Funny bitches
Miss Betty got a flogging lesson Sunday night. Miss Narcisse helped out. Ana, the girl I'm mentoring who is not actually an apprentice but is a nice girl and will be a good addition to the community, was also there for a refresher.
The bottom we got has been very good for practice/lessons in the past. He brought chocolate cake rats for all of us. They had little raisin ears. I ate mine ass-first (its, not mine). Miss Betty started with the face on hers. She likes biting the heads off of any animal-shaped baked good there is, and will offer the body to whoever wants it. I suspect it's how she stays thin, but I also think she just plain likes leaving little carcasses around. Me, I hate to waste and leave evidence. I don't remember how Narcisse ate hers, but I would not be surprised if she gnawed through its belly and ate its little chocolatey heart while it was still beating, angelic smile on her face all the while. Ana did not eat her rat cuz she didn't feel so good, but she did well with some chamomile tea I made. We have a tea kettle at the studio. And an iron Chinese tea pot. Will get around to getting a nice set of tea cups at some point. No rush. I do have to figure out a way to keep soy milk at the studio without it going bad and getting wasted. If I can do that, I can have tea and coffee the way I like it best, and not just drink herbal tea while I'm there. There's still a chocolate cake rat in the fridge if anyone wants it. Ana has dibs. Ava didn't make it cuz she couldn't. I don't know if she'd eat a chocolate rat if one was in front of her, but I bet she'd nibble off the limbs and watch it writhe in agony before stomping it to a paste.
But we're here to talk, however briefly, about the flogging lesson and how much the girls rock. The stunt bottom is one wriggly mofo. He knows that if he wriggles around and doesn't stay put, I'll just hit wherever I can reach, and if his hands get in the way, tough shit. If I don't have him in restraints, he usually ends up huddled on the floor, laughing and not-quite sobbing and trying to escape the hits. Exercise in futility, that. For the flogging lesson, we should've secured his feet and not just his hands. He kept twisting around and trying to use one of his legs to block the hits. Tsk. No matter. Miss Betty just stuck her leg out at a right angle when he started wiggling and used her foot (high top sneakered) to pin him in place on the cross while she flogged him. Genius! I wanna see her do that trick in high heels and a corset. She's damned flexible. I bet she can do it and not sprain anything on herself or the floggee.
Miss Narcisse entertained us with "I Know a Wiener Man". I can't believe I've never heard that song before. I thought I knew every dorky campfire song there was, but that was a new one. I did some checking around once I got home and all the YouTube versions I found of it were crap. We gotta get her to torture someone while she makes them sing it on video. We were all cracking up while she was singing.
The night before, we did a foot fetish party that Mistress Jae organized. I was so proud of my crew. They're graceful under pressure, very professional, they look great and have fun and it shows. We have such a good group right now. I hope nobody gets pregnant or gets transferred or needs to put all their energy into school or something. And I wish I could hire Jae's friend C, cuz she learned how to do ball kicking and loved it. Too bad she's got a straight job she really likes. She'd be great as a pro.
The bottom we got has been very good for practice/lessons in the past. He brought chocolate cake rats for all of us. They had little raisin ears. I ate mine ass-first (its, not mine). Miss Betty started with the face on hers. She likes biting the heads off of any animal-shaped baked good there is, and will offer the body to whoever wants it. I suspect it's how she stays thin, but I also think she just plain likes leaving little carcasses around. Me, I hate to waste and leave evidence. I don't remember how Narcisse ate hers, but I would not be surprised if she gnawed through its belly and ate its little chocolatey heart while it was still beating, angelic smile on her face all the while. Ana did not eat her rat cuz she didn't feel so good, but she did well with some chamomile tea I made. We have a tea kettle at the studio. And an iron Chinese tea pot. Will get around to getting a nice set of tea cups at some point. No rush. I do have to figure out a way to keep soy milk at the studio without it going bad and getting wasted. If I can do that, I can have tea and coffee the way I like it best, and not just drink herbal tea while I'm there. There's still a chocolate cake rat in the fridge if anyone wants it. Ana has dibs. Ava didn't make it cuz she couldn't. I don't know if she'd eat a chocolate rat if one was in front of her, but I bet she'd nibble off the limbs and watch it writhe in agony before stomping it to a paste.
But we're here to talk, however briefly, about the flogging lesson and how much the girls rock. The stunt bottom is one wriggly mofo. He knows that if he wriggles around and doesn't stay put, I'll just hit wherever I can reach, and if his hands get in the way, tough shit. If I don't have him in restraints, he usually ends up huddled on the floor, laughing and not-quite sobbing and trying to escape the hits. Exercise in futility, that. For the flogging lesson, we should've secured his feet and not just his hands. He kept twisting around and trying to use one of his legs to block the hits. Tsk. No matter. Miss Betty just stuck her leg out at a right angle when he started wiggling and used her foot (high top sneakered) to pin him in place on the cross while she flogged him. Genius! I wanna see her do that trick in high heels and a corset. She's damned flexible. I bet she can do it and not sprain anything on herself or the floggee.
Miss Narcisse entertained us with "I Know a Wiener Man". I can't believe I've never heard that song before. I thought I knew every dorky campfire song there was, but that was a new one. I did some checking around once I got home and all the YouTube versions I found of it were crap. We gotta get her to torture someone while she makes them sing it on video. We were all cracking up while she was singing.
The night before, we did a foot fetish party that Mistress Jae organized. I was so proud of my crew. They're graceful under pressure, very professional, they look great and have fun and it shows. We have such a good group right now. I hope nobody gets pregnant or gets transferred or needs to put all their energy into school or something. And I wish I could hire Jae's friend C, cuz she learned how to do ball kicking and loved it. Too bad she's got a straight job she really likes. She'd be great as a pro.