October 2005
October 2 2005: Diversion
Ochlophobia: fear of crowds.
Every time a really good major Hollywood movie opens, I'm one of the last people to see it. I have to wait until I can catch a showing that isn't crowded, where the jostling lines and the press of bodies won't give me a panic attack. Couldn't see Phantom Menace, Attack of the Clones, or Revenge of the Sith on opening weekend; couldn't see Sin City on opening weekend. And I knew I wasn't going to get to see Serenity opening weekend, either (Neige and Nicky both say it's unbelievably great).
This time, though, I was able to use opening night fever to my advantage. While every other fan of geeky entertainment in the Bay Area was lined up to see Serenity on Friday night, I was watching the also-newly-opened, Dave-McKean-directed Mirrormask from the best seats in a nearly empty theater.
Mirrormask is beautiful. Beautiful. Just amazing to look at. Go see it, and get everyone else you know to go see it at the same time, so that I can go see Serenity.
October 4 2005: The Boyfriend Factor
Neige dropped in for a quick visit this evening, on her way to go follow the advice of my previous entry by seeing Mirrormask with her boyfriend. Nothing special to report about the visit: I wasn’t punished or tormented beyond the usual humiliating inspection routine... which, as usual, concluded with my being forced to put on a show for Neige by bringing myself to orgasm in front of her. That’s supposed to be my “reward” for passing inspection and for not having done anything recently to displease Mistress Yoko. Pretty humiliating “reward,” if you ask me... but of course, no one does ask me... and when I complained about it to Valkyrie once, she pointed out that being Mistress Yoko’s slave was supposed to be a punishment, so it was perfectly natural (in Valkyrie’s biased view) that every aspect of my slavery should have an element of punishment to it... even the rewards.
Anyway, like I said, not much to report this time... but Mistress Yoko does require me to post an entry of some kind about every one of Neige’s visits...
The fact that Neige was on her way to meet her boyfriend reminds me to mention a couple of things...
First, Neige’s boyfriend doesn’t know about my existence. Neither did Valkyrie’s boyfriend (who she dumped recently). Neige says she just likes having a “secret slave.” Valkyrie says that she’d definitely tell “Mr. Right,” but that this guy never earned her trust enough (and he turned out to be totally untrustworthy in the end, but that’s not my tale to tell).
On the other hand, Mistress Yoko’s boyfriend, Lipby, knows all about me. He’s seen this website, though I don’t know how much of it he’s read or whether he follows this blog. To my everlasting embarrassment, Mistress Yoko has even shown him the photo Neige took of me in my Hello Kitty panties! He’s probably seen the photos that are posted on this site, too... and I fear that Mistress Yoko might even have shown him certain other photos of me in her possession that I myself haven’t seen (I have no idea how revealing they are, and I try not to think about it).
Embarrassed as I am at what Lipby’s seen of me, I’m also glad that Mistress Yoko has found a guy who is cool enough to accept everything about her, including the fact that she’s made one of her friends into her long-distance slave on whom she inflicts diabolical torments for her cruel amusement. They’re a nice, straight, normal, monogamous couple, and I’m sure most of their friends would be quite surprised at this particular aspect of Mistress Yoko’s life... so it’s just amazing that he’s so cool with it... I think it really shows that he’s something special.
He’s moving in with her. I, of course, could never stand to live with anyone, and sometimes when I hear about other people living in close quarters, it kind of freaks me out, thinking about how I’d feel in that situation... but I’m not freaked out this time, because I think they’re such a good couple.
I get along well with Lipby, too. I read his LiveJournal, and post comments to it sometimes, and he’s always very friendly. He’s been a real gentleman, too... his sense of humor doesn’t seem to get diabolically evil the way Mistress Yoko’s does... at least not when it comes to me. I’m in a very vulnerable position, relative to him, because I’m sure that if he ever suggested to Mistress Yoko that she torment me in some particular way, she’d be happy to oblige. But he’s never abused this power, lorded it over me, or taunted me about it... he’s almost never teased me at all... maybe just a tiny bit once or twice... I don’t know about the rest of you, dear readers, but know I would never be so kind in his situation!
Lipby and I played a game of Literati online a couple of weeks ago. Nothing was wagered on it. And, again, it was very gentlemanly of him not to suggest a wager, since it turned out that he’s an amazingly good Literati player! I pray that Mistress Yoko never beats me by that many points! I’m kind of nervous that she has him to practice with.
He mentioned that he wanted to observe the next time that Mistress Yoko and I played Literati. I don’t know whether that’s a good thing or not. Mistress Yoko does taunt and dominate me in her evil way when we’re playing... if Neige is around here for our games, as I guess she mostly will be, I’m forced to play naked, and there’s the possibility of other things being done to me. It would be unbearably embarrassing to have anyone else observe me in that sort of situation. But on the other hand, things would probably go better for me if Lipby was watching over Mistress Yoko’s shoulder, because I know she would rein in her evil streak to avoid shocking him or making him uncomfortable. So I don’t know which I fear more, his observing or his not observing.
Well, I guess whatever happens won’t be for me to decide, anyway...
October 13 2005: Fives
Another blogging meme, courtesy of Mistress Yoko:
Five minutes ago, I was reading the latest issue of X-Men.
Five hours ago, I was arriving at the gym for my daily workout.
Five days ago, I read Dead Air, by Iain Banks. Loved it.
Five months ago, I had just become Mistress Yoko’s slave, and was trying to adjust to some of the unexpected and distressing changes in my life that this entailed.
Five years ago, I was still going to night school to finish my degree, and I was already working at my current company.
Your turn!
And Happy Birthday, Ace! You may not feel like an “Elder” yet, but you sure can write like one!
October 21 2005: Memory Meme
Another inspection visit from Neige this past Tuesday. After the foot massage she made me give her, I had to do some foot-kissing and toe-sucking, and then she had other uses for my tongue... she said I had to mention that so that Mistress Yoko could rest easy in the knowledge that even when she herself didn’t have time to play with me, I wasn’t being idle. Great.
In the comments section, leave one memory of you and me together. It can be of anything that you remember, virtually or in person. Bonus points to those who write of the time when we first met. And then post this meme in your blog if you wish.
My reply:
I think you actually sent me an email soon after I started blogging. I wish I still had it... I like to archive everything, but I lost all my old archived emails in a computer mishap a few months ago, darn it. But anyway, I think you were the first person who ever got in touch with me as a result of my blogging, and you were so friendly... And then in November '03, when I'd only been blogging for a month, you posted an entry about community, where you plugged my site, along with Ace's and Geminica's, to your readers. That totally rocked my world... I thought, "Whoa... I'm part of a *community?* how did *that* happen? This girl I've never met just somehow made me one of her friends... how did she *do* that?"
That pretty much set the course for our friendship, too... *most* of my significant memories of you seem to involve you taking control of things in a way that leaves me wondering, "How did she *do* that?"
When I comment in Mistress Yoko’s blog, my references to the fact that her “taking control of things” in our friendship has included maneuvering me into being her slave are fairly oblique references. Her blogging community is growing, and it seems to have a couple of wilder girls in it these days... the last thing I want is for them to find out about me being Mistress Yoko’s slave... the teasing I’d get would be bad enough, but what really scares me is the thought of some of them deciding it would be fun to supplement her evil creativity by offering her their own evil suggestions! That’s why I’m kind of discreet in my references to the nature of our relationship when her friends might be reading. Fortunately, she’s discreet about it too... I used to be terrified that she’d start writing about it openly!
I don’t have a way for people to leave comments in this blog (though I’m thinking of finding a way to change that eventually), but email me a memory about you and me, if you’ve got one, and I’ll print it in my next entry.