All the sudden my dirty little boys all are craving my precious poo. I can only make so much. Especially since I am living of salad before this performance. But I can enema and roman shower, and golden shower.

To all the mistresses that want to do a flatulation scene and have trouble producing gas…try using a piston syringe to load air in, it smells and sounds the same as a natural fart.

It is so fun to humiliate little subby sluts. I am going to have a blast today.

I had this great toilet scene last week with a New Yorker boy. Boy, I had his head restrained under my toilet seat. what missed his mouth I took a glove and forced and smeared it across his dirty little face. He was so happy. I fed him roman gold and brown while he was bound and helpless (consensually of course). And to let him have a special treat I put him in the tub and stood over him and vomited over his cock as he jerked off, and then humiliated him with mofe flatulation.

Why does dirty naught and otherwise gross stuff always loss their repulsiveness when it is done in the context of humiliating dirty little subbies?

The question is whether the first session today will get the privledge of it coming straight from the sorce, or whther i will have him lap it all up from a crome doggy dish. You know dogs…they tend to have this problem of trying to sniff your crotch…so you just have to slap the hell out of them. And since dogs live by the code of territorial pissing and they belong to me, I guess I need to make claim of my property, right?

I am so in the mood to play. I feel so inspired today. I just want to see those little pigs so happy rooting in my shit.

I have decided to reinstate my regular dungeon parties in October.

I was wanting input and ideas for holloween slave games.

So far I have decided on having slaves compete for something involving candy corn that I won’t disclose. Of course what is a BDSM dungeon party with out Mummies? And I have two other ideas involving pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns.

Last year I just had a pumpking carving party amongst friends…I figured it would be funny to get my friends drunk and set them lose with sharp objects…lol. We had some interesting pumpkins. Some were naked fetish mud flap girsl, ones that were bats, traditional jack-o-lanterns, one that said “bite me”. I made jello shots and red velvet cake so it looked like blood.

I love Halloween. I wait all years for the stores to break out the fun decorations and cheesy stuff.

I did an amazing over haul on the whole house. Jacque scrubber the kitchen and bathroom, but I tore the house apart, reorganized and re-arranged furniture. I like this arrangement. Now there is more space to exercise, and yoga.

After 24 hours of staying in, since she arrove, Claudia and I went out for a couple of hours to see if we could bump into people she knows. The Saint, Lounge Lizards, poked our heads in at the Dervish, and then to see Deana before a couple of friends called asking us to stay there a bit longer so we could go hang out at their town home and swim in the pool.

Claudia was tired, I wanted to make sure that she was in the right bed, not just their house to crash, but where her stuff was, where she would be able to come and go as she pleased since she still has the key I gave her when she lived her. And also, she seemed to be getting attention that she might be uncomfortable with if she fell asleep.

She is off to the dentist now. I have to do a once over, sweep and straighten. Between 3 cats and a Jacque, somethings have managed to be out of place already. I am determined that it will stay like this, orderly, sterile, and presentable.

I am watching Preaching to the Perverted again, and then will be yoga and exercise time. And I have a session in a while.