I was stumbling around the internet looking for new pages to exchange links…I found this one site where you don’t exchange links, but they have picked mistresses around the world known for rope bondage. I was just poking around to see who was on there for the USA, and I was already one of their chosen links. This is cool. I mean the site wasn’t a major site but it was one of true bondage rope enthusiasts. I must say I am flattered.

I am interested in playing more with some of the new shibari stuff i learned from Amrita on her visit, and she should be emailing me pics we shot together later this month.

I am just a ham…put my picture up and flatter me and I am happy for days.

Off to lunch with Alexxa Hexx, who just arrived from New York via Houston. Mmmmmm. Sushi!

She will be accepting sessions while here.

As I spend the early hours of my day paying special attention to my hair, manicure, pedicure and removal of bodily hair I really look back and shudder at some of the representatives of the female of the species I witnessed walking about through out New Orleans this week.

I often wonder what happened to chilvarous men and now I think they are falling into extinction with the fastidious woman.

I don’t believe that you must wear make-up all the time or shave your pelvis as bald as I but I do believe in atleast a minimal amount of maintenece.

I witnessed so many bearded and mustached ladies this week. I am just frightened. I mean, I have a level of phobia of body hair as it is, but even the most astetically challenged of women owes it to her self to have a female hair pattern as far as the face is concerned. I believe so about the legs and arms, but can forgive arm and leg hair as long as the woman actually cares enough about her appearance to shave.

My personal feelings about pubic hair I accept as simply a personal preference. Though lack of hair is more hygenic, and if someone is groomed in the genital area it is some indication that they actually have genital hygien atleast some point in the week. Atleast a good trim and edge…
I have been struck stone cold dead in my tracks witnessing women in hip huggers with “treasure trails” riding clear up to their navels.

And what about women who wear open toe shoes despite their rampant foot fungus and flaking dead skin? A pedicure is more than a coat of paint, and is not simply a vanity process. It is a maintanence of foot health. You may not have naturally shapely feet with long toes but removing corns and calluses and treating infected toes and foot fungus should never be an issue of whether it makes your feet look better, but that it is healthy.

Being a woman is a whole lot more than having 2 X chromosomes. No wonder I have always had a love and respect for drag queens. Sometimes it takes someone born a boy to be a lady!

The dates are in for my Plaster Caster party…Deana will be teaching us all how to do it. Saturday April 10th, 2004.
One week before DomCon in Los Angeles.

In attendance we expect Mistress Pink (London, Texas and New Mexico http://www.mistresspink.com) and Domina Shannon (Texas and New Mexico http://www.dominashannon.com) and the recently retired Mistress Eve Elli (California and Texas). As well as myself, Mistress Genevieve, and the Head Mistress of new Orlean’s Club FEM chapter, Mistress Nan.

I am not certain if this will be a Club FEM sponsored event as of yet, but reguardless, it will be held the weekend of Easter. Mistress Nan of Club FEM proposed that it be a Saturday evening for the ease of more people so it would be on April 10th.

There will be many fun activities and games planned, all involving the genital area. There will be the plaster casting of all male attendees, as well as a competition amongst the males for stamina while being cast, their girth, their length, over-all asthetics of their cocks, and the most unique looking cock, as well as games involving genital humiliation, teasing and torment. In the end, the slaves will be able to know the feel of their own cock in their ass.

There will be a donation of $30 to cover the cost of supplies for plaster casting and refreshments. Additional dildos made from the slaves cocks can be arranged.

One thing I enjoy about these types of parties that sets them apart from other play parties is the group activities…such games help introduce those in attendance and entertain everyone present. It’s not the same old spank and tie.

Mistress Genevieve
http://msgenevieve.com
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/mistressgenevievesslaves
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/lilbeauxpeepshow

The party last night was fun, all the games were more on the level of humiliation…infact not one game was hands on.

The breakfast this morning left me tired. My family friend and I left Brennans to a small bookstoor and he bought me a copy of Short Stories by Oscar Wilde. As a child he would buy me books. We had interesting conversations. Parted ways after a walk.

I stopped in Harrah’s and made $80, which is great since my 3 scheduled sessions stood me up. I took care to not book more since it is time to spend with the XBF.

I was so exhausted, and still am so I took a nap.

I am reluctant to rise, but excited about having brunch with a long time friend of the family. He is a well known and respected heart and lung surgeon…he is also the person who bought me my re-print of an 1800’s Montegomery Ward’s catalogue I had as a child. I held on to that book like it was the bible because even at the tender age of 9 I was obcessed with corsets.

We will have a fine breakfast at Brennan’s, and then the day gets a little hectic.

I have 2 sessions back to back before I get to spend any time with the XBF. We have been dying for our time but all we have had for the last few days has been dinner dates before he has to get to work and I have my sessions and play parties.

It kind of reminds me of when I was with my first fiancee and I had to actually schedule in time for him one day a week, otherwise my schedule would consume all my time and leave nothing left for my relationship.

Well, despite the lack of personal time and the stress of it all, I am looking forward to the good life of a fine meal and lots of kinky fun in session, and then pushing for sometime with the XBf, just relaxing and watching movies most likely.

Master Micah woke me this morning. My alarm hadn’t gone off yet. He was coming to see me after his dentist appointment. He left as soon as he realised he woke me. It was hard to understand him with the local anesthetics and swelling.

Welcome to the block of perverts…So far I have had friends of mine that are foot fetishists on this block, body modification fans, and currently there is Master Micah and our little Fetish Fiend Craig and then me, the Neopolitan of Perverts…I am all flavors in one.

I even have pervy cats. They like spankings and rim each other.

My sleep schedule is screwed again…that usually happens after not sleeping and trying to finish projects. I have a last few preparations for tomorrow night.

In about an hour I get to go to Jaque Imo’s for dinner then back home.

I still need to go pick up some party favors for tomorrow night from my friend’s sex shop on Bourbon Street. I get a little discount which always helps.

I can’t wait for the party…since I broke my collar bone I hadn’t held any of my parties.

Easter Weekend we are going to do a Caster Plaster Party…we will make casts of all the guy’s cocks and make dildo’s from it, and after that we can fuck the slaves with their own cock so they know how it feels to fuck themselves.

Mistress Pink and Domina Shannon are coming in from out of town for this event.

So many play parties I have been to lack any entertainment. I usually show a fetish/bdsm movie at mine, and am trying to get more in the practice of BDSM party games. Nan and I also have aggreed that there should be healthy snacks and refreshments, rather than the “fast food buffet” seen at many of the local dungeon parties.

The rearrangement of the whole dungeon is almost finished, then I have to power clean the glitter and cat hair, and dust the cieling fans. I find house cleaning to be theraputic sometimes…my grand mother taught me that. She always told me “Only stupid people are bored, because smart people can figure out something productive to do.”. This attitude doesn’t seem to be favored in New Orleans.

My great grand mother supposedly taught my grandmother that you should only sleep when your body forces you to, because there is too much stuff to do to sleep everyday like most people do. My grand mother didn’t like this theory of her mother’s…but these things are a great example of the upbringing I had.

My mother is one of those people who makes lists of everythign to be accomplished…I got that from her. I am one woman in a long line of aggressive, determined, strong and dominant women. The rest of them would not be able to understand my lifestyle as a Domme, but it is the nature and nurture they passed down to me that seems to be at the core.