or The Only Way to Serve a Woman

My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of your days? I will do that. Do you want me to crawl? I will crawl.

I will be quiet for you or sing for you, or if you are hungry, let me bring you food, or if you have thirst and nothing will quench it but Arabian wine, I will go to Araby, even though it is across the world, and bring a bottle back for your lunch.

Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do.

— William Goldman, The Princess Bride

Remember: there are consequences for bad behavior.

Email from a pet I’ve kept in chastity for a very, very long time:

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He’s so creative, I’m thinking I might make him wait until summer … until those blue emojis turn purple.  ???

I had a wonderful Thanksgiving and hope yours was extra special.  Hopefully, you’re one of the lucky ones who have today and the weekend off too. Me? I’m going to be around to take calls as much as I can this weekend, with a few respites here and there.

Since #FeedbackFriday (on Twitter & here at this blog), is coinciding with this holiday weekend, I wanted to take a moment to say how grateful I am for all of my callers:

You are top shelf, tits and champagne, seriously Good Boys. Maybe it’s because I expect the best out of you and you know it. But I don’t think so.  You, my partners-in-crime,  are  the Cream of the Crop: you really are gracious, appreciative, smart, witty and and wicked kinky. You make me happy. Thank you.

And here’s a few things you’ve said about me:

Gets into your head and then proceeds to blow your mind. Relentless, intoxicating and worth a lot more than she charges.

Miss Angela is not only the best on NiteFlirt, she is the best in the business. She knows how to give you exactly what you need. Call other girls at your own risk.  Once you go Angela you never go back … to anyone else.

Ms. St. Lawrence is divinity walking among mere mortals. I live to serve, to worship, to tribute, to shower her with gifts from her wish list. I am honored.

I usually wax rather rhapsodic and long winded in this space, but this time I’m taking a page from Oscar Wilde, who once famously opined that “brevity is the soul of wit.” With that quote as my guide, I will leave this to the Ms. Angela devoted and curious: Ms. Angela mind-fucks me so good and hard, my brain walks funny in the morning.

There’s a lot of pretend and want-a-bees on NF, but Mistress Angela is real and its an honor to submit to Her control. She read me so well and captured me with Her authenticity, intellect and class: A true Domme.

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And that is why I adore you. Each and every one of you.

xo

If you are the dealer, I’m out of the game
If you are the healer, it means I’m broken and lame
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord
There’s a lover in the story
But the story’s still the same
There’s a lullaby for suffering
And a paradox to blame
But it’s written in the scriptures
And it’s not some idle claim
You want it darker
We kill the flame
They’re lining up the prisoners
And the guards are taking aim
I struggled with some demons
They were middle class and tame
I didn’t know I had permission to murder and to maim
You want…
Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the love that never came
You want it darker
We kill the flame
If you are the dealer, let me out of the game
If you are the healer, I’m broken and lame
If thine is the glory, mine must be the shame
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord
Hineni
Hineni, hineni
Hineni

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