Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Wrapping up my Los Angeles trip, it has been scorchingly hot in the time I've been down here. It was in the 90s when I arrived and has cooled down a bit to the 80s. But boy, after living in mellow San Francisco for almost a decade, the weather here makes me feel like I'm melting!

This week has been filled with family, shopping and fun. I checked out the Los Angeles Fetish Ball on Saturday night at the Key Club. I bumped into Kumi there, among other fellow San Franciscans who made the trek south for the two-night event. Of course, there is the Slick fetish ball in the City when I get back. Actually, Slick is just one event in a series which starts today called "Five Days of Fetish". Should be a blast...

I had a great time hanging out at Jessica Kane's space where I ran into Pandora and met Kavaen Cloake who so kindly invited me to do a cameo in one of her scenes. All very cool ladies :-)

Gotta run and do some last-minute shopping. Nothing beats the clothes to be found in LA.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

I had the pleasure of indulging in a new fetish the other day. Oh yes, it was so much fun! You see, a few weeks ago I was inspired to pay a visit to a smoke shop and purchase tobacco-free cigarettes so that I could do a smoking scene.

And so I was delighted when a submissive humbly requested his desire to be my human ashtray. We did a great roleplay where I was a conniving student blackmailing my perverted teacher. Yup, I was the bad girl, the kind who gets caught cutting class to smoke cigarettes in the bathroom. But boy did I get my revenge in detention ;-)

Whatever the scenario, I love the attitude one can embody when holding a lit cigarette between the fingers -- a haughtiness that can veer from breathy sophistication to swaggering brutality. Strutting around this helplessly enslaved man, blowing smoke in his face then grabbing his chin and tapping my ashes into his gaping mouth. The smoke swirling heavily around the darkened room, slowly exhaled from my softly pursed lips. Ah, what a wicked thrill.

Now I can almost hear some of my loyal slaves expressing concern for their Mistress' health. No worries my dear ones. I will not be turning into a chimney any time soon. I smoked on and off from my teenage years to my early 20s, mostly socially in the States and a little more when travelling. As they say, when in Rome... Anyways, I stopped altogether a few years ago at the behest of my lover who detested the habit.

Lucky for me, I have never felt any nicotine cravings. I simply liked the physical sensation and tactile experience of smoking. Now it's been so long since I've had tobacco in my system that if I try to smoke a real cigarette, I feel sick to my stomach.

So there you have it. Human ashtrays may apply for service immediately, to be used whenever the mood strikes me. Just don't expect any tobacco in that smoke!

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Damn, I walked into Good Vibrations the other day to buy a new Malibu Terra-Firma and was told they no longer carry my favorite strap-on! Oh well, I guess I'll just have to look elsewhere. Not to badmouth the place. They did give out great little "care packages" at the dyke march during Pride weekend. Speaking of the march, I happened to be sitting in meditation all day when I got a call from another prominent local pro domme. She invited me to a gathering of sex workers at her dungeon that evening -- a pre-party of sorts for the big march. I arrived to find several other well-known and established players in the domme biz. It was great catching up with everyone, then heading outside to march in the sex workers contingent. We carried signs and chanted. Eventually I eased out into the crowd to watch all the lovely ladies. Serious pussy power. Yeah, I love that event :-)

Thursday, July 7, 2005

The world can be a crazy place. Sometimes beautiful, sometimes awful. The madness in London. We hear of such things and are momentarily torn away from the petty crises of our daily lives. In the face of chaos and uncertainty, we are reminded of what really matters.

Truth be told, it is no coincidence that I began all of this -- being Mistress Xia -- shortly after the terror hit home in the U.S. I decided there was no time to waste worrying about what others might think. I wanted to live each moment to the fullest, pursue my dreams and share the gifts of my spirit with others. And so it goes... carpe diem my friends.