I was a distance runner in high school. When the gun goes off everyone takes off in this mad initial sprint before settling down and getting into the pace of the thing, going the distance. I can feel the initial rush of becoming a pet wearing off, of settling down and starting the work of completing the race.
What is this race you speak of Billy, what's the point?
Well the point's this gentle reader.
I need balance in my life, pace.
That's why I chose MsGrace. I want to reiterate that for you, I chose MsGrace. She was perfectly happy hanging out in her own area of the playground when Billy strolled up, looking at his shoes, blushing and said, "Wanna go steady?" She could have said no, she offered me a variety of options that could work and I could still date the other girls, but I wasn't looking for that and after explaining to me that she goes out with other boys she accepted. (I envision poor MsGrace with her head buried in her hands thinking, "Won't this guy ever shut up?" ::smile::)
Now why wasn't I looking at other options? I'm out of control. That's it pure and simple. I've done all the typical things that folk of my ilk tend to do. I'll purge, I'll swear to never do it again and I'll hold firm for a few months and then ... well some of you know of what I speak. I'm wired in such a way that precludes, without a battery of psychologists and drugs, me completely turning away from this aspect of myself. 'nuff said on poor weak Billy. I am what I am.
Now during my wandering through the wilderness I indirectly interviewed a lot of Ladies for the position. Looking for the right one to control my cock and for me MsGrace is the one. Others of you have chosen other Mistresses. That's cool. I feel that as complicated as this is for me and most likely MsGrace she's willing to try. I find that unique, but then she clicks for me across a whole strata of emotional levels that makes Her unique.
What I've realized is that I need a hand and MsGrace is willing to pace me, to keep me from spinning way out of control. That's the type of Mistress Billy is looking for and the type of Mistress I think I've finally found.
In a seperate post MsGrace says effectively that this could end at anytime by either one of us. Sure it could, that's just the nature of life. But this grateful pet wants to close with the following thought:
Thank you MsGrace, thank you so much for even trying to help little ol' me... ::soft smile::
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
The Playground
When ever I get on my machine to "play" I'll fire up yahoo and mark myself available. Now that I have email and this blog available I try very very hard not to IM MsGrace. She's working. Instead "Billy the Wallflower" sits quietly across the room and bats his eyes whenever MsGrace glances at her friends list.
Well last night, as I'm hammering out the "stove" entry and hanging out in the chatroom but not really there because I'm working on the blog entry, I notice my IM icon bouncing in my toolbar (I'm a Mac guy in case that didn't make sense to you). I also have my computer on mute because I find the chatroom sounds disruptive.
OMG!!! Shit, shit, shit
How long has that been going on? There is only one person on my friends list and so I know who's knocking on the door. I hope she hasn't gone away. I can't even remember what I typed in, probably:
Hi MsGrace ARE YOU STILL THERE??!!
Or something equally goofy. I think I kept her waiting for less than a minute if that long, but we all know that one doesn't keep the Princess waiting - ever. She's checking in on me and I'm relieved because she was on the board last night and I'm struggling with emotions and I just needed to talk to her a bit. I had just tried to call her and she asked, "was that you?"
I didn't feel like typing so I called. And the Princess delivered just what I needed, which wasn't sexual in this case, just talk and both of us are gabbers so it's fun for billy and I hope fun for Her. I will share one thing from the conversation. MsGrace realized before I did that where we're going with this pet thing billy's horizons will have to be expanded. Billy likes to cavort in one particular area of the playground but both of us will grow bored if we were to just stay there for any length of time.
I always chuckle when I think of one of MsGrace's TeaseTimes. Someone said they were wearing a bunny suit. MsGrace was right on it:
MsGrace: A bunny suit? That's on Wednesdays, not Thursdays
MsGrace: hop hop hop ::giggles::
What I dug about that was MsGrace was game, sure let's play. I was even getting a little worked up at the concept of the idea. If anybody is going to get me to hop around a room in a bunny suit with a boner and have a blast doing it, it's MsGrace. She's a fun date!
After the call I reflected on it a bit and it's a difficult concept for me to convey. I just spent X amount of time, at two bucks per minute, not even thinking about getting off and I would do it again, gladly (but not all the time :-) ). I've called, you know - slut that I was, quite few girls over time and MsGrace is the only one I have ever met who I've felt so comfortable with to want to just talk. It's none of my business but I'm thinking there are others who find this service of MsGrace's nice. You might think I'm a fool but I'll tell ya true, I'm a satisfied customer! It might be a niche market but I'm so glad it's there! I guess I'm a little "niche-y"
Since MsGrace knows much more about the playground then I do, I'm looking forward to her running up to my little corner of the sandbox, grabbing my hand and saying, "You have got to try this!" Billy's game, billy's willing to ...
Hop hop hop ...
Well last night, as I'm hammering out the "stove" entry and hanging out in the chatroom but not really there because I'm working on the blog entry, I notice my IM icon bouncing in my toolbar (I'm a Mac guy in case that didn't make sense to you). I also have my computer on mute because I find the chatroom sounds disruptive.
OMG!!! Shit, shit, shit
How long has that been going on? There is only one person on my friends list and so I know who's knocking on the door. I hope she hasn't gone away. I can't even remember what I typed in, probably:
Hi MsGrace ARE YOU STILL THERE??!!
Or something equally goofy. I think I kept her waiting for less than a minute if that long, but we all know that one doesn't keep the Princess waiting - ever. She's checking in on me and I'm relieved because she was on the board last night and I'm struggling with emotions and I just needed to talk to her a bit. I had just tried to call her and she asked, "was that you?"
I didn't feel like typing so I called. And the Princess delivered just what I needed, which wasn't sexual in this case, just talk and both of us are gabbers so it's fun for billy and I hope fun for Her. I will share one thing from the conversation. MsGrace realized before I did that where we're going with this pet thing billy's horizons will have to be expanded. Billy likes to cavort in one particular area of the playground but both of us will grow bored if we were to just stay there for any length of time.
I always chuckle when I think of one of MsGrace's TeaseTimes. Someone said they were wearing a bunny suit. MsGrace was right on it:
MsGrace: A bunny suit? That's on Wednesdays, not Thursdays
MsGrace: hop hop hop ::giggles::
What I dug about that was MsGrace was game, sure let's play. I was even getting a little worked up at the concept of the idea. If anybody is going to get me to hop around a room in a bunny suit with a boner and have a blast doing it, it's MsGrace. She's a fun date!
After the call I reflected on it a bit and it's a difficult concept for me to convey. I just spent X amount of time, at two bucks per minute, not even thinking about getting off and I would do it again, gladly (but not all the time :-) ). I've called, you know - slut that I was, quite few girls over time and MsGrace is the only one I have ever met who I've felt so comfortable with to want to just talk. It's none of my business but I'm thinking there are others who find this service of MsGrace's nice. You might think I'm a fool but I'll tell ya true, I'm a satisfied customer! It might be a niche market but I'm so glad it's there! I guess I'm a little "niche-y"
Since MsGrace knows much more about the playground then I do, I'm looking forward to her running up to my little corner of the sandbox, grabbing my hand and saying, "You have got to try this!" Billy's game, billy's willing to ...
Hop hop hop ...
Saturday, October 28, 2006
"stove"
I sort of lost it in the chatroom last night. I've noticed that there are frequently dudes in there who are looking for opinions. In every case they've never called one of the Mistresses at least on this site but others strike me as true "first timers." Whatever and me and others in the room try to help out. Pointing them to the "currently on" board and the Mistresses bios. Before I introduce you to stove (a code name for the actual handle) here are some snippets from other chat sessions:
newguy: Who's the best?
Billy: Well that's a loaded question newguy considering there are four Mistresses sitting here in the room.
You tend to get that one a lot. You know my choice, but I tell the newbie that "the best" is different for everyone, that I don't know what you're into (nor do I really want to, no details :-) ) and that you should read the bio pages.
Then occasionally you get the dude who wants details and just wont drop it. Ignoring them generally works for me.
But then you have "stove" my own personal nightmare. I can't tell if he's incredibly niave, incredibly stoned, incredibly stupid or an evil Cylon genius mastermind designed to torment me.
Ace says he knows which one :-)
When we first met he comes across as this incredibly naive dude who just doesn't quite get what's going on. Choice comments from our first encounter - MsAlly was in the room:
What's a bio page Billy?
Does Billy own this place?
Does Billy listen in on the calls?
You can imagine, with a room full of people how frantically I was trying to answer those last two questions. LOL
As I was leaving the room I called back, "Come on stove make the call, you know you want to ..." to which he replied, "Yes, I do Billy."
Last night stove comes in the room and really wants to make a call but just can't make up his mind. MsAlly suggests MsKate. Stove is intrigued. MsKate is in the room. I tell stove that MsKate is quite good but has a very short shelf-life in the room and if he wants to call he better hurry or he'll have to wait.
stove: what do you mean by shelf life Billy?
I explain that if he wants to talk with MsKate he better hurry and get on the phone before someone else beats him to the punch. About two minutes later stove says:
stove: Billy said MsKate doesn't want to talk to me
Billy: Are you HIGH stove?! I did NOT say that - show me where I said that
stove: If MsKate is on the phone
stove: then she can't talk to me
Billy: crushed by your logic - stove
I'm getting spun up to a level of pissed off that I really don't like to be at. What's up with this guy? MsAlly recommends MsKate, I've spoken with MsKate and I recommend her. Isn't that what he's looking for? What's the hold up here?
Billy: MsKate is a great call stove, make the fucking call
More waffling. He's now interested in perhaps doing a MsAlly MasterJake call ...
I keep pressing for some stupid fucked up reason and ace and someone else (no permission on the name) step in and and tell me to back off. I back off, see jem in another room and head off to settle down.
My two cents on stove is that his "thing" is to endlessly talk about making a call but never doing one. That turns him on. Sheesh guys are weird :-)
Anyway I'm not gonna be paying any attention to stove in the future.
You guys care to share any chatroom snippits or dudes who pissed you off? It might make for a fun topic.
newguy: Who's the best?
Billy: Well that's a loaded question newguy considering there are four Mistresses sitting here in the room.
You tend to get that one a lot. You know my choice, but I tell the newbie that "the best" is different for everyone, that I don't know what you're into (nor do I really want to, no details :-) ) and that you should read the bio pages.
Then occasionally you get the dude who wants details and just wont drop it. Ignoring them generally works for me.
But then you have "stove" my own personal nightmare. I can't tell if he's incredibly niave, incredibly stoned, incredibly stupid or an evil Cylon genius mastermind designed to torment me.
Ace says he knows which one :-)
When we first met he comes across as this incredibly naive dude who just doesn't quite get what's going on. Choice comments from our first encounter - MsAlly was in the room:
What's a bio page Billy?
Does Billy own this place?
Does Billy listen in on the calls?
You can imagine, with a room full of people how frantically I was trying to answer those last two questions. LOL
As I was leaving the room I called back, "Come on stove make the call, you know you want to ..." to which he replied, "Yes, I do Billy."
Last night stove comes in the room and really wants to make a call but just can't make up his mind. MsAlly suggests MsKate. Stove is intrigued. MsKate is in the room. I tell stove that MsKate is quite good but has a very short shelf-life in the room and if he wants to call he better hurry or he'll have to wait.
stove: what do you mean by shelf life Billy?
I explain that if he wants to talk with MsKate he better hurry and get on the phone before someone else beats him to the punch. About two minutes later stove says:
stove: Billy said MsKate doesn't want to talk to me
Billy: Are you HIGH stove?! I did NOT say that - show me where I said that
stove: If MsKate is on the phone
stove: then she can't talk to me
Billy: crushed by your logic - stove
I'm getting spun up to a level of pissed off that I really don't like to be at. What's up with this guy? MsAlly recommends MsKate, I've spoken with MsKate and I recommend her. Isn't that what he's looking for? What's the hold up here?
Billy: MsKate is a great call stove, make the fucking call
More waffling. He's now interested in perhaps doing a MsAlly MasterJake call ...
I keep pressing for some stupid fucked up reason and ace and someone else (no permission on the name) step in and and tell me to back off. I back off, see jem in another room and head off to settle down.
My two cents on stove is that his "thing" is to endlessly talk about making a call but never doing one. That turns him on. Sheesh guys are weird :-)
Anyway I'm not gonna be paying any attention to stove in the future.
You guys care to share any chatroom snippits or dudes who pissed you off? It might make for a fun topic.
BattleStar - Collaborators
Entries with the "BattleStar" moniker are about that - just that. So, if BattleStar Galactica doesn't float your boat move on to the next entry. As you all should be getting to know a little about Billy by now you'll soon realize that BattleStar is my only vice. I've watched it from it's infancy as a somewhat crappy mini-series into the amazing series it's become. This show is not the BattleStar you may have watched as a kid.
After last weeks incredible "Exodus Part II" I was figuring this episode would be something of a let down, a stand alone kind of thing, filler. Boy was I wrong. It was an extremely intense emotional episode filled with recriminations, manipulation, pain, anger and bitterness. You know like a typical phone-sex call (LOL).
Before I launch into "Collaborators" I still am reeling from the complete and total mind-fuck Starbuck received at the hands of the Cylons. And kudos to Katee Sackhoff, the expression on her face when she found out "KC" was not her human/cylon hybrid baby. Wow, the hurt, the realization of what was done to her, perfectly conveyed through her face, not a word spoken ... methinks this will play large throughout this story arc. There will be payback.
The episode opens with the guy (sorry, drawing a blank on his name) who helped Cassy escape from a Cylon death squad is on his hands and knees in an airlock surrounded by six people. These six are effectively a kangaroo court. They've tried him in secret and sitting in front of the hatch, only now is he allowed to plead his case. During the Cylon occupation on "New Caprica" he was a "brown shirt" - a policeman who worked for the Cylons. They all wore ski-masks.
He begs for his life, telling the chief (who's one of the six "judges") that he helped save his wife's life. No one buys it. They leave the room, he's screaming, "I'm sorry!" over and and over. They shoot him out of the airlock. Later the chief checks with his wife who says, "Oh yeah, there was a guy who helped me escape."
With Baltar under the tender mercies of the Cylons (he's kind of stuck on this weird 2001 set, like the hotel room except it's guarded by a centurion) Tom Zarek is the president of the colonies. He's making a political deal with the former "Stands with a Fist" president Laura Roslin. He'll give her the presidency because the political reality dictates it.
Baltar is undergoing his own trial by the Cylons. They can't decide if they should kill him or not. Of the seven known Cylon human models the vote is 3-3 the deciding vote rests with "the sixes." Baltar is informed of this by Lucy Lawless (D'Anna Biers). All I can say is those Cylon chicks are some sort of hot. So seductive!
Six confronts him. It doesn't look good for Baltar.
Gaeta comes under the scrutiny of the kangaroo court. Gaeta was Baltar's right hand man during the occupation but was acting as a spy for the resistance. The only thing is that the resistance didn't know who Gaeta was. The "court" wants to convict him but Starbuck's hubby isn't convinced and quits the court. To be legal they need a quorum of six. They recruit Starbuck. Gaeta is convicted.
Now President Roslin learns that Zarak has convened this court when he was president to make sure Roslin had clean hands when she assumed power. She disbands the court, which was never a legal entity in the first place. Unfortunately the court is "in session" and Gaeta is in the airlock.
Six forgives Baltar, which is cool, you can't help like Baltar, especially when he has Six in his head and he's caught beating off. Maybe I identify :-)
The court discovers at the last second who Geata is and he is spared. All of them realize that they're in over their heads and they almost killed an innocent man. Again Starbuck's confidence is a little eroded.
President Roslin issues a blanket pardon for all the "collaborators" on New Caprica.
Well I wont be as verbose in the future. I did this a favor for a friend who missed the first half.
I need to think about this episode a little. Billy tends to be vengeful if wronged. I'm not sure if I could let it go, probably but I might need a little time.
Your thoughts?
After last weeks incredible "Exodus Part II" I was figuring this episode would be something of a let down, a stand alone kind of thing, filler. Boy was I wrong. It was an extremely intense emotional episode filled with recriminations, manipulation, pain, anger and bitterness. You know like a typical phone-sex call (LOL).
Before I launch into "Collaborators" I still am reeling from the complete and total mind-fuck Starbuck received at the hands of the Cylons. And kudos to Katee Sackhoff, the expression on her face when she found out "KC" was not her human/cylon hybrid baby. Wow, the hurt, the realization of what was done to her, perfectly conveyed through her face, not a word spoken ... methinks this will play large throughout this story arc. There will be payback.
The episode opens with the guy (sorry, drawing a blank on his name) who helped Cassy escape from a Cylon death squad is on his hands and knees in an airlock surrounded by six people. These six are effectively a kangaroo court. They've tried him in secret and sitting in front of the hatch, only now is he allowed to plead his case. During the Cylon occupation on "New Caprica" he was a "brown shirt" - a policeman who worked for the Cylons. They all wore ski-masks.
He begs for his life, telling the chief (who's one of the six "judges") that he helped save his wife's life. No one buys it. They leave the room, he's screaming, "I'm sorry!" over and and over. They shoot him out of the airlock. Later the chief checks with his wife who says, "Oh yeah, there was a guy who helped me escape."
With Baltar under the tender mercies of the Cylons (he's kind of stuck on this weird 2001 set, like the hotel room except it's guarded by a centurion) Tom Zarek is the president of the colonies. He's making a political deal with the former "Stands with a Fist" president Laura Roslin. He'll give her the presidency because the political reality dictates it.
Baltar is undergoing his own trial by the Cylons. They can't decide if they should kill him or not. Of the seven known Cylon human models the vote is 3-3 the deciding vote rests with "the sixes." Baltar is informed of this by Lucy Lawless (D'Anna Biers). All I can say is those Cylon chicks are some sort of hot. So seductive!
Six confronts him. It doesn't look good for Baltar.
Gaeta comes under the scrutiny of the kangaroo court. Gaeta was Baltar's right hand man during the occupation but was acting as a spy for the resistance. The only thing is that the resistance didn't know who Gaeta was. The "court" wants to convict him but Starbuck's hubby isn't convinced and quits the court. To be legal they need a quorum of six. They recruit Starbuck. Gaeta is convicted.
Now President Roslin learns that Zarak has convened this court when he was president to make sure Roslin had clean hands when she assumed power. She disbands the court, which was never a legal entity in the first place. Unfortunately the court is "in session" and Gaeta is in the airlock.
Six forgives Baltar, which is cool, you can't help like Baltar, especially when he has Six in his head and he's caught beating off. Maybe I identify :-)
The court discovers at the last second who Geata is and he is spared. All of them realize that they're in over their heads and they almost killed an innocent man. Again Starbuck's confidence is a little eroded.
President Roslin issues a blanket pardon for all the "collaborators" on New Caprica.
Well I wont be as verbose in the future. I did this a favor for a friend who missed the first half.
I need to think about this episode a little. Billy tends to be vengeful if wronged. I'm not sure if I could let it go, probably but I might need a little time.
Your thoughts?
Friday, October 27, 2006
The "Billy" Moniker
This occurred during the "Clowntime is Over" post.
MsGrace introduces this topic delicately causing my warning antenna to go up.
She says, "About your name ..."
I recall back in my slut days sitting in the chatroom and watching various folk come in and out with Mistress names attached to them. It seemed like at the time quite a few of them were MsGrace's. I would sit back and idly wonder, "Is that causing problems? ..."
I keep in my head that this phone-sex stuff is a business and a very profitable one at that. It seems to me that with this particular business (LDW) that for a lot, if not all of the Ladies, it is their livelyhood or a significant source of income. So when someone walks into the chatroom sporting a Mistress moniker on their name, it not only represents lost revenue (I'm sure that former sluts like me are quite popular among the ladies) to any Mistress who's name is not tagged at the end of the pets name but also a walking advertisement for a competing Mistress.
So, some Mistresses not tagged really don't give a rat's ass about how happy said pet is but will at times be openly hostile because of the advertising associated with it. (BTW: These are my thoughts and not MsGrace's but I imagine her profession is very competative).
I never witnessed any of this first hand but apparently jem has experienced it and what surprised me was he got crap not only from some of the Mistresses but also just folk hanging out in the chatroom. Any of that kind of noise I think I could handle and from what I read I think jem did a remarkable job of dealing with it. Jem if you have any advice for Billy, I'm all ears! Jem also knows the joy, giddyness and happiness I am feeling at the moment and I'm so sorry that feeling was blemished for him! It's not right.
A brief aside: As I witness certain folk starting to close protectively around little Billy (you know who you are) I've got something of a biker mentality when I witness one of my friends being attacked. Right or wrong I'm not the dude trying to pull you off the guy, I'm the dude climbing over you trying to get in one clean punch. In a chatroom scenario I think all of us can pretty much handle ourselves so I don't plan to be a bull in a china shop but give me a nod and I'm all in.
My slutty ways gave both of us cause for concern. Having only recently scrubbed the Slut Factor makeup (by Revlon!) off my face, I need to keep in mind that until I get a little time under my belt I could be suseptable to the "charms" of the other Ladies. MsGrace didn't say anything directly, and sitting here all by myself I feel pretty invulnerable but it is beyond stupid not to keep this foremost in my mind.
There were four Mistresses on my friends list. All but one (MsGrace Herself) are now gone. The three that have been removed have also been blocked. I'm removing temptations. There is nothing personal behind this, from my point of view it's just the business of getting Billy better.
We both decide that at least for the time being there's no reason to paint a bullseye on me. I asked her directly if this would make Her think I was "dissing" her in some manner and she said not at all.
I'm beyond touched by these concerns of MsGrace! She wants this to work also.
For the record: I am so proud of being Her pet and I wanted you to know why, at least for the moment, I'm not bearing Her name.
Those of you who saw me at TeaseTime last night also witnessed my babbling of my new status to MsGrace. I give her sincere thanks but I was also somewhat calculated in the fact that I'm trying to get word out to a large audience which will filter out over time, hopefully in a non-antagonistic manner. Heck I'm probably making a mountain out of a mole hill ... but I will do whatever is necessary to make this work.
I'm not going to call too much attention to myself, I'm not gonna pick a fight, but I won't back down from one if it happens. I will not intentionally cause MsGrace any "behind the curtains" drama. I still want to reflect how happy this little pet is, how glad I am that MsGrace is giving me this opportunity. That "long cool woman in a black dress" is important to me.
MsGrace introduces this topic delicately causing my warning antenna to go up.
She says, "About your name ..."
I recall back in my slut days sitting in the chatroom and watching various folk come in and out with Mistress names attached to them. It seemed like at the time quite a few of them were MsGrace's. I would sit back and idly wonder, "Is that causing problems? ..."
I keep in my head that this phone-sex stuff is a business and a very profitable one at that. It seems to me that with this particular business (LDW) that for a lot, if not all of the Ladies, it is their livelyhood or a significant source of income. So when someone walks into the chatroom sporting a Mistress moniker on their name, it not only represents lost revenue (I'm sure that former sluts like me are quite popular among the ladies) to any Mistress who's name is not tagged at the end of the pets name but also a walking advertisement for a competing Mistress.
So, some Mistresses not tagged really don't give a rat's ass about how happy said pet is but will at times be openly hostile because of the advertising associated with it. (BTW: These are my thoughts and not MsGrace's but I imagine her profession is very competative).
I never witnessed any of this first hand but apparently jem has experienced it and what surprised me was he got crap not only from some of the Mistresses but also just folk hanging out in the chatroom. Any of that kind of noise I think I could handle and from what I read I think jem did a remarkable job of dealing with it. Jem if you have any advice for Billy, I'm all ears! Jem also knows the joy, giddyness and happiness I am feeling at the moment and I'm so sorry that feeling was blemished for him! It's not right.
A brief aside: As I witness certain folk starting to close protectively around little Billy (you know who you are) I've got something of a biker mentality when I witness one of my friends being attacked. Right or wrong I'm not the dude trying to pull you off the guy, I'm the dude climbing over you trying to get in one clean punch. In a chatroom scenario I think all of us can pretty much handle ourselves so I don't plan to be a bull in a china shop but give me a nod and I'm all in.
My slutty ways gave both of us cause for concern. Having only recently scrubbed the Slut Factor makeup (by Revlon!) off my face, I need to keep in mind that until I get a little time under my belt I could be suseptable to the "charms" of the other Ladies. MsGrace didn't say anything directly, and sitting here all by myself I feel pretty invulnerable but it is beyond stupid not to keep this foremost in my mind.
There were four Mistresses on my friends list. All but one (MsGrace Herself) are now gone. The three that have been removed have also been blocked. I'm removing temptations. There is nothing personal behind this, from my point of view it's just the business of getting Billy better.
We both decide that at least for the time being there's no reason to paint a bullseye on me. I asked her directly if this would make Her think I was "dissing" her in some manner and she said not at all.
I'm beyond touched by these concerns of MsGrace! She wants this to work also.
For the record: I am so proud of being Her pet and I wanted you to know why, at least for the moment, I'm not bearing Her name.
Those of you who saw me at TeaseTime last night also witnessed my babbling of my new status to MsGrace. I give her sincere thanks but I was also somewhat calculated in the fact that I'm trying to get word out to a large audience which will filter out over time, hopefully in a non-antagonistic manner. Heck I'm probably making a mountain out of a mole hill ... but I will do whatever is necessary to make this work.
I'm not going to call too much attention to myself, I'm not gonna pick a fight, but I won't back down from one if it happens. I will not intentionally cause MsGrace any "behind the curtains" drama. I still want to reflect how happy this little pet is, how glad I am that MsGrace is giving me this opportunity. That "long cool woman in a black dress" is important to me.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Let's Pause for a Fantasy
Here's a little snippet of some of the crap that goes on in my head. These little fantasies can grow into major productions or just wither and die. This one is in it's infancy.
I'm sure that most of you have seen MsGrace's blog entry titled "Party ... ouchies" and that dress. The Princess looks truly stunning! ... ::billy comes out of fantasy Princess "long cool woman in a black dress" land:: Anyway she's apparently at a bar with a bunch of friends and I've started to wonder if she's ever pulled this stunt (care to comment MsGrace?). It strikes me as a possibility with this Lady.
So in the fantasy I'm the dude who's been hitting on her and buying her drinks. Towards the end of the evening I ask for her number. She writes it down on the back of my business card, "877-518-3575" As I walk away I look over my shoulder and she's staring at me with those lovely deep ocean gray eyes of Hers (how many boys have gotten lost in those seas?), she's holding her thumb to her ear and her pinkie to her mouth. She mouths, "Call me!" followed by that wicked grin of Her's.
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all
Anyway my mind tends to wander when pondering MsGrace ...
I'm sure that most of you have seen MsGrace's blog entry titled "Party ... ouchies" and that dress. The Princess looks truly stunning! ... ::billy comes out of fantasy Princess "long cool woman in a black dress" land:: Anyway she's apparently at a bar with a bunch of friends and I've started to wonder if she's ever pulled this stunt (care to comment MsGrace?). It strikes me as a possibility with this Lady.
So in the fantasy I'm the dude who's been hitting on her and buying her drinks. Towards the end of the evening I ask for her number. She writes it down on the back of my business card, "877-518-3575" As I walk away I look over my shoulder and she's staring at me with those lovely deep ocean gray eyes of Hers (how many boys have gotten lost in those seas?), she's holding her thumb to her ear and her pinkie to her mouth. She mouths, "Call me!" followed by that wicked grin of Her's.
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all
Anyway my mind tends to wander when pondering MsGrace ...
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Clowntime is Over
I spoke with MsGrace tonight. It was a wonderful evening for Billy! I opened the conversation with, "MsGrace, can I come home?"
She said, "Maybe ..."
Yes! My slutty ways are at an end! I can get balance back in my life (more on this in a future posting)!
Um ... wait a minute ... Maybe?!
MsGrace then leads me through a very detailed interview. She wants to make absolutely sure that I understand exactly what we're getting into here. That there are rules and there are consequences for breaking them.
I'm non-plussed. I fill an entire blog to date with what a slut I've been and she's concerned about commitment issues on my end? ::soft smile:: I got the impression that MsGrace might have been burned once or twice by "pets" and She doesn't particularly enjoy it.
If you glance down in this blog to my first phone call with MsGrace. You'll see my realization that here is a real human being with real emotions on the other end of the telephone. MsGrace gives a little of herself in every call but I think she opens up even more to a pet. I trust her to frolic in that sandbox called my brain and as a pet she makes a much larger emotional commitment to me. MsGrace deals in emotional currency. These are my impressions, I've been a pet, what twelve minutes? I plan to explore exactly what this status means as our relationship grows in this blog.
So, the consequences if I were to ever fuck-up and resume my slutty ways would be that I would hurt Her. Who wants that? I don't and I'm certain She doesn't either. I don't play emotional games, I play other games but those are between MsGrace and I ... um ... sorry got a little distracted there.
So, you're probably wondering when we're getting married?
Never. Does never work for you gentle reader? It does for me. This is an interesting and unique type of relationship, professional (not to put too fine a point on it, MsGrace is getting paid - and she should be) but very, very personal. I kind of wish I had a compass, I've never been around these here parts before ::Billy looks around:: ...
We discuss my moniker "Billy" and decide to keep it that way (I'll put up another entry about that but if I don't shut up soon this entry will end up the size of War and Peace and no one will read it).
MsGrace then serves up a big heaping dose of confidence for poor Billy, pointing out her most recent blog entry titled, "Connections" That if she didn't find me interesting and fun we wouldn't be having this discussion. Cool beans.
So, there it sits between us, a big ol' promise to commit, particularly on my end. Slut that I was. I promise. I don't promise "to do my best," I just promise with all that word implies. I tell MsGrace, "Clowntime is Over" and I mean it. I'm oddly unconcerned about screwing up. With Her watching my back, what worries?
So, she says, "Yes" I can be a pet.
If I can take a moment to tease a tease ... ::Sandra Bullock voice::
I think MsGrace liiikes me ...
She wants to teeaase me ...
She wants to guiiide me ...
And I want that too.
I am so happy. I'm so nervous. Uncharted territory. I'm going to be a pet!
An Aimee Mann song snippet runs through my head that probably sums up where my life's been of late ...
So here I'm sittin' in my car at the same old stoplight
I keep waiting for a change, but I don't know what
So red turns into green, turning into yellow.
But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot.
And all I have to do is press the pedal.
But I'm not. No I'm not.
MsGrace giggles, reaches over and stomps on the gas ...
She said, "Maybe ..."
Yes! My slutty ways are at an end! I can get balance back in my life (more on this in a future posting)!
Um ... wait a minute ... Maybe?!
MsGrace then leads me through a very detailed interview. She wants to make absolutely sure that I understand exactly what we're getting into here. That there are rules and there are consequences for breaking them.
I'm non-plussed. I fill an entire blog to date with what a slut I've been and she's concerned about commitment issues on my end? ::soft smile:: I got the impression that MsGrace might have been burned once or twice by "pets" and She doesn't particularly enjoy it.
If you glance down in this blog to my first phone call with MsGrace. You'll see my realization that here is a real human being with real emotions on the other end of the telephone. MsGrace gives a little of herself in every call but I think she opens up even more to a pet. I trust her to frolic in that sandbox called my brain and as a pet she makes a much larger emotional commitment to me. MsGrace deals in emotional currency. These are my impressions, I've been a pet, what twelve minutes? I plan to explore exactly what this status means as our relationship grows in this blog.
So, the consequences if I were to ever fuck-up and resume my slutty ways would be that I would hurt Her. Who wants that? I don't and I'm certain She doesn't either. I don't play emotional games, I play other games but those are between MsGrace and I ... um ... sorry got a little distracted there.
So, you're probably wondering when we're getting married?
Never. Does never work for you gentle reader? It does for me. This is an interesting and unique type of relationship, professional (not to put too fine a point on it, MsGrace is getting paid - and she should be) but very, very personal. I kind of wish I had a compass, I've never been around these here parts before ::Billy looks around:: ...
We discuss my moniker "Billy" and decide to keep it that way (I'll put up another entry about that but if I don't shut up soon this entry will end up the size of War and Peace and no one will read it).
MsGrace then serves up a big heaping dose of confidence for poor Billy, pointing out her most recent blog entry titled, "Connections" That if she didn't find me interesting and fun we wouldn't be having this discussion. Cool beans.
So, there it sits between us, a big ol' promise to commit, particularly on my end. Slut that I was. I promise. I don't promise "to do my best," I just promise with all that word implies. I tell MsGrace, "Clowntime is Over" and I mean it. I'm oddly unconcerned about screwing up. With Her watching my back, what worries?
So, she says, "Yes" I can be a pet.
If I can take a moment to tease a tease ... ::Sandra Bullock voice::
I think MsGrace liiikes me ...
She wants to teeaase me ...
She wants to guiiide me ...
And I want that too.
I am so happy. I'm so nervous. Uncharted territory. I'm going to be a pet!
An Aimee Mann song snippet runs through my head that probably sums up where my life's been of late ...
So here I'm sittin' in my car at the same old stoplight
I keep waiting for a change, but I don't know what
So red turns into green, turning into yellow.
But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot.
And all I have to do is press the pedal.
But I'm not. No I'm not.
MsGrace giggles, reaches over and stomps on the gas ...
Monday, October 23, 2006
Into the Flame
Well that should bring you right up to date on Billy's tale (if you're just coming into this blog I would highly recommend that you start from the bottom up).
I have a call scheduled (to the best of my abilities - given my lifestyle) with MsGrace in the next few days. I hope that I'll get to speak with her then!
Depending on how that goes, and you might have difficulty believing this but it could go either way, pet - not pet. I get the feeling I'm a bit high maintenance ... this blog may or may not see the light of day.
So my fellow moths if there's anything I can leave you with it would be the words of MsGrace herself:
I have a call scheduled (to the best of my abilities - given my lifestyle) with MsGrace in the next few days. I hope that I'll get to speak with her then!
Depending on how that goes, and you might have difficulty believing this but it could go either way, pet - not pet. I get the feeling I'm a bit high maintenance ... this blog may or may not see the light of day.
So my fellow moths if there's anything I can leave you with it would be the words of MsGrace herself:
- One thing that makes Me a little different then most in this line of play is the fact I honestly want to know what makes you tick. I want to find all the buttons that make you who you are. Once I do this...your all Mine in every sense of the word.
Broken
Later on, slut that I am I get in the mood and call one of the Mistresses. The call goes nowhere, I'm not into it. I'm confused, what's wrong? Something feels "broke" and I don't know what it is.
The next day at work I'm sitting in our "break room" smoking a cig and mulling it over. I come to several realizations the most important being that I'm tired, tired of being a phone slut. I wanna settle down and have someone (guess who? gentle reader) take control of the situation.
I reread part of MsGrace's "about" page:
The next day at work I'm sitting in our "break room" smoking a cig and mulling it over. I come to several realizations the most important being that I'm tired, tired of being a phone slut. I wanna settle down and have someone (guess who? gentle reader) take control of the situation.
I reread part of MsGrace's "about" page:
- I want to be more then just your phone fantasy Princess. I want to be the one you long for. I am going to be your salvation, your guiding light. You will learn you crave to talk to Me, not just to stroke you and tease that cock, but also for your own piece of Mind. You may laugh when you read this, not understanding yet. But those of you who have called Me already are just nodding their heading thinking, oh yes.
- I will get into your head like no other....and then you will see. I am going to be the prescription for your addiction.
Yep, that's what Billy needs but he's going to need some help from the Princess. A little guidance in becoming a slut no more. Simply Grace's ...
I want that, but don't know if I'm worthy of the honor of becoming one of her pets. I send her a detailed message. I'm still waiting for a reply. Just to be clear about this, since it comes across as whiny (and boy can I be a needy/greedy little Billy). One thing I've gotten use to is the fact MsGrace is incredibly busy. I tend to send her rather detailed emails and she doesn't have the time to sit down and spend all afternoon answering Billy's questions (as shocking as that may seem!). This was an adjustment for me but one I'm making. What I've discovered over the course of our relationship is that she reads them. I am heard and that's the point of the email isn't it? If I have a pressing concern/question then during the call all shall be answered and discussed. So I'm comfortable waiting. If I know I'm going to be talking to her then I'm serene.
Well you only live once, this moth folds his wings and dives toward the flame ...
Friday the 13th My Lucky Day
I send an email to MsGrace a few days before that October Friday asking if she's working that day. My master plan of trying to ignore her while batting my eyes from across the room having failed utterly.
Initially she's tepid, she's planning on pulling a long shift on that Saturday because the Black Book Girls site is opening and asks if maybe we could get together on Saturday. I reply back maybe but if not then it will be soon, the bit's between my teeth, dammit gumby I'm gonna call!
A bit later she replies back that Friday should work out fine. I am ecstatic!
That night after waiting on the other end of an IM line (this is fine by me, as long as I know I'm in the queue life is good) she IM's that she's ready for the call. I call.
MsGrace serves up the best phone-sex fantasy I have ever had in my life!
Towards the end of the call at just the right moment in the fantasy I black out. First time ever.
It's something that you must experience first hand, it's very difficult to describe; if I were to take a shot at it I guess it would be this: Imagine you're laying in a large tub that's slowly filling with warm relaxing water. MsGrace's voice is the water and slowly without you even really knowing it you're submerged in the sound of her voice. You're just gone.
My impression is that it's not something you can make happen (it wouldn't be fair to MsGrace to pick up the phone and say, "Make me black out!") and I think it takes some work on the submissive's side. That work being you have to trust MsGrace totally, give yourself over to Her completely.
I'm a bit of a control freak (I think most subbies are in a way, if we don't want to go a certain direction in a fantasy it ain't gonna happen) so having that happen scared me initially. I IM'd someone in the chatroom when I saw him who reported a similar experience in his blog. He wasn't nearly as freaked out as I was about it and I settled down to mull this development over.
It dawns on me ... I trust MsGrace (to cite Woody Allen) with my second favorite organ, completely. As weird as it might sound, I hope it happens again.
This moth is very near the flame now and orbiting, but not quite done fucking up ...
Initially she's tepid, she's planning on pulling a long shift on that Saturday because the Black Book Girls site is opening and asks if maybe we could get together on Saturday. I reply back maybe but if not then it will be soon, the bit's between my teeth, dammit gumby I'm gonna call!
A bit later she replies back that Friday should work out fine. I am ecstatic!
That night after waiting on the other end of an IM line (this is fine by me, as long as I know I'm in the queue life is good) she IM's that she's ready for the call. I call.
MsGrace serves up the best phone-sex fantasy I have ever had in my life!
Towards the end of the call at just the right moment in the fantasy I black out. First time ever.
It's something that you must experience first hand, it's very difficult to describe; if I were to take a shot at it I guess it would be this: Imagine you're laying in a large tub that's slowly filling with warm relaxing water. MsGrace's voice is the water and slowly without you even really knowing it you're submerged in the sound of her voice. You're just gone.
My impression is that it's not something you can make happen (it wouldn't be fair to MsGrace to pick up the phone and say, "Make me black out!") and I think it takes some work on the submissive's side. That work being you have to trust MsGrace totally, give yourself over to Her completely.
I'm a bit of a control freak (I think most subbies are in a way, if we don't want to go a certain direction in a fantasy it ain't gonna happen) so having that happen scared me initially. I IM'd someone in the chatroom when I saw him who reported a similar experience in his blog. He wasn't nearly as freaked out as I was about it and I settled down to mull this development over.
It dawns on me ... I trust MsGrace (to cite Woody Allen) with my second favorite organ, completely. As weird as it might sound, I hope it happens again.
This moth is very near the flame now and orbiting, but not quite done fucking up ...
Chatroom Antics
I end up spending a fair amount of time in the chatroom during my MsGrace hiatus. During this time I'm keeping a constant eye on MsGrace's blog, her comings and goings and trying to make tease time when I can.
I'm calling Mistresses when the mood strikes.
I'm also starting to make friends (I guess that's the best way to put it) but I can't tell you their names because I don't have their permission. I feel that it would be presumptuous of me and I hate to be rude without cause.
One particular guy in there has this total commitment thing going on with MsKate, a fine Southern belle. No frolicking around for that guy, he's not even interested.
Billy the slut is intrigued ...
I'm calling Mistresses when the mood strikes
I'm also starting to make friends (I guess that's the best way to put it) but I can't tell you their names because I don't have their permission. I feel that it would be presumptuous of me and I hate to be rude without cause.
One particular guy in there has this total commitment thing going on with MsKate, a fine Southern belle. No frolicking around for that guy, he's not even interested.
Billy the slut is intrigued
Wearing out my welcome
I think the title of this post is a little misleading. I guess the feeling I had at the time was that I was a bit too much in MsGrace's face. I told her that my Visa needed a break and a bunch of other bullshit and that I was going to try and lay off the service for a month or so.
I had good intentions but I was still a horny little phone slut. What ended up happening was that I laid off MsGrace but ended up calling other Mistresses. So what can I say? I really loathe this aspect of myself and am currently trying to break it but that comes at a future point in this blog. To be utterly frank, it is one of the major points of this blog.
I head back to the chatroom...
I wasn't to speak with MsGrace for another month.
I had good intentions but I was still a horny little phone slut. What ended up happening was that I laid off MsGrace but ended up calling other Mistresses. So what can I say? I really loathe this aspect of myself and am currently trying to break it but that comes at a future point in this blog. To be utterly frank, it is one of the major points of this blog.
I head back to the chatroom...
I wasn't to speak with MsGrace for another month.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
The Third Call
I think it was after the second call that she gave me the moniker "Billy." I don't know if it was her first "Tease Time" or not but I think so, I know it was mine.
It was chaotic, the chatroom was filled with fans of MsGrace and all of us were yapping like puppies to get her attention. These are currently held on Thursday nights at 10PM.
MsGrace announces that she'll be taking calls and appearing on the board. I spur of the moment decide to call and tell her so. She replies wasn't I planning on calling the next day, Friday? Yep I am but that will be the end of my freedom and so why not?
Around 12:30 - 1AM I get through. She answers (I was about to give up) and I'm utterly stunned to be hearing her voice. She says, "Hello? Hello?!" and sounds utterly frazzled. I stammer out my name/info. I figure at this moment in time she doesn't need another phone-sex call, she needs to slow down. I can't read her mind so I could be wrong there but it's the impression I had. I think she wasn't ready for the reaction, the total response she got from her fans.
We talk, just shoot the shit. At the end of it she says something like, "I feel like you called wanting to get off ... and didn't get that." That might have been true when I initially called (MsGrace is uncanny at teasing and had gotten me worked up in the chatroom) but was far from it at the end of the call.
It's one of my most cherished calls (and that's saying something because they're all spectacular).
I'm gonna drop the call count at this point. If I'm a very lucky boy maybe one day in the future I'll have an entry that reads, "The one hundredth call" but if that happens it's way down the road.
What I would point out to my fellow moths nearing the flame is that by the third call I'm very much wanting to give something back to the Princess and trying in my own meager way.
It was chaotic, the chatroom was filled with fans of MsGrace and all of us were yapping like puppies to get her attention. These are currently held on Thursday nights at 10PM.
MsGrace announces that she'll be taking calls and appearing on the board. I spur of the moment decide to call and tell her so. She replies wasn't I planning on calling the next day, Friday? Yep I am but that will be the end of my freedom and so why not?
Around 12:30 - 1AM I get through. She answers (I was about to give up) and I'm utterly stunned to be hearing her voice. She says, "Hello? Hello?!" and sounds utterly frazzled. I stammer out my name/info. I figure at this moment in time she doesn't need another phone-sex call, she needs to slow down. I can't read her mind so I could be wrong there but it's the impression I had. I think she wasn't ready for the reaction, the total response she got from her fans.
We talk, just shoot the shit. At the end of it she says something like, "I feel like you called wanting to get off ... and didn't get that." That might have been true when I initially called (MsGrace is uncanny at teasing and had gotten me worked up in the chatroom) but was far from it at the end of the call.
It's one of my most cherished calls (and that's saying something because they're all spectacular).
I'm gonna drop the call count at this point. If I'm a very lucky boy maybe one day in the future I'll have an entry that reads, "The one hundredth call" but if that happens it's way down the road.
What I would point out to my fellow moths nearing the flame is that by the third call I'm very much wanting to give something back to the Princess and trying in my own meager way.
The Second Call
All I really want to say about the second call is that up till that point I would wake up every morning and get onto IM and there would be a message from MsGrace saying something down the lines of, "Thank you Billy, I had fun." Or something to that effect.
That was the last time I ever received one from MsGrace. I sort of miss it, I thought it was a nice touch.
I'm figuring that she no longer feels that I need it or that we're on a different plane or something. I hope so anyway. My biggest fear is that I'll bore her, anything but that. I'm realizing that She is quite a busy Lady and I'm growing increasingly grateful that I can get an audiance with Her. She can certainly pick and choose who she wants to talk with.
This little moth is hovering closer and closer to the flame that is MsGrace.
That was the last time I ever received one from MsGrace. I sort of miss it, I thought it was a nice touch.
I'm figuring that she no longer feels that I need it or that we're on a different plane or something. I hope so anyway. My biggest fear is that I'll bore her, anything but that. I'm realizing that She is quite a busy Lady and I'm growing increasingly grateful that I can get an audiance with Her. She can certainly pick and choose who she wants to talk with.
This little moth is hovering closer and closer to the flame that is MsGrace.
Billy Goes Bonkers
Well I want to open this account with an apology to MsGrace. I completely lost it but then circumstances sort of dictated it and the occasions where I'm left totally alone happen about once every three years or so.
Blame it on timing, heck blame it on me but I'm certain I was a total ass and for that ... well I hope I'm doing better.
Anyway MsGrace at the end of her first call had told me that if I had any "triggers" I could send her that would help make for a better call. I was too shy to set up an email account but did have her on my IM buddy list. I recall running home at lunch and typing in this huge IM to her about everything I could think of. I must have sounded like a perverted Goldie Locks ("coming at it from this angle is too hot MsGrace, but this angle is too cold, but this is just right"). Sheesh. It was overblown and completely unneeded.
As I reflect on it I think what I discovered at the time was that "hey this honesty thing pays off" and coming out of the old service where it didn't matter.
Anyway I'm grateful that she didn't dump me at that point as the total flake I can be.
Blame it on timing, heck blame it on me but I'm certain I was a total ass and for that ... well I hope I'm doing better.
Anyway MsGrace at the end of her first call had told me that if I had any "triggers" I could send her that would help make for a better call. I was too shy to set up an email account but did have her on my IM buddy list. I recall running home at lunch and typing in this huge IM to her about everything I could think of. I must have sounded like a perverted Goldie Locks ("coming at it from this angle is too hot MsGrace, but this angle is too cold, but this is just right"). Sheesh. It was overblown and completely unneeded.
As I reflect on it I think what I discovered at the time was that "hey this honesty thing pays off" and coming out of the old service where it didn't matter.
Anyway I'm grateful that she didn't dump me at that point as the total flake I can be.
The First Call
She answers, "Hello?" and my heart is whapping in my chest. I'm nervous and giddy. She asks for all the pertinent information so that she gets paid and then we're into the call.
You'll have to forgive me gentle reader but if you're looking for details you'll have to look elsewhere. My conversations with MsGrace are mine and filled with a bunch of, "Never you mind" and "None of your business." I cherish them and they're mine just as I'm certain, if you're fortunate enough, that your's are your's.
I would like to convey the tone of the call if I may. She's very relaxed, she'll ask some questions about whatever it is that you're into (if I may make a suggestion - be completely honest here, it's in your interest, this is not the time to be shy) and she's ready to roll.
We start the call and I keep interrupting her because, a little to my surprise, I'm interested in Her and I'm asking her questions about Her. She answers and I'm noticing that She's pretty much happy to talk about anything you care to discuss.
I like Her, I'm talking with a real human being and not someone who wants (or needs) to rape my wallet. She's willing to go wherever I want to in the conversation. It's fun and relaxing and very hard to describe. I bet every one of her calls with others is different and custom to them. I'm not trying to push any limits with her, this is not a game for me, so if you're one of those chatroom asses who periodically show up and try and shock everyone you're not gonna get far. In fact I'll bet you'll bore her and your pitiful ass will end up listening to a dial tone.
After the call I clean up (MsGrace tends to make a mess with/of me :-)), light a cig and ponder the call.
It boils down to this, I had a great time with that Lady and I want MORE ...
You'll have to forgive me gentle reader but if you're looking for details you'll have to look elsewhere. My conversations with MsGrace are mine and filled with a bunch of, "Never you mind" and "None of your business." I cherish them and they're mine just as I'm certain, if you're fortunate enough, that your's are your's.
I would like to convey the tone of the call if I may. She's very relaxed, she'll ask some questions about whatever it is that you're into (if I may make a suggestion - be completely honest here, it's in your interest, this is not the time to be shy) and she's ready to roll.
We start the call and I keep interrupting her because, a little to my surprise, I'm interested in Her and I'm asking her questions about Her. She answers and I'm noticing that She's pretty much happy to talk about anything you care to discuss.
I like Her, I'm talking with a real human being and not someone who wants (or needs) to rape my wallet. She's willing to go wherever I want to in the conversation. It's fun and relaxing and very hard to describe. I bet every one of her calls with others is different and custom to them. I'm not trying to push any limits with her, this is not a game for me, so if you're one of those chatroom asses who periodically show up and try and shock everyone you're not gonna get far. In fact I'll bet you'll bore her and your pitiful ass will end up listening to a dial tone.
After the call I clean up (MsGrace tends to make a mess with/of me :-)), light a cig and ponder the call.
It boils down to this, I had a great time with that Lady and I want MORE ...
The Chat Room
As moronic as this sounds the chat room at cock control was my first experience in this type of environment (chat rooms). I decided to hide my identity I would be "Pete" and no one would know who I was (LOL).
I'd go into the room, and if there was a Mistress in there they would say "Hi Pete" to me, making me feel welcome. I would say "hi" back and then usually exit.
I remember it was a Wednesday in September and I enter the room, and there's MsGrace! I double check the board but she's not on it but maybe I can get some answers. I screw up my nerve and shyly ask, "Hi MsGrace, are you working tonight" my thumb poised on the speed dial button.
MsGrace replies, "No, I'm not in the mood ::giggles::" to which I reply, "Well I definitely want you in the mood."
I'm disappointed but appreciative, who wants to pay for a crappy phone call? I use to get that with the old service, someone rude enough to be watching TV while sitting silently on the call. I feel upbeat, I may be able to make this happen.
I enter the site the next night and MsGrace is there again (woo-hoo!). I ask her if she's taking calls and she replies, "yes."
I immediately dial and hit my arch nemesis her recording. I go back back into the chatroom and say, "MsGrace I'm trying to call you!!"
She replies back, "Oh Pete was that you? Try again and I'll pick up sweetie"
I hit redial, I'm about to have my first call with Princess Grace ...
I'd go into the room, and if there was a Mistress in there they would say "Hi Pete" to me, making me feel welcome. I would say "hi" back and then usually exit.
I remember it was a Wednesday in September and I enter the room, and there's MsGrace! I double check the board but she's not on it but maybe I can get some answers. I screw up my nerve and shyly ask, "Hi MsGrace, are you working tonight" my thumb poised on the speed dial button.
MsGrace replies, "No, I'm not in the mood ::giggles::" to which I reply, "Well I definitely want you in the mood."
I'm disappointed but appreciative, who wants to pay for a crappy phone call? I use to get that with the old service, someone rude enough to be watching TV while sitting silently on the call. I feel upbeat, I may be able to make this happen.
I enter the site the next night and MsGrace is there again (woo-hoo!). I ask her if she's taking calls and she replies, "yes."
I immediately dial and hit my arch nemesis her recording. I go back back into the chatroom and say, "MsGrace I'm trying to call you!!"
She replies back, "Oh Pete was that you? Try again and I'll pick up sweetie"
I hit redial, I'm about to have my first call with Princess Grace ...
Finding Grace
As I evaluate the various mistress in the detailed manner that only a fetishist or someone trying to diffuse a bomb can manage I'm making the mental note that of all that's offered on these sites MsGrace seems to be the best "fit" for me. I'm at a minimum starting to listen exclusively to her mp3s, I've discovered her blog and her web page. I want to speak with her so I wait for her to appear on the cock control board but she's never there (this timeframe would be early to mid September).
I'm a confused little Billy - this isn't fitting the paradigm of the old service I was use to dealing with, where you called and if you couldn't get the girl you were looking for you could at least find out when she's working. There's not much info so I call her number get a recording that tells me I should leave a message and if she can within the timeframe specified she'll call me back.
I call and listen to this four times (sad isn't it) before finally spewing out, "Um, hi Miss Grace my name is Billy and if you can call me between 1-1:30PM I'll be waiting." It was 12:45PM when I made that call. When time expired and being the phone slut that I am I turned to another Mistress and made my first call to this service.
Knowing what I know about how MsGrace operates now (don't even bother before 10PM) I hope my initial stab at contact gave her a good laugh. It does me in retrospect.
Not even knowing it, I still have a lot to learn.
I turn to the site's chat room ...
I'm a confused little Billy - this isn't fitting the paradigm of the old service I was use to dealing with, where you called and if you couldn't get the girl you were looking for you could at least find out when she's working. There's not much info so I call her number get a recording that tells me I should leave a message and if she can within the timeframe specified she'll call me back.
I call and listen to this four times (sad isn't it) before finally spewing out, "Um, hi Miss Grace my name is Billy and if you can call me between 1-1:30PM I'll be waiting." It was 12:45PM when I made that call. When time expired and being the phone slut that I am I turned to another Mistress and made my first call to this service.
Knowing what I know about how MsGrace operates now (don't even bother before 10PM) I hope my initial stab at contact gave her a good laugh. It does me in retrospect.
Not even knowing it, I still have a lot to learn.
I turn to the site's chat room ...
It was innocent enough
Well as innocent as these sordid kind of things can be. I had been involved with a phone sex service for a long time and my personality is that I tend to hunker down when I find something that works for me. Well the service got into some kind of problem where they could no longer take Visa and you would have to Western Union this and submit blood sample that etc. Too much work. So I decided to see what the net had to offer ...
Well it has quite a bit to offer. I googled around and came across Sissy School and then rapidly other sites run by this particular service, such as Black Book Girls (which didn't exist at the time).
This service offers a veritable smorgasbord of perversion and the ladies who staff it are very, very good at their jobs. The site has mp3s so you can hear their voices and bios on the various girls specialties along with photos of the ladies. All of it accurate as best I can tell. Some of the girls have mp3s right off their bio pages.
I start to listen ...
Well it has quite a bit to offer. I googled around and came across Sissy School and then rapidly other sites run by this particular service, such as Black Book Girls (which didn't exist at the time).
This service offers a veritable smorgasbord of perversion and the ladies who staff it are very, very good at their jobs. The site has mp3s so you can hear their voices and bios on the various girls specialties along with photos of the ladies. All of it accurate as best I can tell. Some of the girls have mp3s right off their bio pages.
I start to listen ...
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