Yes, the Mistress has moved!
Sure I’m keeping a smaller place in Los Angeles for my visits (’cause LA will always be my home), but I decided to move to Las Vegas to expand (I guess one can say my empire), and to start my production company which I plan to launch at the end of the year. So I have been MIA preparing for my move, when upon doing so, I get sick. WHAT A LOAD OF SHIT… like moving wasn’t a pain in the butt already. Now I’m sick and moving too… give me a break.
I guess I’ve deflowered one too many bitches and karma is a real bitch! Yet in the mist of chaos, feeling dirty and not so sexy due to moving, I showed up, had my assistant whip out the camera, and did an impromptu photo shoot.
They say great things comes in small packages. I say, “Yeah right”! I say bigger is better, and bigger and badder is where I wanna be! You bitches need to bend over and hold onto your ankles, or get the ‘f’ out of my way ’cause this Black Muscled Domina is a one woman wrecking crew…
Here’s another snap shot taken from the beginning of the year. This one I call “Sultry Mistress”.
Many think a Mistress is all bitch, and though that is true this Mistress loves being a sexy sultry bitch. Why not tease you with my lips, flaunt my muscles in your face, and tickle you fancy with my manicured feet? Because there’s one problem… you don’t deserve it!
So sit back and beg bitches, ’cause its never gonna happen… or can it?!
Happy NEW YEAR to all you pathetic losers (yeah, even you).
Well I’m back and about to crack my whip and and them some. Had a great photo shoot today to start off the new year. What’s your New Years resolution? Oh wait, I really don’t care. Mine is simply to be the Black Domme Diva that I am, and make you sissy little wimps grovel and lets not forget you horny f’ing bastards with sad little… well you know. OH BOY, let the toasts begin…
Well Christmas is over and Ol’ Saint Nick can take his fat ass back to the North Pole… and if you ask me I have a pole I’d like to give Santa to chew on, but I’ll save that for another time! As for me, who says being naughty doesn’t mean you don’t get what you want? Guess they didn’t have me in mind.
So now the New Year is approaching and I for one love the New Year. It symbolizes so many things. So tell me what does the new year symbolize to you (and please spare me the sob stories).
Now let’s put our two best feet forward, and walk right into – or you can crawl into – the New Year with me at the helm…
Tis the time of year when it is better to give than receive. Well I for one have given the gift that keeps on giving… ME!
I’ve given you little maggots a handful which you can’t handle, a verbal tongue lashing that leaves your mouth open wide, and a muscled body that you keep begging to adore. So I’ll give you one last gift before the years is up… HA HA just kidding… but…
Have a Merry Christmas anyway!
It’s exciting to try something different. Case in point, myself and Goddess Roxalia are as different as night and day. Sure there are the obvious differences and then the not so obvious differences. No matter what side of the fence, we’re two muscle chicks that love to have our muscles worshiped by bitches like you!
Admiration is the best form of flattery. I’d say this “love slave” is showing me just how much he admires me… I actually like it. Why don’t you tell me what you think.
Is stretched so tight
O’er muscles that
Show female might
With beauty she
Draws a man near
And then makes him
Her power fear
Tween her strong thighs
She’ll squeeze and squeeze
Til he screams out
“Release me, please”
She’ll pin him down
Hold him in place
Then with her breasts
Smother his face
Soon he submits
She’s filled with joy
He says “I give
I’m your boy-toy”
Her big muscles
She will flex
He’ll kiss her bis
And muscled pecs
He’ll worship her
And they’ll make love
She’ll take him to
From now til he
Goes to his grave
He’ll always be
Her true love slave
So it’s nearing that time again, the time that my travels are coming to end. That means it’s time to buckle down and train, train, and train. Not only myself but it’s time to train the two slaves I have just acquired.
And anyone who says muscles aren’t sexy can kiss my tight ass good bye! LOL
It’s wonderful being adored, loved, and even feared. That feeling when I look right into your pathetic little soul and know just what your thinking.
I may be barking orders or seducing with with my eyes and touch… and that was the case while on my travels, I decided to allow one of my favorite slaves to entertain me. How you ask? By doing exactly what Mistress adores… with a little ass worship to get the party started.