Last night I had another session with one of my “repeat-offended”.
He he he. poor little one had gotten aroused by ballbusting on-line and requested we explore that amongst the ways I cared to entertain myself by torturing him. Such a noble fantasy…but the reality of it is only logical. Every man in the world has been racked at one time or another so why are they so surprised when they get ball busted?

I started off lightly, slapping and increasing the force, as well as playing other cbt games, but once the first light kicks started he was on that safe word like white on rice…silly boy ballbusting hurts no matter if you warm up or not.
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So, today I spent the day in the cemetary in a photoshoot, despite the rain.

I am very precocious as a model so this was the second time I have stirred up a wasp’s nest in a shoot. Luckily, this time I wasn’t stung by wasps…but I was burnt by the fireworks I bought to play with in the shoot. The embers blew on my forearms and palms while playing with the sparklers.

I can’t wait to see the pics I shot that i might use in an add. They are where I am reading my “Anarchist’s Cookbook” and The text would read “Mistress Genevieve-World Dominatrix plotting World Domination”.
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Tomorrow is loaded with dungeon rentals, rehearsals and a birthday party so I guess no more photos in the ran for a bit.