Book Review: Find Your Domme

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Another Review

Well, I can tell you what I may NOT be reviewing, as opposed to what I've recently discovered.  The Mistress Thalia--is speaking directly to submissive men, but I doubt I'll be purchasing it.  She tends to have the same attitude that subs aren't necessary that was expressed with much dismay over at the submissivemale blog.  Why should I pay for someone to yell at me?  If I want yelled at, I'll go visit one of my old bosses.  But why would I do that?

Now--there's another one I will be reviewing, written by a British Dominant woman who I can DEFINITELY relate to.  I'll also be purchasing the full copy of Mistress Celia's Find Your Domme.  I'm also interested to know. . . . would you all still read if I wrote book reviews that didn't feature D/s or BDSM as the underlying theme?  How do you feel about--horror?  Please advise at y'all's earliest convenience.  Just click my e-mail from my profile here on blogger, and I'll respond as soon as I can.

In an Attempt to Assist Submissives

Through some recent comments on a submissive male's blog, I've been mulling over the idea of finding some assistance for those submissives who are seeking a Dominant, but don't know where to begin.  Curious in regard to this, I tried my local cragislist.  Other than some idiot wanting a female sex toy (my mental response--Sir, you have 2 hands.  . . what's the problem here?) I didn't find a whole lot.  This got me to thinking. . . . there are 2 book samples I've recently downloaded, Find Your Domme by Mistress Celia, and Letters from a Dominatrix by Mistress Thalia, that I will be looking into as soon as I can, so that I may try to help with the educational aspects of D/s.  I'm not an expert, so please don't troll, scream, rant, or threaten.  Those comments will be deleted.  Not because I don't welcome criticism, but because it's My Blog.  Get that?  MINE.  Besides which, some submissives truly are seeking guidance, as well as solace.  I'll provide what I can, dear Readers!  For now, for those of you who would prefer to peruse your own copies, please feel free to click the following links:

http://www.amazon.com/Find-your-Domme-ebook/dp/B004T33Q4Q/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1309271001&sr=8-1

http://www.amazon.com/Letters-Dominatrix-Submissive-Domina-ebook/dp/B0057PNEQA/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1309271089&sr=1-1

Enjoy!

Upcoming Reviews

Late last night, in a fit of pique, I began downloading samples of classic Victorian erotica, as well as some classic D/s and BDSM titles.  Jay Wiseman's SM 101 is one that kept me up late, simply reading the sample.  When I get paid again next week, this is one I'll be purchasing to read in its entirety.  This one is in InformedConsent's Top 100 Titles, and based on the sample I downloaded, I can see why.

Another one I'll be reviewing soon is Letters from a Dominatrix, in which a pro Domme writes open letters to potential submissives in regard to how to be a better sub, and how to find the Domme of his/her dreams.

I'll keep you posted, dear Readers.  Thanks for your patience!

More Music

Ok, ok, two more and then I'll stop with the videos for now. . . . for now. . .

These 2 might be more--palatable.  Although I've always found Tribe 8 to be way more palatable than anything coming out of the entertainment industry as I've been exposed to it, as a viewer, listener and consumer.

Ya know what?  I'm just gonna shut up and let Natalie and Queen Ifrica take over.  Enjoy!

Threw this one in because of all the wonderful dancing.

Short, Sweet, and To-the-Point

All right all you sub-standard subs--would YOU suck Lynn Breedlove's strap-on?  And yes, I still have a thing for Slade. . . .

For More of Your Viewing Pleasure

Still pissed, but not as irked as I was yesterday.  I know, dear Readers, I have some explaining to do.  I'm not awake enough yet, so please bear with me on this.  My inner Riot Grrrl is raising her delightfully purple-tinged, pixie-cut head, and my inner 22-year-old-former-gang-rape-self is surfacing again, as she does every year in mid-summer.  But this blog helps ease Her fears, helps Her feel safe, and She REALLY DIGS TRIBE 8!  Enjoy, darlings!

How I'm Feeling Today

This is gonna piss some people off.  This is exactly how much I care.  If you can't handle me, then stop reading.  Stop tuning in.  Stop following.  I'm not your fearless fucking leader.  I'm just ME.  Enjoy.  Or don't.

List of Demands, Part II

This post may be difficult to follow.  There has been a bit of a kerfluffle online in regard to submissives not being appreciated, being seen as "a dime a dozen," via a post here (original) and the responses here and here.  And yes, over at the submissivemale blog, I got into a bit of a wrangle with an anonymous poster, who also requested some help finding dominant women.  This post hopes to address that issue as well.

First off, let me just say. . . . I appreciate my submissive.  I will not give his name because he has asked me not to.  I appreciate his honesty, his sweet nature, his fine manners, and his hard work.  When he gets out of line, he is punished accordingly, and he doesn't mess up often.  His 2 most attractive traits--his INTELLIGENCE, and his WILLINGNESS TO SERVE.  Let me write those again, in bold and italicized print, so that any subs out there who still don't get it will see what, at least to this Dominant Female, are two desirable traits:  INTELLIGENCE, A WILLINGNESS TO SERVE ME.  Got it?  I don't think you do.  INTELLIGENCE.  A WILLINGNESS TO SERVE ME.  There.  

My sub sometimes frets that he's put on a tad bit of weight.  I say, more meat for me to lovingly nibble, smack, and play with.  A healthy boyo is a good playmate.  

My sub is also a talented musician who has played in several rockabilly and psychobilly bands.  He combs the internet almost as often as I do in search of good reading materials, whether they deal with D/s or BDSM or not.  Sometimes it's nice to simply read a good story before bed.  

My sub has always been good to his mother, which is why he is also so good to me.  He also loves animals and is kind to the elderly and children.  He is a kind and considerate person who helps people when and as they need it.  

I met my sub on a social networking site that is dedicate to rockabilly and psychobilly music.  I was feeling lonely one night and decided to go over to that site and see if anyone was online, and he and I talked for nearly an hour.  We kept chatting, writing, and talking with each other, until things grew into what they are now.  Of all the men I've dated and have met, including some of the ones I've met online, he is probably the absolute nicest one.  He's not just nice. . . . he's also considerate, polite, and intelligent.  I don't care that he has a tummy.  I care that he wants to serve me.  I don't care that he is extremely nervous and upset sometimes when he is in a crowd.  I care that he wants to serve me.  He serves me well.  He is an excellent sub, and I think other subs could learn a few things from him.

Now--in regard to this skewed sub-to-Dom/Domme ratio. . . submissives, you might want to consider getting over the whole looks thing.  If looks are your most important trait or if you think you should be with someone who looks like a male or female model or obnoxiously pretty pop star (C. Aguilera, K. Perry, the boys of Duran Duran back in their heyday), maybe you're being a bit too picky.  If you want someone who is cold and unfeeling, there are tons of those out there, even in the vanilla world.  I've dated a few myself.  Dommes can't uphold the whole "bitch ice queen" facade forever.  We're human, too.  We have feelings, too.  For those of you who are "playing" sub or who try to ever-so-subtly Top from the bottom--first off, you're not that subtle (no one is) and if you want to switch, that's fine, but some of us aren't into switching.  And some of you--and you know who you are--seem to think it's all about your needs, and that by fulfilling your needs, you are fulfilling your Domme's needs. .. . uh, no.  If the Domme wants you to serve her needs, then serve them.  That's what makes you a good sub.  Serving Her needs.  If you're a female sub, that's what you do.  You serve the Master.  Master/Mistress is happy, you're happy too.  

I'll be following this up with another post, I just need to do some research first, Readers.  Please bear with. . .    

Rest in Peace, Clarence Clemons

Just a wee sojourn from the usual on here. . . . rest in peace, Brother Clarence, the Big Man, who I never got to meet but always wanted to.  Besides my dad and John Coltrane, this cat was one of the greatest honkers, wailers, soul men, and all around finest human being of all time.  Words cannot express how deeply and how much he will be missed.  His last greatest honk to date was in a Lady Gaga video, which I bring deep props to, and not just for her totally rockin' boots.

The List, Part One

Maybe it's because I've been working so much on to-do lists, add-to lists, and reminder lists, but I've also noticed that lists seem to make up a large part of the blogosphere this week, or maybe it's just all the OTHER blogs I'm following.  This is just part one of a two-parter, and I'm already a wee bit late for work, so here's a li'l some'n-some'n to tide y'all over til I get back.  Enjoy, dear readers!

Some Stuff. . .

My apologies for the delay in posting, as work in the vanilla world has had to take precedence over what I consider normal.

Now--to the meat of this post.

Those who know me personally--or who have gotten to know me--know that there are times when I am an insufferable smart-ass, and that my humor often takes over, much like a demon--a really funny demon.  If my humor offends you, or if you think there are things that I shouldn't joke about, then fuck off and stop reading this blog.  I will never apologize for who (or, more to the point, WHAT) I am, and if you're a humorless stuffy person, then perhaps this blog isn't for you.

Now for some more meat--vegan?  Sorry, sugar, not on this blog!

For a while, I disappeared not just because of work.  I also disappeared because someone was trying to fuck up my virtual life, and I just wasn't about to sit back and take it.  This was to the point where I had to open a different e-mail account, killed off (for a time) a Facebook account that I use now ONLY for my immediate family (parents, nieces, brother and sister-in-law, cousins, etc.).  So here's the gist of my rant:  If I haven't heard from you in about 20 years (give or take), if I haven't thought about you in about 20 years, and if I haven't tried any way to get hold of you (no, not even that pathetic MyLife web site), then chances are pretty good I'm not thinking of you a whole lot.  I certainly can't say that I'm bothered that you're no longer a part of my life (although isn't high school, for most of us, something we're damn glad we're no longer in, PERIOD?).  I've changed since high school.  A LOT.  Though my inner dominance was always there, simmering beneath the surface, I could never truly unleash it the way I had hoped, so I did the next best thing--I joined and led many school organizations, won hideous amounts of awards and accolades, and tried exceptionally hard to keep my grades up, which resulted in lots of scholarships and saved SCADS of money for school.

Look--I've never exactly been a "nice" girl.  I've been an easy girl, a slut, a bitch, a cunt, and a damn difficult woman.  Nice?  Uh-uh. . . that ain't me.  Perfectly presentable for an evening, very pleasant company for about an hour, but after that, all bets are off.  The average man wouldn't accept this, nor would many who "claim" to be submissive (but who really aren't).  Most women don't much care for me outside work.  This is exactly how much of a shit I give.  So please, if you're reading this (which I doubt), please go back underground to whatever shithole in Oklahoma you're currently residing in.  Fuck someone else.  Marry someone else.  Die there.  Just die already you fucking loser.  You were a spineless shitheel who was pathetic in high school and had to steal, cheat, connive and rape your way into people's lives to get there, and you're still a pathetic shitheel now.  Fuck you, I have a life.

Oh yeah. . . how rude of me. . . .have a nice life! ;)