My dear Mistress Angela,

Today I was giving a speech in front of 1500 people – wearing my chastity device and my plug and thinking of You!

It was very exciting and …

… it felt just so right.

love,  SubBoy248

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Yes, another email from a long distance (and very much cherished) slave.  He is beautifully submissive: polite, soft-spoken, always respectful, loyal, attentive, obedient to a fault.

He also accepts his strap-on training with as much grace and dignity as one can when one is in restraints and bent over like a bitch.

*wink*

In case you’re secretly tempted, here is where we rendezvous:

Correction ❤ Imprinting ❤ Obedience ❤ Servitude

xo, Angela

So I get this email from a MIA client:

To my Glorious and Brilliant Girl

To you …

… my creative Beauty.

… my imaginative Domina.

… my perfectionist-weaver of Glorious Fantasy.

… my adventurous Doppelganger and Partner in Crime.

… my wild Goddess who never met a taboo she didn’t like.

… my generous and patient stiletto-heeled Wonder-Girl.

… my understanding and idolized Phone Sex Illuminato.

This is ♥♥♥♥♥ from ♣♣♣♣ .

Well I used to live in ♣♣♣♣.   You might remember that circumstances dictated I leave the beautiful place I’d called home since forever to move to the Midwest, where I am helping my friends with their start-up Social Media company.  As you can imagine, it took a while to settle in and get things rolling.  But, finally, I feel like things are where they should be.  And boy! Have I missed you!

The good news is we are already out of the red and pulling paychecks. The better news is I have a smartphone.  Guess who I want to call on my sexy, new smartphone?

Yes, you.  Because, I MISSED YOU INSANELY !!!

Now for the nitty-gritty: how do I call you via phone? I was used to the convoluted ways of the web (pay using the site and call you on Skype). So how do I do it on a phone? Do I call NiteFlirt? And then how do I get you? To me there is ONLY ONE Angela, but if I say Angela do they know who I’m referring to? Do you have some kind of a numeric ID that I need to provide? Maybe I say Angela St. Lawrence?

As to our chats:

1. Our first chat needs to be about you and me.  I want to TALK with YOU. Then we can have another chat, or continue the chat.

2. I just want our first chat to be a very long chat.  At least an hour, though I hope you will indulge me with two or three hours of your time.

3. And then we will talk dirty. And I will cum for you, like I cum with no other woman in the world.

4. And I will leave you the review of reviews, telling the universe how special, how perfect, how wonderful you are.

5. And I will tip you and tribute you over and over to make up for all the time we’ve lost with my personal reinvention.

6. And I will call you again and again and again. Forever and ever.

I worship your imagination.  I cherish you for every facet of your personality. I am grateful for what you do to me and for me. And mostly, the way you do it. You play me like a violin. I’m yours and have been since the first time I heard you speak, totally unaware that I’d been doing phone sex all the wrong way with all the wrong girls for a very long time.  Unaware that I was about embark on the adventure of a lifetime with the very definition of perfection. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I hope you are well and content and happy.

My mind (and my cock and my overflowing balls) ache to talk with you. And maybe it will put a smile on your face to know that I have started looking around at ways of making one of my fantasies come true, in a safe way, but make it come true.

There definitely are possibilities in this area. I’m doing preliminary work right now. But I will get there.

Contact me.  Even one sentence will be sheer delight for me.  I will be watching my email obsessively.

Love love love,

From Me who adores YOU, my Brilliant Mystery Girl.

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Twisted Monk’s website.  And on Twitter.

He’s a genius.  A motherfucking sexy genius.

So I was twatting* around at Twitter, when someone re-tweeted something by someone else, which I found amusing.  Quite witty, in fact.   So I clicked on this fellow’s name to check him out.  Oh and he was fabulous.  Simply, divinely fabulous.  So I started following him.  Which is how Twitter etiquette kinda-sorta works.

Low and behold, he quickly followed me back which pleased me ever so much-ly.  There in the midst of all those twatters* just twatting* away we exchanged sundry pleasantries.  Which, again, is how Twitter etiquette kinda-sorta works.  It was nice.  It was good.

I was living in a Twittering world.  And I am a Twittering girl.  (Think Madonna. You’ll get it.)

Now I was being a good girl, because on Twitter I feel a girl should mind her Ps and Qs … being as authentically well-rounded as she can, while discreetly** and prudently (but only occasionally) giving a peek up her skirt.

Then I get this private DM (direct message) from my new friend:

You are such a great writer! I really admire your work.

Of course I answered him, because I am always the epitome of polite behavior (don’t you know?):

Thank you.  That is very kind of you.

Of course I was dying to know … who? what? when? where? why?  What had this sweet gentleman read that caused him to reach out to me?  But a girl can’t seem to eager now, can she?  So I thought we were done.  Then he DMs me again:

If it’s okay to ask, how did you decide to follow me? I’ve known your writing for a while now and was struck seeing your name in my feed.

Well, I’m a polite girl by nature and would have replied no matter what he’d said.  BUT “I’ve known your writing for a while” really really really caught my self  interest. You bet it did.  Any writer likes to know they are noticed in any which way.  So I answered:

Someone re-tweeted you, I checked you out.  And I like your style.  It’s that simple.  But I’m hardly the superstar you make me out to be.

Of course, dear reader, I was absolutely glowing.  Writers eat this stuff up!  But you *do* see how insouciant my response was.  Don’t you?  He had to be impressed with my ultra cool, devil-my-care, nonchalant geniality.  Don’t you think so? Then he writes …

Well, as a man married to a blindingly hot cuckoldress (with all the fascinations that implies), you do have a certain celebrity status.

Mother Fucker!

(Oops.  My halo just slipped and there went my Gracious-Goddess patina right out the window.)

But I can’t help it.  Not only did this guy (who is very cute, by the way) trust me with his naughtiest secret of secrets …

… apparently amongst men who are “married to … blindingly hot cuckoldress[es]” I “have a certain celebrity status.”

What a sweetie.

There was more conversation which isn’t of interest here, so we will leave that between me and him.   I’m smitten, I’m forever his friend and he is just a darling, darling (very smart) man.

And I’m not saying he’s smart because he kinda-sorta adores me (as a writer–don’t forget, he has a hot cuckoldress to worship full time).  I’m saying he’s smart, because that’s why I followed him in the first place.  His tweets are savvy, well-constructed and edgy in just the right way.

BUT THERE’S MORE!

Mr. Anonymous Cuckolded Tweeter, with the permission of his cherished and beloved inamorata, has agreed to be interviewed by me.  I’m hoping to get together with him sometime next week.  And I know you guys.  Inquiring minds want to know:  How does that cuckolding thing actually work in real life?

Don’t you?  Come on, don’t be shy.  You can tell Ms. Angela.

xo

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*twat & twatter & twatting I lifted from Kathy Griffin.  She’s very funny.  And she’s on Twitter too.  And she doesn’t follow anybody!  I love that #sexybitch.

**Special thanks to Pervert Savant for teaching me to check my spelling for the correct usage of discrete/discreet.  I can’t and won’t tell you if he’s on Twitter, because it’s none of your business.  But he is here on my blog.

>>Special thanks to In Bed with Dr Sue™ for letting me steal #sexybitch from her.  Guess what?  She’s on Twitter too.

>>Special thanks to Twitter for hashtags (like the # seen in #sexybitch) which are just so much fun to use.