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Greedy – A Financial Domination Book Review by Mistress Kiara

So first of all, let Me start by saying a couple things. I’ve been around the Domination scene for about 10 years now. I’ve done online, cam, clips, phone, IM, and real time. I’ve done fetish and femdom and financial and everything in between. I had never heard of this book before last night in the chatroom at Findoms.com when a new girl came into the room after just having been cam verified. This girl said, “I’ve just finished reading Greedy and I’m ready to take money from men!” She stayed around for a bit, asking some rather amateurish questions, (Do you ladies have any slaves? What is the best way to start, etc), but I didn’t think much of it. Everybody starts somewhere, right? But she just kept pushing that point “How do I get slaves? How do I start taking money from men now?” and not listening to the good information given to her by the veterans in the chatroom. Basically what I’m saying here is that she came off sounding like an instadomme who didn’t give a shit for the fetish of financial domination, wanted a quick buck, and would burn out as soon as she learned that this was NOT a ‘get rich quick scam.’

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So I got curious and looked at some of the Amazon reviews for this book. Many were positive, but some were very negative, and it’s the negative ones which caught my eye. The reviews said that this book made some seriously false claims about the BDSM community, and Pro Dommes in particular. Being a Pro Domme Myself, I was a bit offended… It got me thinking – is this REALLY how we want to represent our fetish (which is already not taken seriously) to new girls trying to get involved? I started looking into the author then, a Mistress that I had never heard of who goes by the name of Madam Sossette. She lists on her website that she has nearly 10 years experience in the BDSM world and has ‘worked with submissives on an international level.’ Her website looks rather childish (and I’m not throwing stones here! There are rainbows and sock puppets (No, really SOCK PUPPETS!) and not much else – not even any pictures of the author/Mistress in question here) but she uses the word ‘puppets’ to describe her subs, which is a term I enjoy as well. Not being someone to sweat the $5 on Amazon (especially with the wealth of gift cards I’ve been getting lately), I bought the book.

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The ‘book’ was a (very short) 59 pages. I finished it in less than an hour. First thing I notice is that it’s from 2013 and that it says ‘first edition,’ so it might be a little out of date. But hey, I’ve been doing this since 2005 and I know as well as any of you that things come and go easily in this world. Chapter 1 was basically the credits and thank-yous. Chapter 2 was where the real meat-and-potatoes started. Right away, I could tell that something was amiss with My initial feelings toward the book…

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This woman knows what She’s talking about. Plain and simple. From chapter 2′s intro, it is clear that she knows what’s up in the world of both private and professional BDSM. Yes, she mentions professional Dommes who she knows have slept with their clients. She also mentions that the number of times she has witnessed that can be displayed on one hand. She discusses rinsing immediately and the ‘pay cuz I’m cute’ style ‘findoms’ which have cropped up in recent years. She discusses finding your own niche and exploiting it, rather than trying to be a ‘Queen-of-all-trades,’ to coin a phrase, which is a pitfall I see many new girls fall into. She even disucsses (Heaven forbid!) budgeting with your slaves so that their relationships can continue to flourish with you instead of being completely drained and then left to rot. And then (most importantly, in My view) she discusses the high… That wonderful feeling of elation, the rush that getting a tribute gives the MISTRESS. Not the boner it gives the puppet. But the surge of pleasure it gives the Ones that matter MOST in this relationship – the Dommes.

Chapter 3 discusses the big 3 – Safe, Sane and Consensual, Risck Awareness Consensual Kink, and Personal Responsibility Informed Consensual Kink. Obviously the first 2 aren’t used too much in the online scene – it’s that third one that I feel the boys who ‘risk it all’ with findom refuse to acknowledge. Yes, your actions have consequences. You need only look through a few of My blog posts to see that… She wins My heart with talking of the risks of shibari (My favorite form of bondage), of knowing how far you are able to take YOURSELF and YOUR OWN SKILLSET, not just your partner’s hard limits. She tells you about headspace, about not working when you feel like shit. Yes, I know it’s customary to see “I’m having a bad day so TRIBUTE ME!” but that is not the same as going “I’m having a bad day so I’m going to try to make My subby insert something too big in his ass so he rips it just because I know he would do it for Me.” Furthermore, she flips to the other side of the coin and tells of the responsibility We Dommes have of telling our SUBS “no” when THEY are in the wrong headspace and wanting to take play too far. She discusses how dangerous things like forced intoxication can be when they are done without first knowing what you are doing and then secondly preparing a contingency plan for if/when things go poorly. She brings up safe words of varying intensity, limits (both hard and soft), and then tells you the potential repercussions of ignoring such things…

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Chapter 4 brings it into the here-and-now with ‘where do you go as a newbie Findom?’ She addresses the sock puppet thing. It’s glorious. I love it and I accept it completely. Please be my friend, Mistress Sossette? You are a genius. PS: I’m skipping the ‘summary’ part of this chapter because you need to read her book. Seriously. Chapter 5 discusses payment processors other than paypal, about how Amazon GC are NOT ALWAYS THE BEST, and even a little bit about taxes. Chapter 6 discusses the scammers (you freaks know who you are…) and time wasters (yes, you too…) and how to avoid them. There is information on where to promote to get yourself out there in the beginning, and even how to manage your social media profiles.

All in all, I think this book needs to be read by all the new girls. There wasn’t much information that was new to Me personally, but I know that it would cut down on the many mistakes I see on new profiles, or even profiles of Dommes who have a few years under their belts. There was only one part that I personally disagreed with, and that was in the “Stupid Questions” section about blackmail. Consensual blackmail, in my opinion, is an understood fantasy-based fetish that can be enjoyed between two consenting adults. That is all I will say on the matter.

Anyway, that’s really all I have to say about the book. (Only 6 paragraphs? That’s all? What is this, a book report?) It was great and it is a must-read for the new Girls on the scene in My opinion. And it was written by a sock puppet ;3

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Life Comes First – A piece by Mistress Kiara

So I haven’t updated since My birthday, and there’s a good reason for that. Shortly after, an uncle of Mine who had been like a father to Me passed away. It was sudden and completely unexpected. It caught My boyfriend and I so off guard – I was pretty much non functional for a month. Uncle G was a workaholic. He wanted so badly to leave behind a legacy (not to mention an inheritance!) for his ‘kids’ that he neglected his own life in order to make sure that he did as much work as possible. He put up with bullshit form everyone just to make some money to stow away, and he neglected his personal health (having 3 stress heart attacks and a final one that did him in). Frankly, that’s crap.

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So here’s the deal. I am NOT going to be like Uncle G. I am not going to kowtow to any sub with a buck in his hand and his cock in the other. I am NOT going to fulfill your every fetish. I am going to CONTINUE to be the sexy, Perfect Princess that I always have been. And guess what – if you don’t like it, you can fuck off.

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In the spirit of saying fuck what everyone else thinks, I’ve done something I’ve always wanted to do – I gave Myself dreadlocks. They look fucking adorable, and I’m SO happy with them! I’m even more of a sexy punk bitch Princess than before! And if you don’t like it, you can fuck off…

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Here’s the biggest thing you need to understand – I’m a financial domination Princess, which means I don’t NEED your money… I just WANT it… I deserve it… It makes Me HAPPY. And THAT is why you serve Me. you don’t want to serve someone who NEEDS the money to pay the rent. you don’t want to serve someone who NEEDs your tributes to pay Her bills. you want to serve a spoiled bitch pampered Princess like Me. And if our other kinks happen to line up as well, that’s all the more fun to be had for the both of us ;3

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Between real time sessions (which I LOVE!), Mistress Phone Sex, Femdom cam sessions, fetish clips that I sell, bratty Princess IM/texting session, and drive-by tributes that I receive, I am rolling in the dough. In fact, I’m going to buy Myeslf a new car this week, just because I can. But all that’s just extra… I am independently wealthy. I don’t need any of it. I just WANT and DESERVE it. So now that you know exactly where you stand in My life (which is NOwhere unless you please Me in some way), let Me lay it on the line for you…

If you don’t like My sexy new dreads, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I do real time sessions, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like My sexy punky style, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I take time out of femdom for My personal life, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I’m not as tiny as some other Mistresses, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I’m an opinionated BITCH, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I don’t get involved with the Domme Drama scene, you can fuck off.

If you don’t like that I charge for My services, you can DEFINITELY FUCK OFF!

Until next time, freaks….

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Foot Night Detroit – Special Guest Post by Mistress Malvasia

Mistress Malvasia was a huge hit at this past weekend’s foot night Detroit! In this special guest blog post, She talks all about the fun She had with all the feet slaves at foot night:

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Saturday afternoon, most people do household chores, shopping, or go out for a nice dinner; what does a Domme like Me do? Footnight! That’s right My perfect self trekked over to the Larry Flynt’s Hustler Club and had one of the best nights of My life! I dragged a few helpless potential Dommes along with for the ride too. Nothing better than expanding the horizon of those vanilla, but curious to Our wild and off color life style, victims. As soon as I pulled those hulking doors and entered that club I knew it was going to be one hell of a night. My first greeting came from the wonderful and, lets be honest, most adorable and charming Warren. He’s the mastermind behind Foot night and has been for many years. A foot man himself, he always is very friendly and totes a lot of pie. Yes, pie. So many foot slaves love to suck all kinds of goodies off yummy toes and heels. Warren makes it such a pleasant and easy experience. Every detail perfectly planned down to the cleaning supplies to make sure sanitation and safety is being practiced; which honestly really made Me happy. I’m all for a good foot sucking but to be stuck with sticky sugary delight covered digits for 6hrs, yeah no thanks. Warren was even nice enough to walk Me around the club a bit and show Me whats what knowing I was a newbie to this type of party.

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Fun began in the dressing room below the club itself. Huge room full of so many mirrors that I could see every perfect inch of My Goddess body as I had never seen them before. And yes I did stand and stare at the splendor for a bit, I mean come on. Girl after girl came in, all giddy and excited knowing the fun to come. We all joked around about what to expect, shared odd experiences, and yes compared boob size. I WIN! Anyway, once all dressed to kill and heels to die for, We all scampered upstairs and continued the giggle fest while We waited for our foot friends to show. I was very pleased to see how relaxing and genuine these girls all were. Not a single uncomfortable soul to be found.

One by one the bright eyed and eager foot sluts began to show up. It was a surprise to see the vast array of men and women who showed to worship our feet. All walks of life were there and it was all due to mutual love of feet. I was sitting at the bar at the point that My first client shyly mosied on up to Me. He had a look all over his face like he had just seen a unicorn. A oddly tattood, pierced, crazy colorfully-haired unicorn. He couldn’t help himself.

“Um, uh…You are just stunning and i have to get to know you Miss.” He reaches out for a hand shake.

I firmly grab his hand with all My dominant glory ,”Well of course you do silly boy. I’m Miss Mal. Shall we?”

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We make the great fucking climb up those damn stairs of doom, as I’d be calling them by the end of the night, and get up to the private rooms. These rooms are spacious and not in the slightest creepy. Very well lit, nice and clean, with a big spacious couch to sprawl on if need be, and a Fucking giant nude of a woman. Each picture  different but no matter what room, boobies galore! Anyway… We choose a room and cracked the door per Warrens/clubs rules. I took My place on the couch and My client handed Me a 20. I was amazed to find that it was 20 dollars for 10 min of My time. Just a beautiful thing! I kept time with My phone and and soon as I hit that start button My sub hit the floor like a bomb warning just sounded! He explained that he just wanted to lay there as I did what I wanted. Needless to say with My Goddess feet and skills, I had him in subspace in no time. He lay there motionless except for his mouth. His tongue flicking wildly to try and sneak a taste as I rubbed and caressed his stubbly face.  My favorite part of this particular client was when he begged to be smothered and had to struggle for air. I’d place My feet, now sweaty and sticky because of the blaringly bright ass lights beating down on us, onto his face and press down. I could feel his gasps for air in between moans of pleasure.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The timer went off and time was up, but My client was still down, and soon to stay there. As he tried to get up he fell straight back down, subspace had him by the balls.

Laughing I said, “you are welcome for that.”

“For what Miss Mal?”

“Subspace lil one, the reason you fell to your knees and lay there drunk with ecstasy.”

“That’s what this is? Ive never felt like this before Miss Mal.”

“Again, you are welcome.”

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There were many many more experiences like this to follow. My night finally concluded with exchanging numbers with a few girls who were aspiring Dommes and want to join our troop. I was ecstatic to share this information with Mistress Kiara. Even a few of My clients begged to give Me their info so that they can serve Me regularly like, which made Me a happy Mal. The topper to the cake of wonderful was yet again Warren. He gave Me a hearty hug and demanded that I come back soon, soon being May 3rd for the next event! It was a great time and I will never forget My first Footnight party! It will definitely NOT be My last~

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-Miss Mal

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Financial Domination & Destruction are Mistress Kiara’s Nature

So I was taking My nightly bath last night and I decided to use My bath bomb that I picked up from Whole Foods the day that Mistress Malvasia and I went out to lunch with that German pay slut. It started out fine, I ran the bath, plopped the bath bomb in, and sat back to relax.

But after a couple minutes, I found Myself staring at the bath bomb… It spun and wiggled as it fizzed and broke apart, as if it were struggling against its fate. I picked it up, keeping it under water, and watched the ‘smoke’ roiling out of it. I kept turning it around under water, looking at all the facets and divots of it as it slowly came apart in My hands. I was entranced.

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I was incapable of stopping Myself from picking off the little bits that stuck out as softer than the rest. And what’s more, I found Myself grinning the whole time. As it started to get toward the end, the bath bomb started to fizz and ‘smoke’ faster. But it wasn’t enough. I grabbed it in My hands and crushed it, watching huge plumes of ‘smoke’ flow out from between My delicate fingers. I ground what was left of the bath bomb into powder and let it go. Only then did I lay back to enjoy My bath.

But as I lay there in the bubbles with the jacuzzi jets massaging My back and legs, I started thinking about that insatiable need to pick at the weak spots of that bath ball, and how that is basically a metaphor for My existence as a Domme (both findom and femdom). Financial Domination & Destruction are simply who I am, not just what I do. When I meet a potential new sub, be it online for a findom session, on the phone through Niteflirt, or in person for a real time femdom session, I can’t help but study them closely until I find their weak spots. And then, once I’ve pointed them all out to Myself, I start to poke at them.

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I’m gentle at first, they probably don’t even notice to be honest. If they do, they shrug it off and ignore it. But as the session or meeting wears on, I become more insistent upon getting the reaction I want… I make the weak spots I’ve sought out grow, causing wounds in psyche of the sub in question. If he hasn’t noticed it by this point, he soon will – but it doesn’t matter, because it’s already too late.

When I make demands of My subs, there is always a reason for it, even if it is not clear to them at the time. The timing, the amount of the tribute, the exact nature of the femdom assignment, all of these facets are carefully thought out and planned by Me. From the moment a sub shows Me weakness, I begin planning how to tear that little niche in his armor apart, using all the tools at My command to widen that small breach in his hide to a gaping wound… And I love every minute of it.

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Just like My bath bomb, you wiggle and writhe; you try to escape your fate, but I am too strong. I am too smart. I am too Perfect. And then, unlike the bath bomb, you begin to enjoy it. you don’t only enjoy it, you CRAVE it. you BEG for it. Even knowing that you will be destroyed by Me, you NEED Me. you know that, as soon as you become useless to Me, you will be crushed by Me and forgotten to dissolve into the periphery of My life.

But unlike the bath bomb, you can, and more often than not DO come back. you gather what little of yourself you can and contact Me again. It may not be right away – sometimes it’s YEARS down the line, after I’ve already all but forgotten about you completely. But when you come back to Me, you are already broken… you may THINK you’ve mended your wounds, but you are just fooling yourself.  And what’s more, I already know all of your little weaknesses… I know just exactly what buttons to push, what words to say, what assignments to give… I know when to demand tribute, when to simply ask for it, when to slyly suggest it, and when to simply mention a trigger word or two – findom, financial domination, gifts, servitude, be a ‘good boy,’ etc. And then, just like before, you crumble before Me.

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But there is something different when a sub returns to Me. When a sub returns to Me after being destroyed by My wiles, he is changed on some deep, fundamental level. It’s as though, deep down, he knows what’s coming, and he’s ready for it. Or at least he thinks he is… Sometimes he’ll try to game the system once or twice – pretending that he doesn’t have those weaknesses anymore, pretending that he’s ‘gotten over’ his financial domination addiction. But we both know the truth… you’ll never escape.

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Findom – it’s Who Bella Vendetta Is!

Lots and Lots of potential clients, friend and fellow Dommes have been asking Me about My policies on financial Domination.

The concept of money, CASH specifically and the power it brings is nothing new to Me

 

but over the past few years I have more and become a lover of financial domination.

 

I think it started when I began feature dancing and stripping. I really and honestly was turned on by the CASH, convincing men to hand over their hard earned money was what had Me turned on all night. If they needed to fool themselves into thinking that they were objectifying Me and shaming Me that was fine. I was the one in complete control. And I was the one at the end of the night uncrumpling My money, straightening it out, making it all face the same direction, and feeling My pussy get wet as I counted it.

 

Pro Domming also brought Me great joy when I got paid. I LIKED being paid in cash. It’s much different than waiting for a paycheck, or direct deposit. Sex work is attractive on many levels because of the nature of the cash transactions.

 

Things like porn, camwork, phonework, even some sessions as a Domina, video sales, clips etc, that’s all money you have to WAIT to get. And you bet your sweet ass some (probably man) is getting a big chunk out of it before it gets to you anyway. I have always hated the notion of paying someone else to be able to get money that I worked for. Cam sites take SO MUCH of your money (streamate the company I cam for I only get 35% of ALL the money I make. So think about THAT next time you wanna complain about My rates there) When I was a stripper there was a;lways house fees, bouncers to tip, bartenders to tip, room fees, locker fees, house mom fees, fucking fees for everything. Somebody was always getting a big bite out of My money.

 

(And as a pornographer:, lawyers, graphic designers, photographers, billing companies, web hosting, editors AND credit card companies are taking a shit ton of your money)

I started loving financial Domination even MORE!

I was never one of those pornstars who asked for things off her wishlist. But then I started. Fuck it, why not? I fucking DESERVE to be spoiled.

 

I AM a motherfuckign GODDESS>

I DO work My ass off just to make it in this crazy world as an artist.

I’m not some 19 year old stripper whipper I have studied psychology, I have 13 years training and experience, I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I AM DOING AND I DESERVE TO BE PAID WELL FOR DOING IT.

I’m not saying I understand or am even into EVERY single fetish (and anyone who tells you they are doesn’t know shit about bdsm culture)

but there ARE some things I am great at

One of them is being skilled in the power dynamic behind FINDOM and financial domination.

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Financial Domination can take many forms

it can be a weekly tribute you pay to Me in exchange for keeping your dirty secrets, for not leaking scandalous photos that we may have taken during our session time together, for an exchange of texts or emails letting you know how I am spending your money, maybe photos of the new expsnesive shoes I used your credit card to pay for

It really depends on what you are looking for and what your specific fetish involving money is

 

 

Some people just like that wonderful feeling they get of sending a beautiful woman something nice off her wishlist

maybe it will make you feel good to contribute to something that Makes ME a happier and better Woman.

Yoga classes, boxing classes, professional massages,

gift certificates to My favorite restaurants, new computer and photography equipment, nice hotel rooms when I travel, vet appointments for My dogs, repairs on My car?

You want to be My little Pay Piggie?

You want to shower Me with affection and gifts?

 

 

Perhaps you want Me to take all of your power away

submit to Me so completely that you let Me take control of your finances. How and when you spend your money.

Some slaves have a blackmail contract, and even a fee they can use to get out of it if they so desire.

The dynamic of a pay pig and a Mistress is one that takes a lot of trust.

I have no time for time wasters.

Are you interested in a real FinDom?

Are you looking for someone that will get the same thrill out of accepting your money as you get giving it to Me?

 

 

I always tell anyone interested in power exchange and money dynamics with me, to begin by sending Me a polite letter of introduction, and something nice off My wishlist.

There’s lots of guys out there who are into the FANTASY of this fetish, but not the actual practice and will waste countless hours exchanging emails without actually spending a dime.

SO: set yourself apart, it will go far in showing Me that you are for real.

Here’s some photos for you to enjoy, of Me enjoying money from slaves, and that I had worked very hard for from a photoshoot.

THAT is what a happy sex worker looks like.

ALONE, covered in money and expensive hosiery and shoes. (gifts from slaves)

This is Me in My natural state

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The Reformed Slacker by Mistress B

I look like a mermaid! I will eat you alive.

I look like a mermaid!
I will eat you alive.

Lately I have been working my ass off, filming, editing, posting, phone calls, cam sessions. The only difference between now and my usual scheduled effort is that up until recently.. ok, I’ll admit it, I’ve always really just taken the slacker approach. I do well for myself, but have known for a while, if I put in more of an effort, I’ll get more out of it. (Does the word, duh come rushing into your minds as well after reading that last sentence?)

Of course there are plenty of merits to being a slacker.. staying up late, sleeping in late, drinking more than one martini in an evening, watching mindless TV and/or substantial movies.

But, you know, in all actuality, this is kinda nice too:

Woot!

Woot!

For the first time in my career I’m actually updating My Clips4Sale Store as much as My Kinkbomb Studio and the response is enough to make this goddess giddy. I’ve always pushed KB and never really put much effort into C4S because of the commission difference and as we established earlier, well, I can be a fucking slacker when it comes to updating; ok?? Well, I can be, but as we also established earlier, I haven’t been.

In November, when all of this “reformed slacker” stuff began, I had my second best month ever on Kinkbomb. Then, in January, I eclipsed that total.  And now in February, things are only getting better for me and my greedy little wallet on various different websites!

So, been busting ass filming new clips..

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Awwwhhh; are you a little, lonely loser?

Posting previously-filmed Vegas clips (and there’s so many more to come!):

Li'l piggy is "Taken & Blackmailed!" featuring Goddess Jessica & Mistress Morgan

Li’l piggy is “Taken & Blackmailed!”
featuring Goddess Jessica & Mistress Morgan

And working over bitches on the phone..

The ignore call.. one of my favorite fetishes.

The ignore call.. one of my favorite fetishes.

Yes, another way I have been busting my ass more ferociously is with this new, little phone site: Sinful Call. They have been offering the most generous, and therefore genius promotions over the last few months and (being a reformed slacker) I’m just now getting around to raking in the money, but it’s happening just the same.

Add to my success, whores.

Add to my success, whores.

I won the $1,000 award in my first week on the site, raked in another dozen $100 new member bonuses, and brought in thousands more in calls and content sales! Yes, Sinful Call has added the ability for us to publish videos, audios and pic sets, so be sure to click the link below, keep me satisfied and always wanting more.

I was going to take the next contest off, but as it turns out greed does indeed feed upon itself. And I am currently once again in first place with just under 48 hours to go in the current $1,000 contest. In order to get myself established on the new site and of course win the big award in addition to all the new member bonuses, I decided to start out (like most on the site) at the low rate of $1/ minute. Can you believe that insanity?! This certainly won’t last forever and I’m feeling the need to raise my rates as of Thursday night, once the current contest ends. So it’s basically now or never, whores. Grab those needy balls, squeeze them and fucking do it. And if you’re reading this after Thursday, too bad. Call me at my normal rate (that we all know I quite simply deserve) and you can whimper about what a loser you are to have not found me sooner. Sign up and call now: http://www.sinfulcall.com/profile/the-mistress-b?ref=e6BK

I know how much you love my happiness. You probably love that even more than me, sweet mindless slut. Add to my happiness; encourage this reformed slacker to keep it rolling all year long. After all, you like all these new opportunities of worship; don’t you, boy toy? You really are a pathetic, hopeless fuckwad. Now prove it.

 

*********************************Update 2/20/14***********************************

Guess what? Yep. I won the $1,000 top prize yet again! And while doing so, I doubled my total minutes, and made crazy bank.  Now, time for a break from competition.

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My Financial Domination Fetish Explained by Mistress Kiara

There have been plenty of discussions about financial servitude, financial domination, money slavery, wallet raping, etc. your Mistress is going to shed some light on the subject and let you in on how it works from the view of a Financial Mistress. As a disclaimer, let Me say that this is from MY view, these are all MY opinions, and you don’t have to agree with them if they do not fit your views on the subject.

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First of all, let’s define fetish. Dictionary.com defines a fetish as “any object or nongenital part of the body that causes a habitual erotic response or fixation.” I must say that this is Me when it comes to financial domination and money slavery. It took a while to get used to this! Imagine finding yourself in a capitalistic society and being physically and mentally aroused by the fact that someone is giving you their hard earned money and expecting/receiving nothing (or at least nothing tangible) in return. I must admit, I felt DIRTY – like there was something wrong with Me.

And I ask some of the subs here – is that any different than how you yourself felt when you first started to explore your kinky and submissive side? Were you not awkward and unsure and even scared or disgusted by your thoughts and desires? Being a psych major, I tried to analyze Myself. I did some soul-searching and came to terms with it. This is just part of who I am, doesn’t matter why and it won’t change. So I embraced it.

Now that I’ve come to terms with My desires and allowed them to be incorporated into My lifestyle, I see financial Domination as the ultimate sacrifice. Many of My fetishes require My slaves and submissives to sacrifice their body – some even require the sacrifice of their minds. But scars heal and memories fade; debt and financial issues, however, are always oh so close at hand. To know that My financial slaves make that sacrifice to make Me happy sends shivers down My spine. There have been MANY a night when I have gotten a sizable tribute and then immediately jumped one of My boyfriends because of it. To see My slaves putting their Mistress before themselves is always a thrill, and it’s the way it should be!

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Money will always be power in this capitalistic society. Domme/sub relationships will always be about a power exchange. My subs relinquish their power to Me, their Dominant Mistress, and we both get enjoyment out of it. So it is a natural desire to want to tribute a Mistress, to exchange the symbol of power from yourself to your Goddess. Just as it is a natural desire for Me as the Financial Mistress to crave and demand this servitude.

Many who claim to be financially dominant (often referred to as ‘Insta-dommes’) say that there is nothing that the slaves get in return from financial domination. This is false. As with any other type of femdom relationship I am involved in, I give My time, My control, My Dominance, My sincerity, and I allow My slaves just a glimpse into My world. For that,M y financial slaves and I feel that there is no possible way that they could pay Me back. No matter how many gifts or tributes they send, no matter how many jobs they get, no matter how many sacrifices they make, they could never make a dent in their debt to their Goddess.

My financial slaves love to give Me tribute. I have several serving Me right now, and they literally beg Me to allow them to tribute. They seem just as awkward as I did 9 years ago. They ask ‘is it ok if I tribute you?’ as if they would somehow offend Me when, in all actuality, that’s what I want from them. I have to explain to them that it is a fetish for Me as well, and we both get off on it together.

Sometimes the more experienced ones tell Me why they tribute. Some simply know that I am deserving as their Mistress. They want Me to live the life of the Goddess that I am. They know that the purpose of a slave, financial or otherwise, is to make the life of their Mistress easier and more enjoyable. Even though I do not NEED the tributes, gifts, money, etc, they know that it makes Me happy, and that is the goal of My financial slaves. They want just for a moment for the smile on My face to be because of something that they did correctly.

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Some, of course, do it for the humiliation. Some pay just to be ignored, in fact lol. And others pay just because it’s so humiliating to have a Mistress take the money that they could have been spending elsewhere on either their girlfriends or even themselves. And what’s more humiliating than waking up after a spending binge and having your credit card declined for your morning coffee? And the best part about THAT is how it reminds you of Me every time…

I do hope that this puts it a bit more into perspective for those here who don’t quite understand what’s going on in a financial D/s relationship. I look forward to much discussion on this matter and other insights by both the Dommes and subs here.

Want more from Me? Visit My website – Mistress Kiara’s Femdom Dungeon

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International Chastity Day by Domme Kyaa

This morning was on twitter encouraging subbies to post pictures of their useless penises since a sexy new SPH clip was about to be published. While humiliating little dicks I discovered a fantastic resources for those interested in chastity and an exciting new kinky holiday that celebrates male chastity.

http://www.uberkinky.co.uk/blog/2014/01/30/international-male-chastity-day/

Mark your calendars and plan to be in chastity on the 15th of February! 

Everyone in the femdom and findom world need to know about this! I for one have noted how much more obedient a male becomes once he is kept in strict chastity. Whether they be a pay piggy, a foot sniffer, a butt-boy, a garbage eater, a cock loving bitch, a sissy in frills or just about any other type of submissively male, chastity puts my slaves’ cocks directly under my control.

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Any day that is designated specifically to celebrate, promote and encourage male chastity was sure to go on my kinky calender of twisted holidays, but since it the day after Valentines Day it makes this celebration of male chastity all the more bittersweet!

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Will you celebrate International Male Chastity Day on the 15th of this month?

Have you ever been in chastity? If so, what is the longest you have spent locked up and was it self imposed or were you under orders? If not, have you ever considered chastity or do you just love jerking off?

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Miss B’s Vegas Blog

Thanks to Miss B for allowing Us to post Her blog post here! Be sure to check out Her site as well – Listen and Obey!
Mistress blog. Sunday, January 26.
Today is the first time I have worn shoes in 5 days. I have no auditory abilities in my right ear and my cough is the only thing that has gotten more productive since returning home.
I was one of the delicious victims hit by the Vegas influenza sweeping sin city and making headlines even now as I type this. Being a gracious host, I also invited strep to nest among my upper respiratory system and between the two viruses, they created infection. What can I say? Everybody wants a piece of me.
But I’m not complaining (much); it was all worth it and I’m just grateful I didn’t get sick until after I returned home.
I am pleased to announce that I stayed true to my goals, was in bed relatively early every night and remained disciplined, only once waking hung over and that was Sunday, the day of our departure. My schedule was packed tight with shoots from noon until about 8:00 all 3 days. I filmed roughly 40 clips with 8 different top dommes and am thrilled with the content I got. Of course I would be lying if I said I wanted to only work; I wished I could have done both, partied and filmed, but I’m just not built that way. And I really only regret two things. I did not seduce Elmo on the dance floor at the Beacher’s Madhouse party hosted by Empress Delfina. (Can you imagine the street credit given to those who have freaked with that hairy, red beast? Or with this red-haired beauty?) I am also disappointed I didn’t get to witness Goddess Jessica and Princess Lyne rolling while receiving lap dances at the Rhino strip club. But lord knows, if I hadn’t gone to bed early, I probably would have been too absorbed with the tits in my over dilated vision to have noticed them. And in all actuality, had I been there, I probably would have ruined all the fun, reminding them of what Lindsey Leigh announced initially, “the water bottle being passed around is spiked with Molly!” Drunk and dehydrated, who wouldn’t guzzle from a water bottle being presented to you?
I’m getting ahead of myself, revealing my potential regrets without having gone through the whole timeline of events. Let’s back up a bit.
Wednesday, my husband Derek and I arrive in Vegas, jet lagged, hungry and cranky. One of our flights was delayed by an hour and a half causing our arrival time to be much later (boooo) but enabling us to meet Goddess Jessica at the airport (yaaaay.) Fucking love this girl and had been missing her on at least a weekly basis since she left our house in September. After a little tussle with the cab driver attendant (what? it took them like 5 minutes of staring at us, then our bags to determine all of us and our luggage wouldn’t fit in the same cab [“Fuck; so just put us in 2 separate cabs already!”] and it’s like they hadn’t heard the word fuck before. whatever) all of us and all of our bags made it to Paris without any blood shed. Paris is one of my favorite hotels in Vegas, but upon check-in, I determined their reservation policy is pretty retarded. You can reserve a room, but the sleeping accommodations are only a request and whatever is available upon check-in is what you’re limited to. Upon our arrival, our options were two queen beds or a king-sized suite. Fuck it, kinkbomb was paying for the majority of the bill, so we went with the LeMans Suite. It was spacious, gorgeous and worth it. (Pats herself on the back for a decision well-made.)
My slave boy, paul m.k.a. (mainly known as) “nub” was meeting us there and had already checked into his neighboring hotel. I got most of my shit unpacked and was fucking starving. Jess, Derek and I had plans to meet up with Bratty Nikki and Princess Lyne for drinks, but I needed to eat. Now, most people say that while camping, food tastes so great. Those are the types who have never been out to a 5-star french restaurant after flying all day to consume a slave-bought martini and meal.

Half-starved and delirious, but still able to rule over males without batting an eye.

Half-starved and delirious, but still able to rule over males without batting an eye. Giddy up, nub!

Sated, we all headed to meet Nikki and Lynne at MGM for a round of slave-purchased drinks before attending the little persons show at Beacher’s Madhouse. So sweet, so kind, much more down-to-earth than you would guess, and so fucking hottt, Bratty Nikki and Princess Lynne are also two of my favorites and I was really looking forward to hanging out with them. There were hugs and cheek kisses exchanged between us all except nub who went to fetch us a round of drinks. You know that you’re secure with yourself, your marriage and your friends when your husband has two different shades of lipstick on his cheek and neither one are from you. I miss those girls already.
We only spent about 30 minutes at the madhouse, enough time to slurp down a jell-o shot, wistfully check out Elmo on the dance floor and admire the performance of the midget Bruno Mars. It was only my first night and already past my predetermined bed time. Proud of myself for having resisted Nikki’s pouts and pleas, off to my suite I went, husband and slave in tow.
Thursday. My first shoot is with Lyne and not until 12:00, but first I have to get showered, finish unpacking, then pack for my 3 shoots since all were on location in someone else’s hotel room. I was up by 9:45, only 45 minutes after my first alarm went off! Derek got me coffee and breakfast; nub arrived to carry my bag. We get to Aria and I’m thirsty already. I order nub to get me a bloody mary and ask Lyne and Nikki if they’d like anything. “Wow B, now I see why you travel with a slave.” They have him chase down some green juice concoction and a croissant. Everybody happy, I bust out my iPad itinerary. Oh I planned ahead, writing out clip descriptions of each clip I wanted to film with each particular domme based on her strengths and attributes. Lyne was easy: boobs, feet and exercise, baby.
“Boobies, boobies, boobies. Make us giggle, make you weak. Make you become our boob zombie freak.”

“Big feet. Little feet. The best of both worlds."

“Big feet. Little feet. The best of both worlds.”

Nub got his first taste of pain in a trampling clip involving our high heels. I truly think he will be jerking off to those scars for years to come. His reward? Off to the bar to fetch me another libation.

"Wait; was this made with well vodka, 'cause I'm not feeling any warmth or loving.. damn you, nub."

Wait; was this made with well vodka, ’cause I’m not feeling any warmth or loving.. damn you, nub.

Conveniently rooming with Lyne, Bratty Nikki was my next shoot and not much of a commute at all. This woman is true class, a magnificent beauty and one of the sweetest beings to walk the earth. I’ve suspected for some time that we were the fetish equivalent to kindred spirits, dare I even say partial soul mates? My suspicion was dead on.. And although we don’t really have that much in common, I could spend months on a desert island with this woman and still manage a smile at the end of every night.

“She may be sweet to me, but you fucks get the same treatment you’ve always received and will always deserve.”

“She may be sweet to me, but you fucks get the same treatment you’ve always received and will always deserve.”

I didn’t get to film as much as I would have liked with Nikki, but that only gives me the motivation to get together with her again soon!

Off to Mina Thorne’s room for one of the shoots I was looking forward to the most. Dark and seductive, hardcore, sexy and a woman after my own fashion loves: leather, latex, lace and pinup couture. One thing I wasn’t expecting though was how incredibly fucking funny she is. I was cracking up from the moment we arrived. I was especially excited to film with this real-time domme professional because I knew she would bring the pain, the femdom, beauty, snark and sex appeal in a way no one else can. Nub was nervous, but Mina and I had a way of making him feel right at ease:

“If it’s one thing we femdommes do well, it’s adding a little color to a pathetic sub’s life.”

“If it’s one thing we femdommes do well, it’s adding a little color to a pathetic sub’s life.”

Then after a whirlwind of a film day, we had arrived at the exciting moment of deflowering the virgin. Nub is one of those shy, nerdy guys with a “cock” that barely clears 3 inches. Needless to say, he’s a virgin in all senses of the word. It’s time he faces his fate, the only sex he will ever have is up the ass and who better than to preform this deflowering than the Mistress Mina? Everyone was excited for his big moment, even Goddess Jessica came by to witness it. The momentous occasion had arrived; Mina was all strapped and lubed up, I was in position at the bitch’s face ready to offer the comforting distraction of a big cock in his mouth and out of nowhere, Jess pipes up, “You know, maybe I want to lose my strap on cherry as well.” Sure; the more the merrier!! I fitted her into my harness and we were all ready to change this poor nub’s Facebook status once and for all. Good times! What; you think you’re going to gain the whole story here? Oh no; you’ll have to wait for the video.

"Open wide, nubs!"

“Open wide, nubs!”

At this point it was already after 9:00 and we had to hustle if we were going to make the Kinkbomb kick off dinner which actually started at 9:00. Jess, Derek, nub and I hauled ass from Aria back to Paris. I couldn’t manage with just a quick wardrobe change; I had been abusing nub and filming for 9 hours in front of studio lights. I smelled like ass and had to shower. Quick in and out, a little powder, another lipstick application and we were off to the Bellagio. We managed to make it to the dinner only a modest hour and a half late. Ooops. How time flies when you’re fucking someone in the ass.
We joined the group for a cocktail, but declined the invite to the club afterwards, instead opting for our own dinner. Lyne, Jess, Derek, nub and I were starving and went for sushi. I ate over $100 of raw fish and was finally sated. Belly full of fish and vodka, overly pleased with all the great footage I got, I was feeling so good, I even allowed this bachelor buffoon to pose in a pic with us:

Drunken bachelor: “Hey I think I should be in your picture.” Jess & Lyne: “Get the fuck out of here.” B smiles sweetly, “Oh come on ladies, let’s let him be in the photo.” Pushes buffoon to floor, “On your knees, bitch."

Drunken bachelor: “Hey I think I should be in your picture.”
Jess & Lyne: “Get the fuck out of here.”
B smiles sweetly, “Oh come on ladies, let’s let him be in the photo.”
Pushes buffoon to floor, “On your knees, bitch.”

Friday. Shauna Ryanne is expected at my room at 12:45. Yay; I get to sleep in! However there is no rest for the pathetic, and nub is to be awake, alert and at my beck and call from 10:00am. He doesn’t disappoint and comes round with coffee and milk for my smoothie at 10:30. He is dismissed until 12:30 at which point he will help Shauna with her gear and be ready for filming and drink duty.
I hadn’t really ever talked to Shauna until she reached out requesting to film with me prior to Vegas and I’m sure glad she did. This smokin’ red head and I meshed really well together as did our fashion style. She is such a sweetheart and we had a grand time abusing nub and the camera. By the time we were done with our first round of clips, he was shaking. Not from fear, being trampled with heels or anal insertions, but for the first time, nub was shaking from arousal. See, Shauna didn’t know much about nub, didn’t know of his inexperience with the fairer sex and after a smothering clip where she pressed his face deep into her voluptuous bosom, he was done for. After the camera stopped rolling, knowing the truth of what was going on, I couldn’t help but break down giggling. During this clip, she had suggested he was probably a virgin and that’s why he was shaking. Little did she know, she had hit the nub on the head, calling him out for exactly what he was.

"In a scissorhold with his balls being punched, he's still the envy of all you losers."

“In a scissorhold with his balls being punched, he’s still the envy of all you losers.”

I had other shoots that evening, but they ended up canceling on me. Well, lesson learned. This just gave me the opportunity for more delightful conversation with Shauna, a dirty martini and some solo clips with nub.

"He fetches drinks, takes it up the ass and makes a darn good pony."

“He fetches drinks, takes it up the ass and makes a darn good pony.”

I took it easy for the rest of the evening. A quiet dinner with my man and my fav partner in crime, Goddess Jessica. Then nub took us to see a show.

"Smile; we hate you!"

“Smile; we hate you!”

Saturday. My last day of filming and the night I vowed I was going to let it all out. For months I had been preparing for this trip, went on a 30-day no drinking detox, started seeing my trainer 3 days a week, hadn’t eaten carbs in who knows how long and I had been looking forward to this for some time. I was giving myself this one night to party hard and throw all caution, all discipline, all responsibility to the wind. But first I had three more shoots, starting with Lindsey Leigh. This girl is awesome! There’s no other word to describe her and any of you that have met her know exactly what I’m talking about. She gave nub a black eye during our first clip!

"Ice on the face, Lindsay's foot on his balls... He's fine."

“Ice on the face, Lindsay’s foot on his balls… He’s fine.”

She’s a spitfire whirlwind of enthusiastic energy and the only person I’ve ever met who is EXACTLY the same on camera as she is off camera. I really admire this about her. Plus she’s got a hell of a pucker on her; makes me all tingly to think about it again.. her lips on my breasts, my hands on her hips, there was tongue and teeth in all the right ways. Woooh, (fanning myself) you’ll have to buy the clip to see for yourself. There’s no way in hell you fucks deserve to see those pics without paying.
Jess came to collect Lindsey for lunch just as Cheyenne Jewel arrived..! Here’s another Vegas local with whom I was really looking forward to filming. I thought it was straight-up adorable; in almost every email exchange we made, she would end our correspondence with, “remember I’m a switch so feel free to use me.” Adorable. And yes sweets, I planned on it and was looking forward to it. Most of you shit stains don’t know (because I have yet to offer such privileged information) but I really, REALLY get off on dominating women and Cheyenne was such a professional peach which made it all that much more enjoyable.

"And ticklish too?! This was my kind of girl."

“And ticklish too?! This was my kind of girl.”

I took full advantage of her switch attributes and had a lot of fun with this divine specimen, although I don’t know that nub can say the same.

"Well, that's what you get for being a bottom bitch in a room with 4 tops."

“Well, that’s what you get for being a bottom bitch in a room with 4 tops.”

Another in a long list of dommes I was looking forward to filming with, Mistress Morgan (Diabolical Domme) arrived. This up and coming domme is quickly making her way to the top and so sue me if I wanted to board that train. It wasn’t all about that though, I sincerely appreciate individuality and really like this chick’s style. Noir, punk, alternative, goth, whatever you want to call it, I dig it. I knew we would mesh well physically, but was surprised by how unbelievably well we meshed mentally. Normally when filming with another for the first time, you stumble a bit, interrupting one another on occasion; this never happened with us. It was delightful. Plus she is a smoker, and as many of you know, this is a vice I gave up last January…. but should I really deny smoking fetishists the allure of a billowing cloud exhaled from my mouth when such a perfect opportunity falls in my lap? I didn’t think so either.

"Bubbles and beauty.. Who needs a smoking fetish?"

“Bubbles and beauty.. Who needs a smoking fetish?”

After having managed to work bathing into my filming schedule, I was damn ready to party. ‘Mon Ami Gabi’ my favorite Vegas restaurant awaited us.

"How delicious.. and the dinner was good too!"

“How delicious.. and the dinner was good too!”

Goddess Jessica, Mistress Morgan, Derek, nub and I ate warm brie, crusty French bread, roasted potatoes, grilled scallops, bacon-wrapped beef, haricot certs, blue cheese-stuffed olives and drank chilled grey goose. I admit to not only not being able to finish my meal, but feeling a bit queazy afterwards. Regardless, I wasn’t going to let a little overindulgence stop me, we had a big party to attend. A new fetish site is opening its cyber doors in February and I have been recruited as an honorary member. IWantClips.com was hosting its kick off party at 1Oak and I was thrilled to be a part of it. We said goodbye to nub and headed over. VIPs that we are, we flew past the line of common minions waiting to get in to our private table complete with a skinny girl dressed in black lingerie and pouring grey goose. Unfortunately she cleared as well as she poured and it seemed that every time I set my drink down, she whisked it away. I gave up and hit the stripper pole instead.

"Really?! This is the best pic I have of me dancing at the club? Somebody's fired."

“Really?! This is the best pic I have of me dancing at the club? Somebody’s fired.”

All in all, I repeat, it was well worth it. The pre-Vegas discipline, the post-Vegas sickness, it was worth it. And at the risk of sounded like more of a bitch than nub crying out when penetrated, I really made some amazing connections, rekindled old friendships, made new ones and had a damn good time. Plus, the clips I filmed are fucking ridiculously hottt. No seriously; check back again soon. I promise it’ll be worth it.

"So fucked."

“So fucked.”

I would like to thank all of those that made my 2014 AVN/ AEE Vegas weekend so damn incredible: