Name change...or not

It seems that I am taking on a different role in the BDSM world. While I'm gaining experience, I've decided to take the role of a submissive to a more experienced Dom. The name of the blog should be changed to reflect the change in my life BUT to what? Something to last throughout this journey of mine and once I find my place in this world. Hmmm, the mind reels...

I do like the idea of confessing so - The Confessions of . . .


To Be Continued. . .
~Minxie

Cheers - has been cancelled

After not hearing from Cheers since Saturday when he told me that his parents were in town for fathers day and he'd let me know about us meeting up that night... Until this morning when I asked "Ok so it's really bothering me that I haven't heard back from you...mostly bc I really liked chatting with you and I don't know what happened (did I do something?) for you to stop chatting with me...could you enlighten me...please?". His reply to that was "Getting back together with my ex. Please stop texting me. Thx."

I'm not sure I believe that but if he's going to lie to me then he's not worth my time.

My search:

To be continued. . .

~Minxie

Cheers!

There's a guy on the horizon...can't wait to share more details, but I'm keeping the smitten talk down until I actually meet him. Fingers crossed though.

To be continued. . .

~ Minxie

Time for some learning...

I have so much more to learn about this lifestyle...I'm taking a break from living it (not that I did much) but still...

Don't worry I'll still post about my 'interesting' life...I know *all* my readers won't know what to do with themselves if I don't continue waxing on.

Definitely To be continued. . .

~Minxtress

Are you there...

Minxtress?

Right now, my thoughts are fuzzy about continuing down this path of liberation. Am I Domme or a sub? Hmm, or a switch...

I believe I am naturally gravitating toward being a sub...it's what I'm used to, it's where I'm comfortable - so I should step out of my comfort zone...and become a Domme.

To be continued. . . ?

~not sure

Dallas is done...

What the hell, Dallas. Yeah, it sucked a little but I'm not too upset about it...actually not upset at all.

So do you want to know how it ended?

We were going to meet Saturday night at Santana Row, because he couldn't think of any place he wanted to go and I didn't want to sit there with him and say "where do you wanna go?" "I don't know where do you wanna?" after he went hiking then went for a swim we planned to meet at 7:30.
At 7:30 he calls, he's on Stevens Creek sees Valley Fair but doesn't see Santana Row ( in my head, I'm yelling "are you serious?!") He's passes the banks at Valley Fair and finally figures out that he's right there. Then he calls me again about where Left Bank is...is it near Maggiano's? - I tell him no, it's inside, and to find parking then walk into the middle of SR and should be able to find it (yes, I probably wasn't as nice as I could have been at this point, I probably did sound frustrated, but oh well) A few minutes later my phone rings again...he tried to park in one parking garage but there wasn't a spot. He asked me if I knew where Olin Street was because that's where he was on Winchester. (I think to myself, 'uh yeah I know where it is, dummy!') I tell him there's another parking garage by Best Buy at Olsen (because now I get he needs streets not landmarks). Now if you haven't been to Santana Row - Best Buy is one of the biggest stores in SR and on the corner of Winchester and Stevens Creek (if you recall he was on Stevens Creek just a bit ago, and turned onto Winchester to get to Santana Row). I mean he passed by it after the first phone call (pay attention, dude!) My patience is wearing thinner and thinner with each second I'm on this call. I mean if he can't figure out where to go or where to park, what the hell. Now the fourth phone call...he's finally in the parking garage that I know has spots because it's the same one I had to drive up 5 levels to park. He's narrating what he's doing as he's driving up to level 6...then he starts singing "driving to level 6, driving to level 6..." I completely lost it at this point and say exhaustedly "Do I need to be on the phone with you as you're driving to level 6 to park?" and that's when his frustration comes out and he says to me "You know, I don't think is going to work out. Good luck to you". The surprising thing is I agreed. Do I want a guy who needs to call me at every step when we're to meet up? Oh hell no...I don't have the patience to look after a grown man.

After a bit of time I sent him this text "You know, you were right about it not working out between us...I'd like a guy a lil more sure of things, someone who can find his own way around town and one who has an opinion on a date. You should probably start studying yelp.com and branch out of Mtn View a bit more if you're going to stay." And shocker...I haven't heard from him since.

Not to be continued. . .

~Minxie

That was short lived...

I believe SVP and I are done...I'm tentative to say with certainty that we are but it's heading in that direction today.
It comes down to he has this expectation of how things would be and as much as I want to...I'm not living up to his high expectations. It's something I knew but was hoping to work more with him to be a better domme.

This is something I will pursue with or without SVP.

To be continued. . .

~Minxtress

The "book"...

The "book" every housewife is addicted to, has me hooked as well. Well played "50 Shades of Grey" well played...it's all in the name of research I swear. Same but different, of course.

To be continued. . .

~Minxtress

Sealed Deal! Twice!!

Finally spent a few hours with SVP...more as Minxie rather Minxtress. I was in San Francisco and SVP met me for lunch in my hotel room. While waiting for him, I decided I just wanted to play...no punishments, no dominatrix. Maybe because I just wanted sex without all the extra stuff. Honestly, its a bit hard to remember that I have to tell him what to do. Sometimes he's good about asking if he can do something but still, it's going to take time. When he got to my room he was usually dressed in a suit (he had a formal dinner to go later), he asked if he should strip (uh yeah...that's why you're here). And we start to kiss, which I have to say he is probably one of the best kissers. Its that kind where you feel it in your toes, my whole body felt electric from his kisses. I move on the bed and he follows...at this point my clothes are coming off as he takes my thong off he starts playing with my clit and now his tongue has found it's way. I gotta say SVP certainly is talented with his tongue and fingers. It took me little time to cum. He's now pleased with himself and lays on the bed next to me. Then I started sucking him off, his cock hard for my attention. He's doing everything he can to not cum because I haven't given him permission (which honestly I've forgotten to do, caught up in the moment perhaps) I finish but didn't finished him off when his phone goes off. Understandably, since it is his "lunch" that his spending with me. I tell him it's ok to check his phone, turns out it was his daughter, still important. He then lays back on the bed, makes a comment about "waiting for me to tell him what to do" so I tell him that I didn't give him permission to lay back down. Also that he was a bit far from me...so he moves closer and starts on my pussy again...this time not just with his tongue...he's got a couple of fingers inside my pussy as he's sucking on my clit. Even quicker than before, I cum. I tell you...talented. So then his phone goes off again and I wait until he lays back down on the bed. Then I playfully climb on top of him moving my breasts up and down his chest until he gets hard again and starts fucking me. He then flips me over so he's on top of me. He then is thrusting his hard cock in and out, deeper and deeper each time. He stops...can't concentrate since his phone has gone off again (Note to self: take phone from him next time we see each other). Then I ask if he wants to cum, he desperately does...it has been a while for him (2 weeks, I believe) Ask me if I want to jack him off or do I want him to...(secretly since the idea of not only does a guy jacking off to the thought of me turn me on, so does watching a guy do it in front of me) I want to watch him...in no time at all he has cum and it's all over his chest. Since it is close to the time he has to get back to work...he hops in the shower, starts to get dressed up again as I'm laying on the bed, I say to him "I bought you something, its on the desk" He pulls out a shocking pink mesh thong from Victoria's Secret. And I tell him I want you to wear them tonight...which he does ;) He continues to get dressed, kisses me good bye. I get dressed and head back home... Later in the evening I texted SVP requesting a pic of him in his shocking pink mesh thong, which I get :)


The next night I met Dallas for dinner. Sadly though, it was just dinner, after we were finished eating he went his way and I went mine. I really enjoyed talking with him. Would I have liked to spend more time with him, yes but he was leaving for Dallas in the morning and still had to pack. I don't know what the near future has in store for Dallas and I, but I would like to get to know him more...I think he's a good balance to my relationship with SVP.

To be continued. . .

~Minxie or is it Minxtress

A bit of a learning curve...

I admit it I really don't know much about being a dominatrix...sure I can be a bitch sometimes but that's not the same thing. I've just come to that realization this week.

To be a better dominatrix I need to understand that it's not all about being mean, it's more of an understanding of my slave and how to control him. Realizing that he needs positive reinforcement as well as punishment.

My last experience in this world was nothing like this one. I really need to stop quasi comparing the two and put the past where it belongs...behind me and quickly move on from it.

I need to listen to my instincts more...isn't that what the whole principle behind the dominatrix experience - confidence and trust. It's about time I do more than walk the walk and talk the talk but actually know that I can do this rather than letting outside influences in and control me.

To be continued . . .

~Minxtress

Alright since this is 'Confessions' and all...

Here's something I must confess...having the power that I do over SVP is a blessing and a curse.

If we talk about something I want him to do I must be willing to deal with the consequences of those actions.

For example, one day we were texting (of course) and the conversation went to him being so horny and getting hard while in the steam room of his gym (and he knows he must have my permission to cum.) When he was in there another man came in and the man was checking his hard cock out. The other man was stroking himself hoping that SVP would join in, but he refrained from doing much besides stroking his cock a little.

So last Sunday SVP was heading to the gym later in the day and we had the steam room conversation again.
He asked if he could stroke his cock (my answer - Yes you can), what he should do if someone comes in (my answer - Your choice), should he let them see his hard cock (my answer - of course), what he should do if they want to watch or touch it (my answer - Let him), what if they want to make him cum (my answer - if they are stroking it, you can), what if they want to suck his cock (my answer - he may). Then time ran out of the day and he didn’t make it to the gym. However, he was going the next day (Monday morning) and asks if the situation were to happen the following day would he be allowed to have another man handle his cock.

The next day I missed an early morning text from SVP "Mmm on my way to the gym for you baby." Later in the morning I texted him about the gym and such. His reply is one the reason for this post of mine..."I was. I was in the steam room and one guy came in and started stroking me. Someone else came in so I went a took a shower. I them went back in and another guy came in while I was hard. He stoked and sucked on me while he pulled my balls when I got close eventually making me cum in his mouth for you."

Now I realize that I need to be clear on exactly what I want from SVP, knowing how far he will go for me.

To be continued. . .

~Minxtress

What's new, pussycat?

Sadly...nothing.

SVP and my schedule haven't worked to see each other yet. It's starting to bug me a lot. I'm over just have this relationship over text.

And Dallas...well I heard from him at about 11:30 last Friday night. Wanted to call me...but I didn't let that happen. That is still a work in progress...haven't quite decided if I'm letting him go or not...

To be continued. . .

~Minxie and Minxtress

Could this be the end to Dallas...?

After just shy of a week since getting rain checked by Dallas, I texted him. It was a reasonably nice text considering, something about being curious and thinking it was rude that I hadn't heard from him in almost a week since being rain checked by him. His reply was that he hurt his back and was confined to his apartment. I do feel sorry that he injured his back but my empathy somewhat stops there since he can clearly text me back. I was nice to text him me being sorry for his injury. No word back yet...

I'm not sure what the future holds for me and Dallas since this is how it's starting.

To be continued . . . ?

~Minxie

I thought it would be more fun...

Alright. I thought all this would be more fun than it is. It's been three weeks since I first met SVP and two and a half since I saw him. In that time it's been texting...a lot of texting. My last failed attempt at a domme/sub relationship was all texting, a little bit of phone calls and even less in person. So I am rather anxious in a very good way to get started in person rather texting.

I'm hoping that when we see each other again it will be fun...right now it's more like a chore.

To be continued . . .

~Minxtress

Is it all about SVP?

No...there is another man who has my attention. However, not the same way SVP does...Dallas is a seemingly nice guy who would never become my pet. Not that he couldn't use some discipline. He has become increasingly frustrating...

We met on a online dating site, exchanged a few emails then he asked if he could have my number to call me. I obliged and gave him my number, we traded a few texts, he asked what I doing that evening and is doing his best to get me to meet him. I don't relent and we text a bit more, then he wanted to call me. We chatted on the phone for about 45 minutes. He seems like a nice, romantic guy, the type that girls always are looking for. He's leaving for Dallas for the weekend (hence how he got his nickname). He said he'd text me the next day...the day came and went with nothing from him. The following day, Friday, I texted him and there were few texts back and forth.

Monday, I heard from him again. He had just back into town and wondered what I was doing later. I had big plans of errands, laundry and stuff at home. He continued to try to get me to meet him after I was done with all that. He didn't quite get that I wasn't quite ready to make a first face to face impression (I had my pj's on, makeup was washed off already and my hair was in a ponytail on top my head). Tuesday I heard from him again, quickly threw in that I had plans that night and asked if we could meet up Wednesday night. Yes we could, perfect...let's meet somewhere in downtown Sunnyvale (somewhat in the middle between me in SJ and him in Mtn View). I give him the choice of where to meet and he decides on DishDash, a mediterranean restaurant (really that's what he chooses, ok Minx, just go with it). And so we have our first meeting and possible first date.

Until Wednesday morning...I get a text from him "Rain check?" to I reply "Uh, sure" he explains "Something came up" I reply "Ok" I get this from him "I'll txt u later on" I respond with "Alright".

And that's where the Dallas story ends for now...I haven't received a text, a call, nothing. I haven't texted him either...

To be continued . . . ?

~Minxie

To answer how SVP got his name...

SVP's real name is . . . . . . now, now - remember names have been changed to protect the naughty. I still officially only know SVP's first name, as he does only mine. In my first encounter with SVP he talked about a previous company he worked, and a general idea what he does or at least what department he is in charge of.

After I learned this during our first encounter, my curiosity was piqued as to who he really is. I googled what I knew of him. I came to realize his job title is Senior Vice President, Global Sales. In sharing this information with my bff, I gave him the nickname 'SVP', rather than saying his name.

When I address him, he is 'my pet'.

To be continued . . .

~Minxie and Minxtress

Our first encounter...

The “relationship” between SVP and me started out hott, with some sexting, moved to me allowing him to milk his cock and not letting him cum until he took care of me, then back to sexting talking about what I could do with his cock and balls after a while of this it changed to me controlling him, dominating him, telling him when he could stroke his cock and when he could cum the idea of someone else being in control was a turn on to him to say the least. I’d later find out how much he was turned on by this and how much he wanted to act upon it. He asks permission to play with his cock the following day while at work. He sends me videos of him wearing his cock ring. This has progressed into something I never thought it would, but am loving every minute of it.

We decided to meet that Thursday in PA. Of course my luck I can’t find a parking place to save my soul. I finally get to the wine place, and see him, he excited to see me, I can tell through his pants. We sit down, I order a glass of wine we make chit chat...I find out just how successful of businessman he is and it turns me on. After awhile we start talking a bit naughty, his excitement grows and I take the opportunity to lightly run my fingers up and down his hard cock through his pants while sitting next to him as he continues to talk, not missing a beat.

After 2 glasses of wine each we are discussing whether I’m going to back to his place for dip in his hot tub, getting a hotel room or going to our respective homes. We decide I need to see what he’s got myself so we leave the restaurant, I of course am walking in front of him, since he is hard as a rock. We walk to his car, he holds my hand as we’re walking. We get to his black Audi SUV (the SUV I covet) and start kissing, this passionate kiss as he starts fondling my breasts and checking to see who is watching us, and no one is...everyone is going about their business while we’re getting down to ours. He starts rubbing my pussy through my jeans, then I unzip and his hands follow. I’m extremely turned on as he keeps rubbing and inserting a couple of fingers inside me then rubbing my clit a bit longer until I cum he then puts his fingers in my mouth so I can taste myself. Now it’s his turn as he unzips his pants. He is very eager to see me. I start sucking him off as people are walking by, he then takes over stroking his cock and we’re kissing and I’m watching him stroke. He’s more focused on someone catching him so I tell him to focus on what he’s doing and not to pay attention to anyone else around. He’s about to cum and I take his cock in my mouth to taste him and swallow. After he finishes, he leans over to kiss me to taste himself on my lips. He asks if I want him to drive me to my car, I decline. And make the block walk to my car with a big grin on my face.

To be continued . . .

~Minxie and Minxtress

And so it begins...

On April 17th, it started out as just a flirtation with SVP, then quickly changed, turned into something more, much more than I ever expected. And so much more hotter that I ever imagined.

To be continued . . .

~Minxie