I was feeling the holiday spirit today so I made cock-hostel a Christmas card! The card was made on hallmark.com and sent to his house as a surprise. Surprise meaning neither he nor his wife know that it’s coming.
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What’s extra hilarious is that the name on the return address is “Mistress Mitsukai”. I suppose at this point it’s a race to see who gets the mail when that card shows up.
Who wants to put a bunch of metal and sharp objects in a microwave and see what happens?
Conversation with mitsukaisvotary on Mon 17 Dec 2007 01:13:46 AM PST:
About two or three days ago I decided to play with mitsukaisvotary. I found out that he had a phobia of giving out information on the internet, so I poked at it. First I asked him for his address and company that he worked for, which I already had unbeknownst to him. he started freaking out, and I kept prodding. I continued riding him harder and harder until he completely snapped. he was crying, having a hard time breathing, had chest pains, and eventually puked. Textbook anxiety attacks, although severe.
At this point I changed tactics and started playing “good cop, bad cop” with him. Still prodding him for the information, but also encouraging him that it was for the best and that he would have to do it if he wanted to end the suffering. When he couldn’t take it anymore, and begged me to allow him to go to the ER, I told him that he was having a panic attack and that he should go take a bath and then try to sleep.
I did not hear from him for two day.
When he got online today, he informed me that he’d gone to the hospital where they ran a bunch of tests on him. I berated him for being a moron and instructed him to write a new journal about everything that had happened. It can be found here
The conversation between the two of us from today will be after the livejournal cut and the entry where I mind-fucked him will be a seperate friends-only entry.
I am actively seeking real time slaves. Preferably one with a high pain threshold. Extra points if you have experience being a maid or doing chores for Women. I need you to either already live near San Francisco and possibly be willing to relocate or already live here.
Ultimately, I want a slave to clean house, amuse myself with, whether that be out at a bar fetching me drinks, while you’re tidying up, laughing at you while you cater to myself and my friends, take out my frustrations on, and do menial tasks.
There will be a trial period but I’m hoping that this will not be a one-time thing.
I’m mixing things up with some friends only posts. There are now some images and conversations that only logged in users will be able to see. If you want to be able to view, make a livejournal account.
Some images from one of my photoshoots. I rather like how they turned out.
EDIT: I used to have images here. If you didn’t get to see them, you should beat yourself up over it. They were amazing.
