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