So….. i finish the task of sewing in the fetish club and despite the lack of good, sufficient lighting, i did a good job for someone who hasn’t done it in 20 years AND i couldn’t see what i was doing. Miss Eve didn’t seem impressed, more along the lines of, ‘this shit better stay stitched.’ i get it, whatever task i am instructed to complete, must be done to excellent standards set by Her, ESPECIALLY if it’s FOR Her…. Nevertheless, i secretly patted myself on the back because i felt i did a fantastic job under the circumstances.
So, it’s common knowledge that i enjoy seeing Miss Eve. Another chance seeing Her came about when i went to Paddles (in New York City) the other night. The occasion was a one year anniversary of an event called Bedlam promoted by Vito. Although i knew i was attending the event, i hadn’t told Miss Eve, but, i knew i’d see Her. Let’s just say that fate has a way of being what it is!
But, let me back track a little before i continue to the Tattoo incident….
While coldbreeze was preparing my arm to draw blood, Miss Eve was actually sitting next to me (Comforting me, of course, right?). I failed to mention that the first draw was almost successful, but for some strange reason, let’s just say that my arm didn’t cooperate. i felt the needle go in my arm, the prick wasn’t painful at all. But, i just knew blood would just avoid the pointy thing protruding out of its vessel. The funny thing was that there was a LOT of blood that escaped, not only my arm, but the needle itself. It made for an interesting scene! It was as if Miss Eve was the one who had possession of my arm instead of coldbreeze and Miss Eve, with Her magical touch, caused my arm to bleed. i’m thinking the blood in my body just wants to get out to appease Miss Eve. But, alas, that wasn’t the case. This time……
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Miss Eve and i were invited to a nice intimate gathering at the home of Sir Noyes, hosted by him and coldbreeze the other night. There was another interesting visit when we went to the, sometimes monthly gathering. You can read about The Saturday Morning Cartoon Debacle as there is always something to write about when attending this nice home.
As always, i was excited to be going with Miss Eve. i was forewarned by coldbreeze that Sir Noyes had purchased a tattoo gun, but, thought nothing of it because my ass wasn’t getting a tattoo! Or so i thought….
As i waited impatiently for the Goddess to make Her entrance, the nerves just took over and it affected my mind. Would i regret giving myself to Miss Eve? Is it Her intent to hurt me? Should i have taken some drugs so it wouldn’t matter what i thought? lol Ok, scratch the last question, although i had to wonder if i had enough liquor in me to be able to sustain any painful ‘fun’ i may have to endure!
Miss Eve instructs me to head to the room and prepare, not only myself, but, whatever equipment that She will need. i am partly excited, but mostly scared. Excited because i fantasize of Her daily. Well, actually, multiple times during the day. Ok, let’s be real, i’m fantasizing about Her as i write and will a couple more times before i finish!
As i walk to the room, i am nervously wondering what She has in store. i am also wondering if i will survive. i am happy because it has been a while since i’ve been in Her ‘clutches.’ Even the thought of being hurt by Her excites me to the point that i don’t know if i want a lot of pain or just enough that will satisfy Her lust for blood. Am i the only one who still gets nervous as if this is the first time She is giving me the type of attention i crave from Her? Continue reading
It gives me GREAT pleasure to acknowledge this National Holiday celebrating the birth of this BEAUTIFUL Woman! May Your coming years be more eventful than Your previous ones! Continue to be You and i hope to see more of what makes You Miss Eve!!! i voluntarily accept Your birthday spankings for You!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Miss Eve!!!