Showing posts with label financial domination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label financial domination. Show all posts

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Chat With Me


After what seems like eleventy bazillion years, NiteFlirt has FINALLY released a new feature - Chat. I can't tell you how delighted I am to finally be able to offer this to My subs and other friends. I know there are times when you wish you could talk with Me but you're in a location that doesn't offer enough privacy to place a phone call. NiteFlirt has just solved that problem. Now you can use the Chat feature to connect with Me instead.

It also allows us to stay connected between calls. Even if you don't have time for a full-length call, you can still shoot Me a message to say hello. Or, if I'm not taking calls, you can use the Chat feature to message Me and ask when I'll be available. Best of all, the Chat feature gives Me the ability to increase the time I'm available, especially during the day. Since I can use My cell phone to reply to chat messages when I'm out and about, you'll get a faster response than sending email.

I'm so excited! I can't wait to connect with you using this amazing new feature. Have you signed up for Chat yet? If not, what are you waiting for? Go register right now!

To initiate a chat with Me, just click on My chat card, found here: Chat With Me

Can't wait to hear from you!

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

My Boudoir - A Work In Progress

Other than a handful of posts, I've been mostly MIA for a few months. I'm sure you're wondering what your Goddess has been up to lately. Part of My posting hiatus has been due to My civilian job. The busiest time of year is the run-up to the holidays and for a couple of weeks afterward. From mid-October to mid-January, My schedule consists mainly of eating, sleeping, and working. All the overtime is great for My finances, but plays havoc with everything else.

This season, however, is a bit different. A couple of years ago, I relocated from sunny southern California to the Hell on Earth that is the Midwest in order to be closer to and help care for aging relatives. Snow is evil, people. E.V. I. L. I miss the beach.

Anywho...

The house I live in was built in the 1950s and I'm pretty sure the decor hasn't been updated since the 1970s. The previous owner of the house was a college sports fanatic and had the brilliant idea to decorate the house in the colors of his and his wife's favorite teams, with each room dedicated to a different school. Talk about hideous color schemes. Blech!!! It needs a lot of work to bring it up to My exacting standards.

This is what My bedroom looked like when I moved in:


How heinous is that? It's not as obvious in the photo as when you were actually standing in the room, but that yellow had a putrid green undertone that made it the same color as baby shit. I finally got so sick of it that I was going to stab someone in the eye if I had to look at it for another minute. So what little spare time I have has been dedicated to redecorating.

So far, I've repainted and ordered new curtains but I'm nowhere near finished. I'm replacing everything from the light fixture to the hardware on the door. I'd love to replace the flooring too but that job is a bit out of My league. I'll have to make do with a couple of area rugs until I can hire someone. I'm even considering upgrading My bed frame although I haven't decided what style I want yet. I could pay for all the updates Myself, but why should I? That's what you're for.

I know your man meat twitched just now as you imagined My luscious body reclining in a fancy new bed. Just think how much more exciting it would be to know that you contributed to My comfort. Imagine Me slipping into some silky lingerie and then sliding between a pair of downy soft sheets paid for by you. That sounds amazing, doesn't it? Well, it can happen. All you have to do is contribute to My boudoir fund. It's easy. Just head over to My tribute page and click a button. Click more than one. The more you spend, the better you feel. I also accept Amazon gift cards. Send them to kirielember(at)gmail(dot)com. I know you want to please Me and this is one of the many ways I've so generously provided for you. Now hurry up and please Me again.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Happy Birthday To Me!

It's My birthday. Good little piggies can start the New Year right by sending Me a gift from the special birthday wish list of things I most desire. There's nothing quite like knowing you've served your Goddess. Imagine the special feeling you'll get just from knowing you've pleased Me and put a smile on My face. If you're very good, I might even create a video of Me wearing or using your gift as a thank you.

The best piggies send Me gifts and tributes all year long.

Monday, September 12, 2016

Pardon The Mess


A couple of days ago I decided to overhaul the look of My blog. The previous template was pretty, but it was also old enough that it didn't come with social media integration. Although I was able to get around that by adding widgets to the sidebar, they looked clunky. The menu was also a bit messy and hard to read.

I've tried Wordpress in the past and it has some nice features, but I really don't like the back-end UI. Also, WP is even more prickly about blogs with "adult" content than Google, which is bad enough as it is. Maybe one of these days I'll decide it's worthwhile to shell out for a full website including a Wordpress-based blog, but today is not that day.

To be honest, I shouldn't have to spend anything. Paypigs should be doing that. Make yourself useful and send a tribute. Better yet, adopt My internet bill. We both know your existence is meaningless unless you're working to please your Goddess and make Her life easier. So get to it!

Anyway, I decided it would be easiest to just update the template for this blog. (Okay, you can stop laughing now.)

I set up this blog years ago. YEARS. I forgot how much of a pain in the ass it is unless I want to use the default settings for everything. As if that weren't enough, I'm also working on creating My own heading banner because I don't like any of the pre-made banners I've found. Photoshop, ftw!

So now I get to spend the next eleventy billion hours elbow-deep in code and pixel art. Excuse Me while I go find a container for My joy. #firstworldproblems


I deserve gifts to ease My burden. Send Me something.

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Decisions, Decisions


I've been toying with the idea of creating an online sissy training program for those who either haven't found a compatible Domme or who aren't able to serve a Domme full time. I can think of several things to include, including tasks, written assignments, and a monthly "sissy box" - sort of like a Loot Crate, but with items I've personally selected.

To be honest, I've contemplated doing this on and off for years but I haven't taken steps to make it happen. On the one hand, I haven't spent much time researching what other programs are out there or what they entail. I don't want to be another drop in an already over-saturated niche.

On the other hand, while I'm sure there are some others, I'd be putting My own personal spin on it. I'm one of the most creative people I know and what little research I've done on this leads Me to believe I would be able to offer a product that far exceeds what is already available in terms of quality.

I don't want to go through a lot of effort for little to no ROI. At the same time, I really, REALLY enjoy gender play so I'd probably still have fun doing it. I go back and forth on this constantly and I still can't seem to make up My mind.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Just A Little Foodporn

For your viewing pleasure.

I drove up to the city for lunch with My bestie today. We decided Panera sounded good.

I don't take a lot of selfies, but I look too damn fine today to miss this opportunity.

Red matte lip to match My blouse
Get down on your knees and give thanks for My existence. Show your gratitude with a tribute. Want to know how you can pay for My dates and send Me clothes, lipstick or other gifts? Read all about how to serve Me here. I give extra rewards to good little pets who fund My lifestyle.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Slowly Recuperating

I have been sick for over two weeks.

It sucks. Big time.

Get your flu shots, people, because this is the worst. My doctor's office wasn't able to get enough supplies so I couldn't get Mine this year and I am deeply regretting not trying to find another place to get one. I figured, since I work from home, that My risk was low and I could probably get away with skipping it.

Nope.

I've been either in bed or, on really good days, on the couch for most of the time I've been sick. Bless My roommate for being willing to bring Me soup and NyQuil when he's home and keep me stocked up on tissues.

Last night, I was finally feeling well enough to live tweet The Flash and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Today, I'm managing this blog post. Go Me! With any luck, I'll be able to take calls on NiteFlirt again very soon.

Of course, you always have the option to call My ignore line. I'm happy to drain your wallet at any time of the day or night while you listen to My congested snoring. It's all you deserve anyway. Or, you can make yourself useful by sending Me cash and gifts to brighten My day.

Whichever method you decide to use, you should get to tributing right now. Hurry up, meat puppets. I know you have a desperate need to feel that paper sliding through your fingers. That tiny trouser worm of yours is quivering with anticipation already.

Just do it.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Spoil your Goddess This Valentine's Day


Valentine's Day is fast approaching. Chocolate and flowers are passe. If you've been wracking your puny little brain to come up with the perfect gift for Me - and you should be - fret no more. I've made it so easy even a pathetic loser like you can manage.

Here's a link to My special Valentine's Day Wish List. I expect you to pay for express shipping to guarantee I have all of My gifts on time.

http://amzn.com/w/25U415G4AMI0A
My Valentine's Day Wish List
If all of the items on that list sell out, you can still send a gift from one of My other lists. I also accept Amazon gift cards via email.

Cuckolds, I expect you to pay for My Valentine's Day date night activities. Send Me cold, hard cash via NiteFlirt by clicking on any of the buttons on My tribute page. If you please Me, I might deign to post a photo or two from My date and allow you to live vicariously.

Get to clicking, minions. It's your sacred duty to spoil your Goddess, so hop to it. Chop, chop!

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Wish List Wednesday

Why should I bother spending My money on a Powerball ticket when I have thirsty little piggies like you to buy Me things? (Not that I'd spend My money, when I could spend yours, of course.)

Since I've decided to take up yoga this year, I need clothes that will allow Me to bend and stretch while still looking like the Goddess I am. It's your job to make My life more comfortable. I've added these pretty yoga pants to My clothing wishlist on Amazon. There's a link to it as well as all My other wishlists on My gift page. I also accept Amazon gift cards and cash tributes, so there's no excuse for failure.

Clicky clicky, minions.


Saturday, January 9, 2016

Not The Domme You're Looking For

Too many men have preconceived ideas about what a dominant woman is or should be. Usually, they infest My messages on various social media sites, sniveling for My attention without ever sparing a thought for what I want or how they can serve Me. I am not here for your entertainment. I am not here to cater to your fetishes. Get those silly notions out of your head.
  • If you want an Amazon who is all "She-Hulk smash puny men, RAWR!" - I am not the Domme you're looking for.
  • If you expect a stone bitch who constantly tells you how weak and pathetic you are - I am not the Domme you're looking for.
  • If you're looking for an aloof and distant goddess to worship while she gazes at you from on high with nothing but disdain for your worthless existence - I am not the Domme you're looking for.
  • If you need a gum-popping sorority brat to give you the finger and tell you what a loser you are so you can relive your high school inadequacies - I am not the Domme you're looking for.
  • If you desire a high-maintenance snob who spends more time on her appearance than it takes for George R. R. Martin to finish writing a book - I am not the Domme you're looking for.
Make no mistake - there will be moments when I embody each of those archetypes, but don't think for a minute you can pigeon-hole Me or safely relegate Me to a category that makes you comfortable. I am so much more complex than anything you could conceive of in your porn-fueled fantasies.

If you want to serve Me, you need to think about how to please Me, not your assumptions and expectations of Me.

Friday, January 1, 2016

I'm Back, Bitches!






My last post was months ago. Not by My choice either. Several months ago, I was involved in a car accident because some dumb cunt couldn't be bothered to hang up her fucking cell phone and drive on the damn highway. She clipped My friend's car and we hit the median retaining wall. My friend is a kick-ass driver, so we didn't die. In fact, no one was seriously injured, although his poor car was totaled.

SEAT BELTS SAVE LIVES. Buckle up, people.

However, I did get whiplash and I've been dealing with the fallout ever since. In a nutshell, it involved taking steroids and a lot of really good painkillers. Most of the time, I was too loopy to write a coherent post. Even when I wasn't, sitting at the computer for that long was impossible.

I'm feeling much better now. I don't need the heavy-duty pain meds or steroids anymore. My doc wants to put me on a theraputic exercise routine and I guess that's a good thing because one of the side effects of the steroids is weight gain. Yuck!

Another friend suggested I try yoga to help with flexibility. My doc says it's okay, so I guess I'll give that a go, too. The important thing here is that I am back with a vengeance. I have a lot of plans and I intend to kick ass in 2016. So assume the position and prepare for your wallet to get royally fucked.

Friday, September 25, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 25


How open are you about your kinks?

I don't go around introducing Myself as dominatrix to people I meet on the street, but I'm not hiding either. Obviously, since I write this blog and engage with people on other social media. If someone asks, I have no issue speaking about Myself, but I see no reason to volunteer information.

Thursday, September 24, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 24


What qualities do you look for in a partner?

There are so many factors that go into finding a compatible partner that I hardly know where to begin. A few of the most important qualities are (in no particular order):
  • Intelligence
  • Honesty
  • Loyalty
  • Generosity/likes to spoil Me
  • Being considerate/putting My wants and needs before his own
  • A good sense of humor
  • Nerdy interests like sci-fi/fantasy 
  • Compatible kinks

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 23


Since you first developed an interest in kink, have your interests/perspectives changed? How so?

Of course they've changed. I've grown as a person, met new and interesting play partners, and been introduced to a much wider variety of activities than when I began My journey into kink at 19. I discovered there's so much more to BDSM than tying up a sub and fucking; there are as many ways to "do BDSM" as there are people. If you can imagine it, there are people somewhere out there doing it and having a hell of a time.

I've discovered I'm much more interested in dominance than I am in topping. I'm not particularly interested in quick "sessions" although there are plenty of people who want to know if I'm available for them. I find sessions boring, hollow, and unsatisfying. Don't get Me wrong; sessions are great for those who enjoy that style of play and I'm not dissing them at all, but they're not for Me. I want to get to know My subs and develop relationships with them. For Me, this is all about the long game.

Thursday, September 17, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 17


What misconception about kinky people would you most like to clear up?

There are a couple of misconceptions that go hand-in-hand that need to die in a fire. The first is that kinky people are in any way more open-minded, tolerant, accepting, enlightened, or [insert adjective of choice] than anyone else. We're not.

Kinky people come from all walks of life. We can be religious or not, conservative or liberal, sweet-tempered or bitchy, or any combination of traits you can think of. The kink subculture is as rife with arrogant dipshits who couldn't find their asshole with both hands and a flashlight as the rest of the world. There are also just as many brilliant, creative, and generous people in the kink scene as there are anywhere else. Being kinky is not a badge of honor; it's just like any other hobby. Some people are hardcore fans, others are more casual about it, and others (the "vanillas") don't care about it at all.

Why is this important? Because it means kinky women are just like other women. Say it again for the people in the back.

Kinky women are just like other women.

Oh, you thought just because a woman was kinky it meant she was "easy" or that she would automatically be interested in your wank fantasies? Bwahahahaha! No. 

Here's the thing people, especially kinky men, need to understand: Your pathetic little dick is not special. You are not special. If you are not making time with vanilla women, being kinky is not going to improve your odds. If anything, it will lower your chances because men are statistically more likely to develop sexual fetishes than women. 

Of the women who are kinky, more of them are likely to be submissive than dominant because the patriarchal society we live in tells women their "natural place" is to be submissive. Which is complete bullshit, but most women can't or won't overcome their cultural programming. Not that I'm trying to diss submissive women in any way. I'm not. I completely support a woman's right to make her own choices and do whatever makes her happy and fulfilled, but the bottom line is that dominant women are in shorter supply than submissive ones.

Let that sink in for a minute. There are fewer kinky women than kinky men. There are even fewer dominant women. For every dominant woman, there are probably ten men who claim to be submissive vying for her attention. Dominant women like Me can afford to be picky because we know we're in short supply and our time is a hot commodity.

Now you start to understand why you have to bring your A-game to the table when you're trying to find the dominant woman of your fantasies. It's not about you, it's about her. You have to put her wants and needs before your own Every. Single. Time. If you are truly submissive, then you have to devote yourself to a life of service. Most of you don't have what it takes because you're just selfish, entitled assholes who want to bottom long enough to get your dick wet and then you're done. 

And now you also understand why women require tributes or charge for sessions. Because most guys don't even have an A-game. You've barely got a C-game. 

Monday, September 14, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 14


How would you say real life BDSM/kink varies from fantasy BDSM/kink?

Real life kink looks a lot more vanilla than most people realize. Bills still have to get paid, the house/apartment still has to be cleaned, laundry has to be done, and kinky people are still humans who get sick or have bad days or are just too tired to play sometimes. Real life kink has nothing to do with a sub being locked naked in a cage 24/7 except when taken out to provide sexual service.

Porn videos, books like the 50 Shades trilogy, and other fantasy-based masturbatory materials are not realistic in any way, shape, or form but that's what a lot of submissive men expect. Some spend their lives trying to find someone to provide them with the carefully staged fantasies they've seen in porn, and they will always be disappointed. They will flounder from one partner to another, forever trying to recreate what they've seen or read about, but real life never measures up.

Those guys never seem to realize that what they want is what a professional dominatrix gets paid to provide and that real women have needs, desires, and goals that must be met before the kinky sex happens. Face it, guys, nothing in life is free and you're going to have to pay to ride this ride. Either you're going to pay in time, attention, and being a supportive partner who actually cares about a dominant woman's needs before your own or else you're going to pay in cold, hard cash. Figure out which form of payment you prefer and get comfortable with it.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 2


List your kinks.

There are far too many to list all of them. In no particular order, I have a special fondness for:
  • Financial domination
  • Orgasm control/tease and denial
  • Feminization/sissy training
  • Transformation/modification (cosplay, rubber dolls, tight lacing, etc.)
  • IE/psychological enslavement
  • Psychological edgeplay/mindfucks
  • Cuckolding fantasies
  • Service-oriented submission
  • Shoe worship
  • Anal play (strap-ons/plugs)
  • CBT
  • JOI

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

30 Days of Kink - Day 1

I haven't been posting much, mostly because I've been enjoying My summer and haven't really cared about blogging. I've been a bit more active on My other social media accounts, especially Tumblr and Twitter because they're quicker and easier to update when I'm on the go. If you aren't following Me, you should be. Links are on My sidebar. Clicky clicky.

To get Myself back in the swing of blogging, I decided to do another "30 Days of X" meme. So, for the month of September, I bring you:



Dom, sub, switch? What parts of BDSM interest you? Give us an interesting in-depth definition of what that Means to you. Basically define your kinky self.

I am dominant; I am not Merely a top. I am the leader; I make the decisions and have the final say in all aspects of the relationship between Me and My subs. While I often delegate responsibilities and prefer for My subs to be able to offer an informed opinion on any given subject, I always have the last word on everything from what My subs eat to how they spend money.

I'm also a sadist. I like causing physical and mental anguish and more is usually better. That doesn't mean I want someone who is a pain slut, though. Too much of a good thing is bad. Part of My enjoyment of sadism comes from knowing pain is fun for you, up to a point...and after that, it's torture, but you'll take it because I want you to take it. A pain slut never reaches the point where pain stops being fun and starts being a test of endurance for My pleasure. That's not nearly as much fun for Me. I want you to suffer for My amusement.

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