Bryn who left in a huff. Jem said "Seriously what the fuck is wrong with that woman. Maybe she needs to get fucked in the ass, loosen her up a bit".
So I ate a boatload of waffles and syrup and fried chicken and took home one of those styrofoam containers of leftovers which I ate later after I sucked 3 cocks. Bryn left a message on my cell phone that she wanted to take me out to dinner tonite (Friday) and that she had made arrangements to get some men's clothes (probably from someone at the church). But I didn't return her call.
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