Freshman Humiliatrix

I don't usually bring politics into my blog but with Betsy DeVos making moves to protect college campus rapists, I feel like I can bring in politics while remaining on topic.

To begin with, it is no secret that college campuses are hot beds of sexual activity, consensual and nonconsensual. I attended state university in the heartland of America surrounded by rolling hills and fields of grain.  One of the roughest moments of time there was when me and some friends sat down and confessed to each other the various accounts of sexual assault and harassment we had all experienced. That is something no one should have to experience, let alone so many should experience.

Having to face a rapist or attacker over and over again on campus is a disruption to education. During the Obama administration, there were guidelines released for how universities were to deal with these allegations. While they were not perfect, they were a much needed step in the right direction. But now Devos has rolled these back, saying they were too harsh on the rapists. TOO HARSH ON RAPISTS. ha.

It was my first weekend of University that I had my first encounter with the type of predator I would soon grow familiar with. I was at a fraternity party with some girls from my dorm and some people I had met at freshman orientation over the summer. I was drinking, of course, and dressed to the nines but in no way asking for anything. By the end of the night I was disoriented and intoxicated, unsure of which way was home. A blond All-American looking boy who lived in my dorm offered to walk home with me.

"Great!" I thought out loud. "Now I won't be walking home alone!!"

Ha. How cute.

This "nice" guy did walk me home, but instead of dropping me at the second floor where my room was, he took me to the 7th floor. In front of his dorm door, he tried to kiss me and I did a quick spin to get out of the way. He then took me to the floor common room where I collapsed onto the couch drowsy from alcohol and trying to reorient myself.

"This is not my floor," I slurred and closed my eyes trying to figure out how why he had brought me here. But then the reason became clear when I opened my eyes and I was in an unwilling staring contest with his one-eyed pocket snake that he was attempting to put on my face or in my hand, it was very unclear.

I swatted it away, giggling "haha is that it?" hinting not so subtly that I found his cock to be disappointing in size. He was visibly thrown off by such a comment and I had pulled myself together to get up and make a dash for the stair well.

I made it away safely, stumbling down the 5 flights of stairs to my own floor and room.

What a welcome to college life.

Since we lived in the same dorm which also housed the closest dining hall, I saw him over and over again. He got my number from someone in our building and added me on Facebook. He must have mistaken my drunkenness for actual interest and persistently messaged me. He actually thought I was interested.

But I've always been a bit twisted. Eventually, I grew annoyed and bored with simply rejecting him with false plans and assignments. A month or so later, he messaged me again. His roommate was out. I didn't have any pressing homework or plans, so I agreed to go up to the 7th floor. I met him in his room, and began my game.

He expressed how hurt he was at my little commentary that first weekend of classes. I played along and subtly patronized him. I let him kiss me, I enjoy a good kiss every now and then. His kissing was subpar, and I told him.

Again he pulled out his unimpressive member. I was bored of him and knew his sexual skill would provide me no pleasure. He sat on the bottom bunk of the beds typical of college dorms and I sat across from him in one of those round chairs also typical of college dorms.

He was toying with his tiny dick and I was toying with him. He was right were I wanted him.

I sat back in my chair.
"It's still unimpressive. Show me how you do it by yourself. I want to watch," I said with feigned interest.

He began to furiously masturbate in front of me, in a pathetic 2 finger grasp, that was all he needed.

I continued to harass him and he continued to masturbate. I was growing bored but he was getting into it. He was actually enjoying it. I didn't intend for him to enjoy this. I was humiliating him, I was making him feel small. He was in no way ever going to be able to please me. As his interest grew, my interest faded.

But in one last stroke of brilliance, I faked a phone call as he was about to cum.

"I need to take this," I told him, knowing full well he was about to reach his sweet release. But his orgasm was none of my concern and as the door clicked behind me I heard that last grunt of his.

He never called me again after that.

Make My Day you little bitches

Currently in SOUTH FLORIDA 

Booking sessions June 29-July 2

I come up with great sessions I would love to do all the time. The problem is finding the person who really is willing to do whatever I want. There are people out there, I know. I can't be the only weirdo who thinks of these types of things. So here it is, 11 session ideas that I need the right slaves for.

1. BEACH DAY PUBLIC SESSION: Whatever your fetish, I want to figure out a way to session on the beach. I want to hear the waves crashing mixed with your pleading. I want to feel the sun on My skin as you worship My feet. Instead of My creative rope bondage, I want to sip a tropical drink while you dig a hole for Me to burry you in. I want to then use your face as a footrest while I finish My mojito. 
2. SPA DAY: I want to go to a day spa with one of My friends and I want you to watch Me get pampered. I want you to be jealous when I am getting a pedicure. Then after you've had your full of humiliation of being the guy staring at Me in the spa, I will send you to run errands for Me so that I can fully relax after My day at the spa. Afterwards, if you've completed your chores, I will allow you to worship My feet and be My foot stool.
3. BOARD GAME OBJECTIFICATION: I know I've talked about this one before, but I still haven't done it. I want to turn a man into My personal board game. I want to have him serve Me for a game night then when We are ready, he will be Our board game. The rules will be arbitrary and made up as We go. Might include just about anything, We can get pretty creative.
4. POETRY SLAVE: I want to read poetry out loud while you worship My feet. I want to put together an anthology of dirty tantalizing poems tailored to drive you wild. I will read them so passionately while you show your appreciation for My gift of words at my feet. It will be a literary experience you won't soon forget.
5. LET IT EAT CAKE: I want to step in cake. I want to feel the sugary goodness of the frosting between My toes. I want to watch you painstakingly lick every bit of frosting off My cute little toes, only to watch Me step in the cake and have to start all over again. I want to watch as you enjoy the delicious treat on My delicious feet. I want to fuck your little mouth with My frosted toes. I want to watch your struggle not to choke. Then, only when I have had My fill of fun, you will carefully clean both My feet and whatever other mess what made in the process. No one likes a messy slave.
6. POOL BOY SLAVE: One of My favorite parts of summer is hanging out at the pool or on the beach. Whats better than lounging by a body of water and soaking up the sun? Well, thats where you come in. I want a pool boy slave for the day. While I am lounging and relaxing, your only objective is to make My day better. Whether its watermelon or a mojito, you will fulfill and serve Me in whatever way I see fit. Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll ask you to help Me apply sunblock.  
7. LOLLIPOP CUCKOLD: You know you aren't worthy of My sexual attention and you crave to see Me with a real man, but you are so below real man that I don't think you even deserve to even see that. What you can see is Me licking a unicorn pop. I love lollipops and know how to eat them to drive any man crazy. Let Me tease you and show you how I'd treat a real man. How pathetic you are. Humiliation by lollipop is one sweet desire.
8. BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE CIA:  If you've seen Me before, you know that I am a cerebral creature. I find the psychology of BDSM to be one of the most appealing aspects. So when the CIA advanced interrogation report became public, I was enthralled. You better book Me for the weekend because this is going to take a while. I want to sit down and go through the advanced interrogation techniques and create a list of techniques to test out on you. Luck for you one of my favorite activities is water boarding.
9. HOME GOODS SLAVE: A Goddess like Me deserves to live in a temple. We will go to various botiques as I acquire the finishing luxurious touches to complete my dream apartment. I have a fetish for nice housewares. I find it extremely arousing and comforting to be surrounded by nice things. I want to elevate My apartment to that level. It is nice now, but imagine how much better dinner will taste when I make it on the new pans you bought for. If you're lucky, I will let you eat it with a knife and fork like a civilized person. If not, you will eat from a bowl on My new kitchen floor like the dog you are.
10. PUBLIC ASH TRAY: Imagine the looks on peoples faces when I start using your mouth as My own personal ashtray. We looked like any other couple in the park till I leaned over and exhaled thick smoke all over your face. We appeared normal till I quietly asked you to get on your knees in front of me and open your mouth. It was a beautiful day out and I didn't want to waste it in the dungeon. Now, open your mouth and swallow My ash like I know you so desperately want to.
11. NPR BONDAGE: I am a huge nerd and I love listening to NPR. I love to learn about a variety of topics as well as keep up to date on various news items. I also love bondage. So why not combine the two? I would love to listen to This American Life while I put you in extremely restrictive bondage. I want to watch you squirm in my rope while Serial plays in the back ground. I want to watch you relax into your binds as Ask Me Another fills the room. 

Make My day bitches. 

I hear "I'll do anything you want" every day, step up and prove it. Make My dreams come true. Don't be a selfish little bitch. See you soon.