Schoolgirl, Ponygirl, Puppygirl, Dominatrix or Whore?

I got a lot of great responses to my last entry about eating cum. I wonder if it's because while not everyone who reads my blog may be all that into bondage and fetish or be able to really identify with it or have much to say about it, I'm guessing that every guy has a great deal of experience when it comes to his own cum. Guys seem to like talking about it too which is cool with me and I was especially honored by the ones who said they ought to show the entry to their girlfriend or wife to convince her I guess that hey, there are girls out there who do like to swallow cum.

I woke up this morning. I wasn't alone. I knew I wasn't alone because I was half asleep and I felt something hard against my back and then a few minutes later I felt something start to push into my pussy. I knew what it was, but I was really tired and this brought me to a real problem. See, I love sex, I mean come on, like you couldn't tell. But there are times when I'm asleep or really tired and it's a real toss up as to what I should do. On the one hand, it's really tempting to want to just go back to sleep at best or just to lay there, let the guy fuck me until he cums and then go back to sleep. On the other hand, as we discussed, I love sex and I love to orgasm and I find that I orgasm pretty easily so if I just start bucking my hips the right way, squeezing my nipples and maybe even rubbing my clit a bit, I'll really start to get into it. Still, when you're just laying there on your side and a large cock entering one of your holes wakes you up, it is an interesting feeling for sure. I laid there for a few minutes while he pumped in and out of me. I know that doesn't sound very exciting but I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do. Finally I decided I was pretty much up anyway so I got into it and we changed positions and he fucked me from behind like I was a little puppy whore. That's hot. I love to fucked doggie style, and maybe I'll talk about that more another time.

Anyway, so Halloween is coming up and I have a dilemma. What to dress up as. I mean I usually like to dress up as a bondage whore or fetish Barbie doll and my latest kick thanks in part to my blog post of a while ago is the idea of being completely locked into whatever I have on. Talk about total control.

So here are my options at this point for what to wear to the Halloween party I'm going to tommorow. Anything goes except I can't be completely naked, the naughty parts have to be covered but otherwise there's no rules. From what I have in my closet right now, I can go as a naughty schoolgirl with a super short skirt, white fishnets and black patent platform stilettos, puppygirl which is collar, leash and a little face makeup plus a tail of course, ponygirl which also has a tail plus bit, bridle and leather harness locked on me, dominatrix, which would be one of my many tight and shiny fetish dresses, thigh high platform boots and of course a whip or two. I could also be a slavegirl with any number of outfits or accessories or naughty nurse.

I need to know what I'm going to go as by tommorow morning so I have time to make sure I can put everything together. Dominatrix is fun but way obvious and frankly it's something I can dress as anytime. Same with slavegirl. I like ponygirl or puppygirl because there will be plenty of vanilla curious people who will get off on it, but as overdone as it is, when I dress as a naughty schoolgirl I am totally hot. Plus with this outfit, the skirt is so short, my ass is exposed when I bend over. Of course I could also go as a whore or prostitute in some capacity, I definately have the clothes for that and let's face it, I am quite a whore.

Anyway, what I need to know is which of these sounds the best and do you have any suggestions for things that might sound really hot, sexy or fun that I haven't mentioned. It might not be too late for me to either pull something together from the other items in my closet, borrow something or take a quick trip to West Hollywood to buy something. So I'm looking forward to hearing your thoughts on what I should be for Halloween. Hopefully I'll end up as a naughty little trick that gives you a tasty treat. Do you want to taste my candy? Well you'll have to earn it by helping me to figure this thing out.

Want Me to be Your Little Slant Eyed Cum Slut?

Since I've spent the last couple of posts talking about things that I thought were really interesting but I guess not very sexual in nature, I thought that today I would talk about something more sexual. That makes sense right? You know, I had a post like maybe a week ago or something, you can go read it if you want, but in it was talking about a dream I had in which I was peeing on a naked Asian girl with big boobs who was kneeling at my feet as I covered her in my pee. To that entry someone left a comment that I thought was very good talking about the fact that what you eat can affect the taste and smell of your pee, and if you're a guy it certainly can have a big affect on how your cum tastes.

Some girls don't like cum in their mouths and others just refuse to swallow it. I've never really seen the point of letting a guy cum in your mouth and then refusing to swallow. I mean I'm not saying I've never spit it out but it usually has nothing to do with the fact that I don't want to eat it and more to do with the fact that I want to play with it. I know that sounds wierd but hey, I'm just a wierd girl that way, what can I say. For the most part my thought is that I have no problem with a guy cumming in my mouth and as long as its there, I might as well swallow it. If a guy (or girl for that matter) were licking my pussy and my juices were flowing out as they often do, I would think he (or she) would also have no problem with licking and swallowing whatever juices I had. Some people I think just get kind of hypocritical about the whole thing. Guys who want a girl to give them a blowjob but won't return the favor for her by giving her pussy a nice licking and sucking. Girls who want for their guy to lick her pussy juices but won't swallow his cum. I just don't get it. If you like someone then why not like all of them including the stuff that comes out. Granted, I'm not into poo play and my thought on that coming out is that I'd like to not be involved with it either from others or even myself, but pee, cum, juices, saliva, whatever. I'm good with it! One of the fantasy type stories I've always liked were the ones with the girl who is captured and she has to live on a diet of cum which she gets from sucking lots of cocks. I don't know how reasonable this kind of fantasy is given the health issues that might arise after a while, but the thought is pretty cool and cum does have a lot of protein in it. I also have gangbang fantasies which I definately want to talk about more but not today, another time, but the end result gets to be somewhat of a bukkake situation. The nice thing about bukkake is that not only do you get covered in cum and forced to eat a lot of it but there's an incredible humiliation aspect because of that and on top of it of course is the idea of being used sexually and passed around like a total sex object. You know, nothing more than a sex toy like a blow up doll who happens to be alive and have a real pussy, mouth and ass but otherwise has no role except sexual.

So anyway, I was giving thought to why some girls don't want to swallow cum. I think for some it might be a matter of stigma. You know, the idea that its gross or wierd or not right or whatever. For others the texture can be a little odd at first, but you get used to it. I like to eat clams and oysters and stuff and the texture of those are slimy and wierd but once you get used to that, it doesn't bother you anymore. Then finally we get to what I think is a big reason girls have an aversion to swallowing cum which is the taste.

I can totally see this too. Believe me, I've swallowed enough cum in my short life as a fuck toy to know that sometimes it can taste just fine and other times it tastes like something totally rotten like a thing that crawled into the dumpster behind the grocery store and died. Seriously, you get one experience with a guy who's cum tastes like that early on and believe me, you'll have a serious aversion to it. If you're a guy and aren't sure if your cum tastes decent or foul. Try tasting it yourself. I know a lot of guys would be like ewww, I'm not doing that, but hey, it's YOUR cum. How can you expect me to swallow it or lick it up or whatever if you're not even willing to? I taste my pussy juices all the time in various ways. Usually its because I play with myself, my fingers get nice and sticky and I lick them clean, but I can't tell you how many times I've been fucked by a nice hard cock and the guy pulls out of me, his cock covered in my juices, and he sticks it in my mouth so I can finish him off with my mouth and tongue. Of course I'm licking my own juices off of his cock so I know from a great deal of experience exactly what I taste like and frankly, I like it. So there's nothing wrong with being a guy and tasting yourself as well. In fact, for me it's kind of a turn on to see a guy do that. You might recall when I told you the story about the guy who bought me the locking harness with the inside dildo/plug and outside strapon and I dominated him, I made him lick up his cum off my floor. Seriously, when I'm a dominatrix and a guy cums, I make him eat it. It's a little harder to enforce that when I'm a slave, so maybe there's something inherently submissive about eating cum. I'm just not sure but it would be an interesting thing to hear your thoughts on don't you think?

Anyway, I'm getting off the point which was that the taste of your cum can really affect whether or not anyone is going to want to eat it. Believe me, if your cum tastes good, I'll have no problem sucking it out of you but if its rotten or nasty, forget about it. Luckily, you can affect the taste of your cum based on what you eat. Woo woo! While I can't always control the diet of the guy I may be having sex with, whenever I've gotten into a relationship with a guy I've always tried to steer him toward certain foods and away from others, especially when I think I might be eating his cum. For example, dairy products, asparagus, broccoli, cauliflower and foods that are heavy in garlic and onions can create a very strong and not always pleasant taste and odor in your cum (and pee too just in case you were into pee play which of course I am but that's a different story). I'm not saying to cut out those things of course because they're all nice and healthy, but rather to just be aware of what affect they might have on the flavor of your cum. Also, if you smoke, that can affect the flavor as well and potentially leave a bad taste in your fuck toy's mouth. We wouldn't want that right? I don't hook up with smokers anyway but again that's a different story for a different day which I probably should get into sometime but not today of course.

There might be other things that can positively or negatively affect the taste of your cum too like exercise, sleep and stress. The best plan I think is to experiment with your diet and routines and for you and/or your girlfriend/fucktoy to sample your cum until you cum up with the combination that provides the best flavors for the person who will most likely be eating it.

Okey, so now you know that I am a total cum eating whore who has wild fantasies about having to eat lots of it, gangbang and bukkake fantasies and lots of other really kinky stuff, of course I think you probably knew that already and frankly, it's probably not too hard to imagine my tight little brown body covered in cum anyway, right? By understanding the relationship between what you do and how your cum (or pee) cums out though, you can certainly take steps to make girls like me be even more into licking and swallowing it all up for you like the good little cum whores we are.

Dreams, The Mind, The Universe, The Future and Sex

Have you ever woken up from a dream and felt for an instant that you had some incredible revelation that was just completely mind blowing and then after you sit there for a minute the revelation starts to fade and either its that you start to forget the elements that made it so incredible or you start to realize that your revelation was something really stupid like dog food flavored ice cream so you say that's stupid, screw this and you go back to sleep. This makes me sometimes wonder if there are concepts and ideas that are so beyond the capability of the human brain or our current level of understanding, that we can't really grasp it for more than a second or two. Sort of like trying to hold a cloud in your hands, and yet we all get these flashes of the light of understanding of such huge ideas and concepts.

I remember a lot of my dreams and I wake up after a lot of them as well so I know I have a lot of really interesting dreams. I put them into a few different catagories too. There are sex dreams which are among my favorites, entertainment dreams in which either I'm watching a t.v. show or movie or I'm part of the action in one or involved with the famous people in some capacity. I realize at the time that they're just entertainment and so I sit back and enjoy them, kind of like the sex dreams only I don't get as wet for real and I generally don't wake up nearly as horny. After a really hot sex dream, something has to go in my pussy and I'm not very picky about what. A cock, vibrator, fingers, whatever as long as I get satisfaction. Hey, I can't let all that delicious pussy juice go to waste, can I?

Of course there are a couple of other classifications of dreams I have too. There are what I call good story dreams. Again I know these aren't things that will ever happen in a million years but they would make incredible books or movies. Or at least that's what I think when I first wake up and then 90% of the time after thinking about it I conclude that it's a stupid idea and I go back to sleep. It's like thinking hey, the idea of putting snakes on a plane as a story is great, no wait, what was I thinking, that's the dumbest idea yet, I'm going back to bed. On the other hand, the other 10% are actually pretty cool ideas and I try to write those down when I can. You never know when I might actually get off my cute little brown ass and write a best selling novel right?

Then we come to the wierdest catagory of dreams for me and that's the premonition. See, this is the thing, since I remember so many of my dreams, I know for a fact that a number of them have come true in exact detail. I know other people who have also had this experience too. Of course sometimes you have a dream that could go either way, it's a terrific story but it seems so real and plausible, couldn't it happen?

So here's the point I'm getting to with all of this. I woke up yesterday (yes, I was naked of course, I always sleep naked unless it's my time of the month) and I had a total revelation. After thinking about it for a minute, it didn't start to sound stupid. It might sound stupid now, but it didn't before. Okey, I think part of it might have been triggered by the ads for the new movie with Denzel Washington, who I like in movies a lot by the way, which is called Deja Vu. I'm not sure what it's about exactly but I'm thinking it's probably something like Groundhog Day meets Enemy of the State. I guess they're going to come up with some cool explanation for why people have feelings of Deja Vu. I know in the Matrix movie they said that it was an indicator that a change had been made to the programming. Assuming for a minute that Deja Vu is not a big government conspiracy and we're not living in the Matrix, perhaps there's a tie in with premonitions that gives a better explanation.

So as I sat in bed naked yesterday, this is the thought that passed through my little brain. You know they say we only use like 10% of our brains or something. Even Einstein wasn't much more than that. For a long time I've held the conviction that every word you've ever said or heard, every song, every second of every minute of your life is recorded in your brain. I think you've got one hell of a hard drive in there and the problem is that you can't access most of it. It's kind of like on a computer in which something happens to the hard drive and the data is still there but you can only pull up bits and pieces at a time the rest comes out as garbage that makes no sense. See, it's a disconnect between the conscious and subconscious parts of the brain I think. If we could figure out a way to consciously access that information, the potential of humans would expand exponentially.

Okey, so you're probably wondering where the heck I'm going with all this and if my own brain has finally snapped a wire. I know, I've heard before that I may be a couple sandwiches short of a lunchbox, but I'm going somewhere with this okey? It's pretty common knowledge that dreams are the doorway to the subconscious mind. We can more readily access what's in there when dreaming than when awake. So this is where my revelation came in. What if our understanding of every second of every minute of our lives isn't linear. In other words, what if what's in our subconscious isn't based on the experiences we've already had, but rather on the sum total of all of the experiences that we will have. It's all in there, recorded but we can't get to it. I know some of you might argue that the idea that your life is already mapped out takes away the concept of freewill, but who's to say you have freewill anyway. Maybe the decisions you think you make freely are the ones you are supposed to make from a fate point of view. Maybe free will has nothing to do with it.

Anyway, my point was that if you already know what's going to happen to you, then it's possible that some of that can come out in dreams, thus explaining premonitions. Because most people don't remember their dreams and yet the information is still in their brains, when they hit a Deja Vu situation, it's familiar because they have already seen it...in their own mind. Of course just like a dream fades after a few seconds, so too does a Deja Vu. Ever notice that? You have that feeling and then its gone and then you can't remember or explain what seemed so familiar.

I'm no physicist or rocket scientist. You know, I'm just a girl who likes to take her pants off and show off her body. Let's face it, it doesn't take a PHD to do that. Still, my theory is what I call Maliia's loop theory of the universe. I think the universe expands until it gets too far out, then it starts to collapse back in on itself until it gets down to a tiny thing and the pressure causes it to big bang out again and expand again. Kind of like a perpetual rubberband. If something like that were to be the case, it means that this isn't the first time we've lived these lives. Maybe we've had these lives a billion times over already and that's why there's this imprint on our brains not only of what has happened before but of what will happen in the future of our lives.

The alternative explanation I've come up with is that all time happens all the time. Even Einstein thought of this one. Think of life like you're on a boat on a river. As you drift down the river you look at whats happening on land and you see it in a linear fashion. One thing, then you've passed that and you're seeing the next thing and so on. The thing is, the first thing you saw is still going on even after you've passed it and moved on to the next thing, but because it's behind you and you can't see it, you somehow think that's ended. It could be that this is another explanation for why we can have premonitions and Deja Vu. If the past is still happening then it makes sense that the future is too and if the future is happening then maybe premonitions and Deja Vu are our ways of trying peek around the next curve in the river to see whats coming up ahead.

So by now you're thinking that this is the exact kind of conversation someone would have if they were totally high on pot, and I think you're right too. The thing is you can direct your dreams somewhat both by what you think about before you go to bed and through conscious direction which comes from practice. If that's the case and we truly do get glimpses of the future through our dreams, couldn't we practice every night to program our minds to dream about the future and to wake up after such dreams? I'm not saying it would happen right away or anything but over time it could develop. It's just a thought. Maybe I'll try to work on that, somewhere in the future there's a lottery ticket with my name on it and I just need the numbers baby!

So You Want to Fuck Maliia? Here's What Not to Do.

Here's a problem I have from time to time both online and in my real life too. Every once in a while I get a person who wants to play with me or have sex with me or whatever and either they don't listen to me or they don't care. I think I've made it really clear on my website, in my blog posts and with anyone I meet as well at parties or clubs or whatever that if anything is going to happen, it's not going to happen for a while. I love bondage play and I have a great group of people I can play with. I love to fuck cocks and lick pussies but again, the ones I mess around with are usually ones I've known for a while. It's a dangerous world out there and a girl can't be to careful so sure I'm cautious when it comes to new people I don't know very well, especially when it comes to people I've met online. That doesn't mean there isn't a chance of course, I've met lots of great people online and those friendships later meant that we met up in real life and on a couple of occasions the people were really cool or very well known in the fetish scene and I felt comfortable engaging in some BDSM play with them. Let's face it, trust is probably the biggest factor about bdsm and if you don't trust completely the person you're with, you shouldn't be messing around with them. That's my feeling anyway.

The thing is, sometimes people get impatient with me as a result. I guess I can see the source of their frustration, after all, I love sex, I basically advertise that I'm a complete slut, a bondage whore and a tight little fucktoy. So I guess it makes sense that the natural conclusion would be that Maliia would jump on anyone, anytime for any reason. Believe me, the urge is there sometimes to do just that, luckily there are areas in which self control actually steps up and takes over for a little while. Hey, I don't like being denied either but sometimes its for the best. The problem is that because some people think of me as this total sexual object, they get very frustrated and dissappointed if I don't just hop right into bed with them or I don't let them chain me up and make me their slave toy on the first meeting. I've seen this. Most cool people I've met understand that it takes time to form a relationship based on trust and are willing to in the very least be my friend and let things build naturally. The best relationships I've had were those in which there was no expectation of where things were going, we were just sharing our thoughts, ideas and experiences and over time we just developed a trust and bond that ended up leading to more fun physical things. Not that it was planned that way, but it was a nice way to end up. I just don't think you can plan it that way is all I'm saying because otherwise there's a temptation to rush things or push it too fast because you're looking at the destination rather than the journey. So what ends up happening sometimes is I'll meet a guy somewhere and he'll call me and if I liked him I'll say okey, let's go out and maybe he thinks that the minute he shows up at my door I'm going to fuck him right there. Again, I know this is my own fault for having the persona of a slut, but I'm actually a very complicated girl, what can I say. I said guy by the way because whether its a real life person or online that I've met, it's almost always the guys who get impatient and lose interest if they can't have sex with me in the first meeting or two. Girls tend to be more laid back and have a very similar attitude which is that sure, sex is fun and all but we don't have to have a schedule or anything. Let's just take it as it goes and see where it leads.

The real life people I go out with and meet do tend to be a bit more patient though than the online people. I guess because with the whole form here of online, it gives you anonymity so you can treat other people in a way that you wouldn't treat them in real life. Believe me, for some of the very straight forward (as a nice way to put it) and rude and disrespectful (for the not so nice ones) emails and messages I get, I wonder if these guys (and it's almost always guys that write those kinds of "fuck me now" emails) would go up to a girl and talk to her that way. Of course I only need to walk by a car wash or construction site and hear the workers whistle and cat call at me to know that sometimes men act like a bunch of zoo animals which no concept of manners or respect whatsoever. Still, I get the feeling that a lot of these online guys probably wouldn't do that if they saw me face to face. They wouldn't go up to me and say you're hot, let's fuck now, and that's one of the nicer ways people say it too! Don't get me wrong, I like the compliment and frankly it does turn me on to know that so many people want to fuck me. I like that, but it's a double edged sword which is that of course not everyone can fuck me so some people are just going to have to go home dissapointed.

Anyway, I bring all this up because there was this one guy who had some really interesting comments at first. It seemed like he was into bondage and some of the same kinky things I was and I really liked a lot of what he had to say. Some of his ideas I wasn't crazy about and some I thought were great. The problem was, all I knew of him was from his comments and it seemed that at first he was inviting me to come to where he is, which is nice but a bit premature of course. Then after a couple of weeks the invites started to slowly turn to taunting and it kind of slid down that hill pretty fast. I guess he thought that by telling me that I'm too "chicken" to go to where he is and let him chain me up, that would get me to go there and prove that I wasn't "chicken" fake or whatever. If it's not the right time and I don't know the person well enough yet, it's not a matter of chicken or not, it's a matter of smart or not. It's wierd because unlike a lot of other people who wanted to get to know me better, this guy never sent me an email, he never shared his own experiences with me, his ideas and fantasies were never in enough detail for me to really get a feel for how much he really knew from a real life point of view. I didn't know anything about this guy, so why would I agree to meet up with him when he hasn't even put in the slightest bit of effort in letting me get to know him. I'm not saying it would have happened even if I had gotten to know him, but that's the whole point of getting to know someone, so you can decide as you go forward just how far to go. If things had gone well over a while, what probably would have happened is next time he was in Los Angeles I would have said hey, let's met up at such and such fetish club or there's a big fetish event going on this weekend, come to town and I'll hang out with you some. That's a good option too because then you're in a public place but you can see them and you get to watch how they interact with others, how they play, how they handle equipment and you can sense whether they are what they said they were in terms of their interests and experience. Of course if you don't let it get that far in getting to know each other then it will never happen.

So ultimately what happened was this guy with each comment over the course of a few weeks got more and more frustrated until he finally lost it and decided to be disrespectful and burn his bridge with me. Now I love verbal humiliation in the context of something sexual. When someone is saying to because they know it turns me on, its very hot. When someone says it out of anger or disrespect, I can tell the difference and I don't like that. So this is what I felt this guy did. He got so frustrated that he accused me of being an attention whore, which I am. I do totally get off on attention it's true. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't right? He said that I was a fake and if I was for real then people would be posting comments that confirmed that they had a great time with me. I thought this was silly because posting detail about sexual experiences is my thing, not theirs. I never have and never will ask the people I play with for real to share anything with anyone about what we do. They're welcome to if they want, I don't mind, but I'm not going to suggest it because this is my hobby and it's what I enjoy. I'm very real and this is very much what I enjoy. I believe that the photos, videos, people I have met and reputation I have in the bdsm scene here in Los Angeles confirm the kind of girl I am and what I like. Some people just can't handle a girl like me. I'm okey with that.

I know this was kind of a long rambling post and while I totally welcome comments from people and other ways I can get to know you, when I sense that someone is getting frustrated it kind of frustrates me too because I want to make sure that everyone has a good understanding of where we're starting from and where things could go from here. Yes things can go somewhere, but it's not going to be quick, especialy if it's starting from an online relationship and it's going to take a lot of sharing and detail so we can get to know each other. The person who is patient, interesting, creative and willing to put in the time will always come out ahead with me.

So that's all I wanted to say about that really. I hope I get to continue to make lots of new fetish friends and hopefully some of those friendships will go somewhere interesting and maybe even turn into something more. Who knows. But I do know that I really enjoy sharing my thoughts and experiences here and even more, I enjoy reading yours so whether it is a criticism or something you don't like about me or my webcage or you want to compliment me or tease me a little or share ideas or fantasies about me or tell me about your latest experience, I love to hear it all and I truly do hope you'll share with me as I share with you and that way we can get to know each other better.

How to Lock Up and Control Your Little Brown Whore

From the lack of response I'm guessing that for most of the people who read my last entry, the idea of me peeing on another girl or maybe pee play in general just isn't that appealing huh? That's cool though, you know everyone has things they like and don't like and there's plenty of stuff I'm not into myself, though I'm open minded about pee among other things. See, this is how I judge whether or not people who visit my webcage are into certain things. If I get a lot of good response from talking about something then I think okey, this means people have an interest in it. If I hear the proverbial crickets then I think okey, well maybe there's no point in talking about this anymore huh?

Every once in a while someone sends me an email with a question or posts a question in the forum section and I think that its an interesting question or unusual or frankly just plain wierd and as such deserves an answer. So I got a question like that and while I thought I made the answer abundantly clear, maybe I need to take the strategy of hitting this thing head on huh?

The question was how I feel about having items locked on me. Unfortunately the question wasn't a lot clearer than that. Are we talking about bondage equipment? Clothes? People? See, there's a lot of things you can lock on a girl if you really put some creativity and imagination into it. Since I have no idea if there was something specific that this person had in mind, I guess it means I have to go explain the whole darn thing. Thanks for making extra work for me, gah!

First I'll start with bondage equipment. I love to have that locked on me because you know you can't get out of it. That's true of course for anything locked on you, but that's the point of bondage equipment isn't it? There's something about having a collar around my neck and having it locked on and I know that this symbol of my status as a lowly slave toy who clearly must be a total whore to wear something like that has to stay on me until the one(s) who control me choose to take it off. It's the same if a body harness (especially like the one I described last week with the ring that goes in my pussy to spread my pussy lips) is locked on instead of strapped on. Likewise, if you were to lock a chain or other controlling device on my collar or harness, then I'm really vulnerable to being controlled like a puppet on your string, or in my case, on a chain.

There are some areas that I get a little nervous on when it comes to things being locked on me. Chastity belts and locking harnesses probably bother me the most in that regard. That being the case, you would have to figure that some cruel dom/me would come along and lock me in it just to torture me knowing how I get about that. I told you last week as well that I got a locking harness which holds a butt plug and dildo on the inside and has another outside strap for another dildo (which I put to good use). When I've used this harness, I've never locked it on myself but I'm very well aware of the fact that by putting the plug/dildo in their respective holes, the harness could be locked on me which would deny me the ability to remove the plugs and of course I wouldn't be able to touch my pussy or pleasure myself or receive any pleasure there. I love my pussy and I want for it to have fun because when my pussy has fun, I do too! See how that works? So now I'm the owner of a locking item that could be used as a chastity belt but luckily that isn't the sole intended purpose and it certainly isn't the only use for it. I kind of like the idea of strapping it on with the dildo and plug in my holes, getting dressed and going out into the world like that. It's kind of a turn on because most people would have no idea about what's going on in my holes. They would have no idea that the girl they see walking down the street (in a kind of funny way too) or are talking too at that very minute has a large black dildo in her wet little pussy and a black plug filling her ass. See, isn't that hot? But of course this is where choice comes in. Unlocked, it's my choice, it's a turn on and a naughty little secret. The minute it's locked and I don't have the key, now I'm being controlled by someone. I have to really obey if I ever want to feel my pussy again.

I guess in a way that's why I've not wanted a real chastity belt. I've had plenty of people suggest that I should get one and even some who have offered. I've had a two Mistresses and one boyfriend who all wanted to keep me in a locked chastity belt whenever they weren't around. I guess they didn't trust me to keep my pussy to myself. I am a whore who loves to fuck, sure, but if I say I won't do something, including spreading my legs like a wet little slut, then I won't. I don't need to be locked up. Still, talk about control. That can be a pretty hot thing if it's temporary and used in the right way. Definately a great motivator for good behavior. Still, what does it say about a girl when her boyfriend wants to lock up her pussy.

Speaking of locked up pussies, I have done that many times as well. As you know, my bald little pussy has a ring in each of my labias and I've taken a small luggage lock many times and locked the rings together. It's nice because I feel as though my pussy is locked and the weight of the lock pulling down on my rings is very hot and drives me crazy, especially if I wear it like that while walking around, but the nice thing is, I can still touch my pussy and play with my clit (or even better, have someone else play with it or better yet...lick it. I love having my clit licked. Any volunteers?). I've said before that I've been leashed by my pussy a bunch of times too and what can really be hot is instead of a leash being clipped to my rings is for a chain to be actually locked on to them. Then, just like my collar, I'm totally controlled and a puppet on a chain but instead of being a puppet controlled by my collar, I'm controlled by the very thing that really has defined my existence and makes a lot of my decisions for me, my naughty little wet pussy.

Finally, we get into a more creative area of locking things on to a girl like me. For example, I have a pair of shoes that have little locks on them and they can be locked on to my feet. Especially for those of you who have shoe or foot fetishes, I think you would really enjoy the idea of poor little Maliia with high heels locked on her feet that she can't remove. Only her owners can do that and only when they feel like it. Otherwise, I'm stuck. I've seen lockable straps that can be applied to any pair of stiletto heel boots or shoes so they can be locked on to a girl's foot. I'm a fan of this idea, I'm not sure why, I guess again it goes back to control. After all, if someone is going to dress me as their bondage fucktoy barbie doll and completely control me, then locking everything on to my little brown body is a great way of exerting that control. Even something as simple as having shoes locked on really expresses that control, at least to me. There are of course a lot of other things you can lock on a girl like me as well like cuffs, hoods and masks (which I'm not a fan of) and other things. I've seen locking gags of course but I've never worn one. They would make me nervous of course but I guess that's also part of the excitement. If you can think of something that would be really cool to lock on me or an area of my body that you can creatively think of a way to lock up, let me know. I'd love to hear your thoughts, seriously!

So what does all this locking really add up to? For me it adds up to control. I love to be controlled. It reminds me that I'm just an owned fucktoy whore on a leash. When my body parts are locked up, then I lose control of them. Whether it's shoes locked to my feet or a harness, collar or cuffs locked to my body or a gag locked in my mouth or dildo/plug harness locked on me, these are all ways to control your little brown slanty eyed bitch in heat Maliia. Now that you know how to control me, what do you want to lock up first?

Peeing on Girls can be Fun!

Thanks for letting me get my previous rant out. I was mad about that whole spam thing and everytime I got new spam about that subject I just got madder. Finally I woke up and smelled the coffee and realized that the whole reason I setup a special email address for my subscription was just in case they gave it away to the spammers. Duh! So I just created a new address for the purposes of my account, deleted the old one and life is good again. Well, I still get a billion spam mails a day but at least now its been reduced by a few million.

Also I wanted to thank the people who were so nice to ask me about my family and stuff. As you know, I grew up on Maui in Hawaii and most of my ohana (family) still lives there. As is the case with most Hawaiian families, mine is spread out over the islands though I would say most are either on Maui where we're from or Oahu which has 90% of the population of Hawaii (and is the island where Honolulu, Waikiki, Pearl Harbor, etc are). Anyway, all of my family is fine and no one got hurt or anything and they said there was just a little shaking. I guess I'm desensitized to the whole earthquake thing because I feel at least half a dozen earthquakes a week here in Los Angeles. I'm not kidding! I can't tell you how many times I've been sitting around and things start to sway or shake a little. It's normal like rain is in Seattle you know? See, this is further proof that in moderation, most things are okey. Earthquakes in moderation aren't a problem but when they get crazy and out of hand, then you have trouble. Same with rain. A little is nice. Too much can ruin crops, flood places and kill people. Same idea. It's that way with eating, drinking or whatever else too. Of course I should be saying that it applies to sex as well but since I probably have a sex addiction, I'm not ready to admit that moderation on that subject is a good idea.

Anyway, on to the subject I was going to talk about. I've been meaning to talk about pee play because I kind of like it, its true, it turns me on. I don't like poo play, it grosses me out but I'm okey with pee. You're probably thinking that I'm going to talk about pee play now but I'm not. I'm going to talk about that another time and instead I'm going to talk about a pee dream I had a couple nights ago. It was kind of a strange semi-sex dream. Or maybe it was a full on sex dream except I didn't get a lot of sex. The first part was where I had a triple tongue kiss with two other people. I think at least one was a girl but I'm not sure about the other. I've actually done triple kisses before and while it sounds really hot and erotic, the truth is that its a little awkward to try and coordinate everything. At best everyone sticks their tongues out and flickers them against each other. You can't really get into someone's mouth with your tongue because that would leave the third person out of the kiss.

Okey, so that was the first part and then you know how in dreams things just change? Well that's what happened to me. I'm not sure how it happened but later I was standing and there was a really cute naked Asian girl on her knees in front of me. She had long black hair and pretty big boobs, especially for an Asian girl and no pubic hair. In a way I would say it sounds like me except for the big boobs part but I guess the arguement could be made that it was me as the way I would want to be. You know, its a larger breasted version of me. I'm not sure that it was, I don't remember the face on the girl. I guess it could have been me but her hair was longer than mine too so I dunno.

Anyway, I dreamed that I stood over her and started peeing on her. It wasn't the clear watery kind of pee either but the really yellow kind. I was peeing on her face and it was dripping down off her chin and splashing on her tits and collecting around her smooth little pussy. Her skin was glistening in the light from my pee and I just had to go so badly that I had a lot of pee. I mean I just kept on peeing and peeing on her for the longest time until she was just completely covered and drenched in my pee. I think it would have been interesting to see what happened next but I woke up and big surprise, I had to pee. Has this ever happened to you? This happens to me A LOT. I have a dream that I'm peeing, though usually its either on a toilet or squatting down somewhere in an emergency situation as opposed to on a gorgeous girl and I'm letting it out and then when I wake up, I have to pee. I'm always amazed that between my body wanting to pee and my mind thinking that I am peeing, that I don't pee in the bed, but it never happens so I guess I don't need to worry about getting rubber sheets just yet. Although...rubber sheets could be kind of fun huh?

So naturally I got out of bed and went to the toilet and sat down and let out a nice big stream of pee. Dried off my little pussy and then went back to bed (yes I do sleep naked most of the time as I've said before). Anyway, that was my pee dream. I'm sure I'll have more, I do that a lot but the question is, will my next pee dream be as enjoyable as the last one. Of course this has renewed my immediate interest in pee play. Maybe I ought to find a cute slavegirl this week who wants me to pee on them. Or maybe I'm hoping to have someone pee on me. Either way sounds like fun huh?

Betraying My Trust for a Buck

I was glad to hear from those of you who enjoyed my last post about how I got a new toy and used it to turn a guy into my personal little bitch. It was fun too but what was even better was getting to read what you guys think. I guess not unlike an addict of some kind of course I would have liked to have had more thoughts to read, especially really erotic ones, but you know, this is a good start so I'll take it.

Anyway, I'm pretty mad today. I mad because I can't stand it when someone violates my trust. You know, I trust someone and they go violate that for money and it just pisses me off. Some of you know that I like the subject of money and investing as a little hobby because I believe that no financial planner, mutual fund manager or banker will ever be as interested in making your money work hard for you then you will be. So I decided to educate myself on the subject so I could have my money make more money for me. So far it's worked out pretty well but in the last few days I've discovered a dark and ugly thing that just gets me mad whenever I think about it. See, part of my educational process has been not only to read lots of books and articles, but I also subscribe to the Investors Business Daily online edition as well. I was already mad at them because shortly after I subscribed, I started getting lots of crap in my real mailbox from investing newsletters, financial advisors and all kinds of others. It was pretty clear they had sold my mailing address to who knows how many people. I felt that was a clear violation of my privacy to share that information with others without my permission.

Now I've run into another issue. As if I don't have enough spam already, in the last few days I've been getting a ton of spam emails either with their website or their name in the subject line or in the from line. Now ordinarily if I got spam like this I would think that the spammer is spoofing the from email address to hide their own like the sniveling little cowards they are or to make me more likely to trust the email. After all, chances are my email didn't really come from GeorgeW@Whitehouse.gov. So anyway, that's what I would think in this case too except for two problems. How do the spammers know that I have any affiliation at all with Investors Business Daily and second, the email address I gave when I signed up for my Investors Business Daily subscription was a special one that I setup ONLY for that subscription. I've never used it anywhere else and no outside people would know about it because its on my own server. The spam emails are being sent to that email address, so its pretty clear to me what happened. Either Investors Business Daily decided that it was enough that they sold my mailing address to junk mail spammers, now they want to go sell my email address to assholes doing pump and dump schemes on penny stocks or, as they would probably claim, some disgruntled employee over there decided to make a little extra money so he could buy the "Ass Violator 3000" with swivel vibration action so he sold off all the email addresses in the database. Either way it really pisses me off, not only because its more crap that I have to deal with but also the whole trust violation and privacy issue. If the company did it then they've shot themselves in the foot because for however much money they made from it, they'll lose more in subscriptions. I know I'm seriously rethinking renewing my subscription with them and I'm pretty sure that even if the email spam wasn't the organization, the real mail spam was. This is just bad business you know? You can't violate your customers trust and expect to continue to be able to keep them. Anyway, that's my rant for today, I'll return you to our regularly scheduled programming next time.

Maliia the Whore Gets a Bitch to Fuck

I got some good feedback from my last post. Some of it was people telling me to get over myself because I should just sit here and post my messages regardless of whether anyone ever bothers to acknowledge them and consider myself lucky if anyone does. A couple of people (and not the ones you think either) seemed kind of angry that I would even suggest this sort of thing but hey, I'm just sharing my honest feelings here so if I'm being unreasonable or you don't agree with it that's fine and you can let me know, that was the whole point after all, right? Then there were some people who professed their love, devotion or whatever which is always nice. You know, I like to hear nice stuff too even if it is kind of kissing up a little. Sometimes I get into a mood and I'm willing to play into that.

Yesterday was a perfect example of this. See, if you weren't sure about whether or not I'm a bondage whore despite the overwhelming evidence to support it (I mean come on, what kind of a girl who isn't a bondage whore would do photos, video, stories and an almost constant barrage of sexual and fetish information, right? Can you say denial? Because that's the only one that would come to mind) I think this story will really convince you that I truly am a whore.

So there's this guy I've known for a long time and on the outside he's a nice normal looking guy with a nice job and nice car and whatever. I met him because he was the boyfriend of a friend of mine who isn't really much of a friend anymore but after they broke up I guess he got custody of me or something. Whatever, she was a judgemental bitch anyway who annoyed the crap out of me way too often and I suspect that the whole judgemental part was part of why they broke up. Anyway, I'm going to call him Brad because I like Brad Pitt (as if I'm the only one) and although he looks nothing like Brad Pitt, he does have good abs so I'm willing to go with that.

So anyway, Brad as we're calling him called me up yesterday and asked if I wanted to go to lunch. I wasn't really in the mood to do anything so I said I didn't think I could but see, then he sweetened the deal. He suggested we go over to the Pleasure Chest afterwards because he wanted to get some items for himself and if I helped him pick them out, he'd buy something for me too. What a deal! So we had lunch, that was nice. Then we went and did a little shopping and he wanted to get a male leather harness. Now if you're not sure what this looks like, the one he got buckles around the neck like a collar, then has a vertical strap down the middle in back and front with another horizontal strap across his chest. The vertical strap in front goes down to a ring that fits over his cock and balls and then then back strap attaches to that from behind so you get a nice little bit of cock control along with the rest of it which has D rings on the collar in front and back and one on the ring under his cock too, so its a great place to attach a leash. While we were at it we also got him a nice leather cock harness with a D ring on it and a chain leash with a leather strap to go with it.

Okey, so he got everything he wanted, clearly he has a thing about having his cock controlled which is cool with me. I think those things get out of control way too often anyway so its a good idea for a guy to have something to keep things in line. It probably should be mandatory anyway for all men to wear those things or better yet, maybe men should wear cock cages or something. That might be a good idea.

Anyway, so we had so much fun looking at leather harnesses that I was kind of worked up and I said hey, I think I'd like a female harness. So we started looking at some and there was one that was very cool and buckled around the neck with D rings and had the vertical straps down the back and front like his with a horizontal strap that goes under my breasts. The vertical strap would go between my legs with a ring that positioned between my legs and a mount an inch or so behind that to put in a plug for my ass. The idea was that the ring was suppose to go over my pussy in a way that my pussy lips would go around the ring and so when wearing the harness my pussy would be held open basically. That's good for a girl like me don't you think?

The problem was that this guy, "Brad" was being selfish. Not that he wouldn't buy me something as promised, but it seems that he had something else in mind already. Too bad because the thought of that ring spreading open my pussy and a plug digging into my ass was really hot. Of course that harness was more for submissive Maliia and as you may have guessed, this guy wasn't very interested in slave Maliia, he wanted to be the slave. So he comes over with a leather locking dildo harness with an inside strap to hold a butt plug and dildo and of course an outside strap to hold another dildo. At least he was nice enough to consider my needs in the process right? So he said that this was what he wanted to buy for me. Don't get me wrong, it's very nice and all and costs just as much as my harness with the ring that would have spread my pussy would have been, but clearly he was sending a certain message and that message was that he wanted to be my bitch.

I had to think about this one for a bit but you know, I was getting excited (I get very horny every time I go into a store like that anyway) and I started to think about it and picturing the scene and all and I thought well you know, I think I might feel a little dominant today, sure. So I let him buy it for me with the plug, inner dildo and outer dildo attachments. The fact that this thing locks on me is a little worrisome because frankly it can be used as a chastity belt as well. Plug up my naughty holes and lock it on me and Maliia doesn't get to be fucked in her ass or her pussy. See, that's not good. I need to be fucked. It's a big thing for me. I was willing to overlook that though and I figured if anyone else ever came over to play, I just wouldn't tell them about the whole locking chastity belt and plugging my holes part.

So we go back to my place and he's going to drop me off and you know we haven't actually agreed to anything yet, the subject hasn't even come up and we go in the house and he asks if I want for him to model his new harness. See, I'm a smart girl, I know where he's going with this so I say sure, that might be nice. So he strips naked and tries to get into this thing but its hard to do by yourself. I just watched him fuck around with it for a while and finally I asked if he needed help. Of course he was glad to get that so I helped tighten the straps and make sure everything was where it should be. I pulled his cock and balls through the ring and tighened that up so it pulled them up. I think he liked that though. At this point I figured I'd throw some bait out and see where it went. So I said he looked like a good little slave boy. That's all it took! His cock bounced right out into erection mode right away. I've seen guys get hard pretty quick before, let's face it, I tend to inspire that kind of thing from time to time, but this surprised me.

Okey, so I was getting horny and as I said earlier, I'm a whore. We know that though which means when I get horny, I satisfy myself and seeing that nice hard cock right there, how could I turn it down. Maybe that was his plan all along huh? I ordered him to kneel down and bend over and kiss my feet. I was wearing this really cute pair of black sandals with a nice little 3" heel. See, I usually have to wear shoes with a bit of a heel because I'm so short. Anyway, I had him lick the tops of my feet and up my legs a little bit. Everyonce in a while I lifted my other foot to rub his cock and balls with it. I know he liked that. Since I'm so into verbal humiliation, I asked him if he wanted to be my slut and I made him say out loud that he was my bitch and he begged to be on my leash. So I took his new leash and I attached it to the ring under his cock. Convenient huh?

I asked him if he thought I was wearing too much (just a crop top and shorts, nothing fancy really) and if he wanted to see my body. I made him beg for me to show him more of my body and when I thought he did a good job of it I took of my crop top and my bra to reveal my small boobs with thick red nipples which by the way were totally hard of course. He definately liked seeing that. I stripped off my shorts and as you should know I go "commando" whenever possible (I'm not a big fan of wearing panties) so at this point I was naked and from where he was kneeling I know he had a great view of my totally bald little pussy and the two rings I have down there in my labias and I'm sure he could get a very good idea of how wet I already was. I may have even seen him lick his lips at that. Hmmm, or was that my imagination. Anyway, I sat and had him lay over my lap and I spanked his ass for a while, then I got one of my floggers and did a little whipping on him. Nothing too painful, just a little something to get things warmed up. I also led him around by the leash I had on his cock and made him bark and say he was my bitch whore on a leash. Fun huh?

Then I went and sat back down on the sofa and spread my legs and had him lick me to orgasm which happened pretty fast actually. As you probably know, I get wet really fast and I orgasm fairly easily too. That's good for me you know. Naturally when I asked him if I tasted delicious he said yes and apparently he was very eager to keep drinking my juices down there, which nice. I'm told I taste very good so that works out well for me. At this point he was kneeling and I was rubbing his balls with my bare foot, trying to figure out what should happen next. Well, I was still feeling dominant, so I made him crawl to where I put the bag with my present in it and crawl back with it in his mouth. He took out my locking harness and I asked him if he really wanted to be my bitch. Of course he said yes and so I said that if was really going to be a slutty little bitch, I would have to fuck his hole. I made him beg me to fuck his hole actually and then when I figured he'd begged enough I put on the harness (and yes I did put the anal plug and inside dildo in too. Hey, if I'm going to do this, I want pleasure too. I lubed up both the dildo and the plug very well though and I had a little trouble getting the plug in my ass because it was bigger than I thought in the store. Don't worry, I did get it in, it just took a little effort and it definately made me feel filled up back there. Then I slid the dildo into my already wet pussy (that didn't really need any lube, I had my natural Maliia lube for that) and it felt fantastic. I didn't realize it when I bought it but the harness also had a little nub above where the dildo sits that rubs against my clit. The idea of course is as you're fucking someone, the dildo and anal plug shift around and the nub rubs my clit so everything is hitting at once.

I strapped in the dildo, told him to bend over like a bitch and I lubed everything up and very slowly worked the dildo in and out. Just a little at first, you know with this kind of thing it's good to be a little gentle, but as I went slowly in a little and out a little, I would go a little deeper every couple of times. It took a while but finally I was able to go almost all the way in and that's where the fun started. I bucked my hips back and forth, driving the dildo in him while slapping his ass sometimes and reaching around and grabbing his hard cock at other times. As I moved, the dildo and plug moved in me, the nub rubbed my clit and I hit multiple orgasms from it because I just had to keep going. Gah, I was like totally covered in sweat after a few minutes. Seriously, my little brown body was totally glistening and I had sweat dripping down my face. I was pumping him and masturbating his cock with one hand, slapping his ass and balls with the other and finally he came, shooting his cum all over my floor, and it was A LOT too.

I pulled out of him and leaned back on my heels and just rested a minute and he started to get up and I said where are you going? Well you know men are, once they're done, they lose interest. He was like, well, I'm done Mistress, I thought I would go get dressed. I said, um, no. You left a fucking mess on my floor, you're going to clean it up. He said to me, well, I was hoping I would get to watch you lick my cum off the floor. Gah, who's the fucking dominant here huh? I said no, you're the bitch, get on your knees and you lick it up. See, this is where leashes come in handy because he still had one attached to the ring under his cock, so I pulled it hard to get him over to his puddle of cum and I told him if he doesn't lick it up right now, he's never coming back over to my house, period! Naturally he went to his knees and started lapping it all up until it was all clean. Hey, if you're going to cum at my house, don't leave a fucking mess you know? Seriously.

After that I was exhausted from lots of orgasms and a ton of work from fucking his ass and he was spent so he got dressed and left and I went and took a shower and that was my story. I hope you liked it. See, its not all about punishments, sometimes its about rewards too, and you never know when you might get one, just depends on how cruel, slutty, horny or controlled I feel.

When a Punishment Becomes a Reward

If you read my last entry, then you know I revealed a little about a girl I slept with the other night and I said it was a different story for a different time. I planned originally for this to be the time and I was going to talk all about what we did to each other and all the fun we had in such explicit, graphic detail that you would have thought you were there joining us and taking part in the fun. Today though I had a different thought which was that I feel like you guys have been bad. I've complained about this before I guess and I always get a handful of excuses but the bottom line is that I get off on what you guys tell me. I'm serious! I get very excited when I see that someone has made a post to my forum section or someone has left a comment to one of my posts. I love reading what you have to say and I'm really interested in it. Yet, more often than not, only a few people really share their thoughts and sometimes, as was the case with the last couple of entries, no one does. See, that doesn't make me feel good because then I don't get to enjoy whatever you have to say.

So this brought up the question of should I keep sharing my thoughts if you aren't going to share yours. This isn't a one way street you know. It's not like television or a porn video where you sit there, watch and enjoy and that's the end of it. This is interactive and that's what makes it so much fun. Not only do you get to look at me and enjoy my stories and the videos and photos and everything else here but you actually get to hang out and get our lives to mingle a little bit. That's so totally cool and its one of the things I really love about this whole experience. It's the chance to interact with people I never would have gotten to know otherwise. Except its not really working out that way.

The question then is should I just keep plugging away at this, and I know a number of you will jump in and say yes and whatever and you are probably right of course. On the other hand, since we are into the bdsm lifestyle and I'm enjoying taking a dominant position sometimes, the question I have is whether punishment is in order. Of course this raises another problem. How do you punish someone who will enjoy the punishment. That's something I've spoken a lot with people on. It's especially a problem if you have a submissive who acts up just because he or she wants to be punished. In that case, punishing them is really like giving them a reward and in that case aren't you rewarding them for behavior that you don't want? If that's so, doesn't the punishment become counter-productive because you're reinforcing that type of behavior which will just make it all the more common and likely to happen? After all, if we want to train someone to behave in a certain way (and this has nothing to do with dominant or submissive by the way, its more about conditioned actions) then don't we have to make sure that our punishments will result in an aversion to the behavior that we're trying to correct?

See, I thought so too. So in this case I have a few choices. I can ignore the problem and keep doing my thing and hope it goes away, except this hasn't really been a good strategy so far and I don't think its working. Second, I can find some other solution which I think I would need input on and since that's the exact problem I'm trying to resolve, it seems a little catch 22 like. The third option though is to punish you. Some people might argue that punishing people who are just reading my stuff and enjoying my webcage could be counter productive. After all, they didn't come here to put up with that crap. Well, I agree with that, but still, I want to try it and see how it goes. As a result, I'm not going to tell my story in graphic explicit mind blowing detail about the fun I had with the gorgeous girl a couple of nights ago. I always have great stories to share though that will make you crazy, so I hope I get to share them. So, we'll see.

How Many Ways Can You Call Me a Slut Whore?

A while back I did a post about my period and since I'm a young, healthy girl who goes through this process once a month its not exactly a secret that its something that I have to deal with. I talked about it a little and my conclusions were that I get really horny during that time for some reason and that regarding sex with a girl who is riding the white pony, people seem to fall into three catagories. Those who love it and have a total fetish for it, those who will do it because they like the girl a lot (or are just really horny and don't care) and finally those who whether they see that time as a normal natural thing or a gross thing, find the idea of having sex with a girl on her period to be something they just don't want to do. Interestingly enough though, a lot of people who said they fell into the third catagory still volunteered to fuck me anyway when my Aunt Flo comes to town.

You're probably wondering what the point of all that was, maybe it was just a recap of a previous topic. Well of course it was, but I didn't write this entry to talk about my period but rather to talk about the entry in which I talk about my period, or more specifically all of the creative euphemisms I came up with for my period. You might remember I had all kinds like Aunt Flo, the Crimson Tide, riding the white pony and I must have had at least half a dozen others. I could have been even more creative with it but you know, you get to a point in which its enough.

Still though, I woke up this morning thinking about all of the euphemisms for other things too like sex and sexual organs and other things. Its amazing to me how many different ways we can think of to come up with saying the same thing. I mean really, what's wrong with us! Clearly we must have sex on the brain. It's like the eskimos with I don't know how many words they have for snow but I think they have no idea about coconut. So, the really gorgeous girl I was sleeping with and (and yes we did more than sleep...she was delicious in every way but that's a different story for a different entry!) I decided to put together a list of the ones I thought were either well known or really cool and if you have any to add, then let's hear it. The truth is that the list got way out of control. I thought it was only going to be a few things for each of the subjects but we just kept coming up with stuff and honestly, a lot of it I didn't even list here because I tried to go mostly with the things that I thought were funny or creative. You've probably heard all of these but maybe there's one that will be new to you. Anyway, I hope you enjoy some of these terms as much as I did. Gah, sometimes I have way too much time on my hands.

Terms for Fucking Maliia (or anyone else for that matter)
Riding the Baloney Pony, Playing Hide the Salami, No Pants Dance, Ride The Skin Bus To Tuna Town, Feed The Kitty, Bury The Weasel, Beast with two backs, Sinking the Titanic, Team pushups, You've got male, Saving Ryan's privates, Eating at the Y, Give the monkey a banana, Vaginal bungee jumping.

More of That Time of the Month:
A Dishonorable Discharge from the Uterine Navy , Miss Scarlett's Come Home to Tara, Clean-Up in Aisle One , Massacre at the Y, Game Day for the Crimson Tide , Panty Shields Up, Captain! , Taking Carrie to the Prom , Rebooting the Ovarian Operating System

For Guys:
Dating Rosie and her Five Sisters, Spanking the monkey, Auditioning the Hand Puppet, Attack the one-eyed purple-headed warrior, Audition your hand puppet, Battling the purple-headed yogurt slinger, Be your own best friend, Beat the bishop, Beat the bologna, Beat the meat, Burp the worm,
Calling down for more mayo, Charm the snake, Check for testicular cancer, Choke Kojak, Choke the chicken, Choke the sheriff and wait for the posse to come, Cleaning out your account, Go on a date with Handrea and Palmela, Helping put Mr. Kleenex's kids through college, Looking for clues with Fred and Daphne, Lubricating the love monkey, Make the bald man puke, Making the world safe for democracy, Much a goo about nothing,
Play five against one, Play in a one-man show, Play pocket pool, Play tag with the pink torpedo, Polish the rocket, Prime the pump, Sailing the mayonnaise seas, Distributing the secret sauce, Squeeze the toothpaste in the middle of the tube, Stroke the one-eyed burping gecko, Take matters into your own hands

Since I spent so much time on the guys and after all, it was two girls who probably masturbate way more than the average girl should, how about when I play with myself.

For the Girls:
Auditioning the finger puppets, Buffin' the muffin, Cuddle your clit, Churning butter, Clam bake for one, Cuddling the kitty, Dialing the rotary phone, Digging for clam, Double clicking your mouse, Engaging in a hot button issue, Fingerpainting, Fucking without complications, Get a date with slick mittens, Giving the fuzzy bunny a carrot, Giving yourself the finger, Having sex with someone you love, Lovin' your oven, Parting the Pink Sea, Play the clitar, Playing couch hockey for one, Plumbing the bottomless pit of passion, Walk through the valley of love, Paddle the pink canoe .

and of course no list would be complete without a few terms to describe your favorite little brown skinned fucktoy: Box of assorted creams, Municipal cockwash (that's all we could think of for me which is fine because maybe you guys can be more creative).

Anyway, sure, we could have gone on and on with this by thinking of all the names for pussies, cocks, tits, whores, whatever but we had to draw a line somewhere! So have a good time and share your thoughts if you want to, I love hearing from you either with comments here or post a message in the forum section if you want!

Unreliable People Suck!

First I wanted to thank the people who had thoughts about my ethical dilemma. It sounds like the steps I took are probably the right ones and I've done what I could to get the watch back to its rightful owner so now I guess I'll just wait and see what happens.

Anyway, I consider myself to be a pretty reliable person. It's true that I may be a naughty little fuck toy slut and yet I do have a very high sense of ethics. Hopefully you got that impression from my little watch dilemma but part of being ethical and having integrity I think is also being reliable. To me that means if I say I'm going to do something then I do it and if I don't think I can do it then I won't agree to it. Sure there are times when you try to do something but find out you just aren't capable or unexpected things come up and in those cases I'm pretty courteous about it and I let the person know what's going on so they can be informed about where things are at and can help figure out a reasonable solution that they feel comfortable with.

Since I'm so reliable and courteous and stuff when it comes to doing things for people and doing what I say I will, I guess I kind of expect that sort of treatment in return as well. Unfortunately as we all know, it doesn't always work out that way. Today was a good example of that. I asked a guy who will remain nameless to do a big favor for me. I'm not going to go into detail about the favor but it would have required an hour of his time and I did as much as I could to make it fast and easy, otherwise it probably would have taken 2-3 hours. It took me a couple of hours to prepare everything for him and I made sure several times he knew when the favor had to be done by. By the way, I had to ask the same favor of a couple of other people who came through with no problem so I was very happy they were so reliable but then again, I kind of had a feeling they would be and to be honest, I had a feeling this guy wouldn't be so maybe its my own fault for not trusting my instincts.

So about a month and a half ago I sent everyone the information about how to do this favor that I'm not talking about in detail so you have no idea what I'm referring to but that's okey because you don't need to know what it is in order to get the broader point which is everyone had plenty of time to do it. The other two people found an hour in the first few weeks to take care of it. I started getting worried in mid September so I emailed the guy, and he said he'd have it to me within 10 days. 2 weeks later, I called and he said he'd have it in a couple of days. Another week goes by and still nothing so I call his office and I'm told that he went out of the country for a couple of weeks and is not in a place where he can check email/internet. Now he knew my deadline was coming up in a couple of days and yet he goes off on a trip without completing the favor and without even telling me what the deal was despite promises to the contrary. If this guy had simply told me at the beginning or even a month ago or two weeks ago or a week ago that he just couldn't do it because of everything that was going on, that's fine. But no! He didn't do that. He kept making promises and now I have like 3 days to find someone else to do this favor for me instead. Luckily I do have someone else lined up because I had a feeling this first guy would be so unreliable that I lined up a second guy and decided I would do most of the work myself.

Okey, so I know it sounds like a lot of wild rambling but the point is that I'm not upset or anything because I had a backup plan but the fact is, if I didn't then this guy would have really screwed me over and not in a good way either. If I had continued to wait on him or didn't have a backup plan I'd be running around right now like a chicken with no head and believe me, that's not a good visual image at all! So that's my rant for today that I'm just really dissapointed with people I can't rely on. Generally unreliable people are not my friends. I like to surround myself with positive people who I can count on. Sometimes I give people too much benefit of the doubt, but I guess that's because I've always come out ahead by trusting the best in a person than not. Sure, sometimes I'm dissapointed like now, but usually I think the person comes through okey. Still, it says a lot about having a backup plan, and you thought I was only good for spreading my legs and having hard cocks filling my tight holes and wet pussies pressed on my mouth. How silly! Now where did I put my dog collar and leash?

My Ethical Dilemma

When I was young I was walking through the parking lot of a grocery store and I found a wallet. I guess a guy was getting into his car or something and he dropped it. It had a lot of money in it, like maybe $500 or more and I think anyone who is faced with that can be tempted to take the money and claim they found the wallet empty. Still, I decided to do the right thing as I had been told so I went into the store and spoke with the manager and told her that I found this wallet and the owner of it should be contacted. If I had been smart I would have tried to find the owner myself, but this was before internet really and we didn't have a computer then anyway. But nonetheless I thought I was doing the right thing and I was under the impression back then that adults also wanted to do the right thing so this manager who I'd seen many times when we'd go shopping there, seemed like she would be okey and trustworthy.

Well it didn't quite work out that way because I found out from any employee who was friends with my older sister that in fact the manager gave the wallet back to the guy claiming it was empty when he found it. So chances are pretty good he pocketed the money. So the dilemma becomes do I feel good because regardless of the actions of others, I did the right thing so I can feel proud of that, or do I feel bad because the end result was the same as if I had kept the money for myself, only I of course didn't get to benefit at all from the whole honesty thing.

Keeping this in mind, I was recently faced with another such dilemma. I was going to play tennis with a friend and I was walking down the sidewalk and I found a ladies watch. A really nice one too which coincidently, fits me perfectly and I checked on the internet and its probably worth several hundred dollars. I looked around briefly but didn't see anyone who looked like they were searching for a watch. I didn't want to turn it in to the people running the tennis courts because perhaps I would have the same experience where they just pocket this valuable item for themselves and the real owner never gets it back. On the other hand, I didn't want to have to go running around to try to find the owner by putting up signs, taking out ads and doing all kinds of other things. That's just too much for me. Besides, I didn't want people to call me or have my phone number and I already lose half my emails as it is to spam. It takes me days to dig through my email pile while is why if it takes a little longer for me to respond to you, I'm sorry, that's why, its nothing personal. Believe me because I LOVE to hear from people and read their naughty fantasies and experiences.

So is fate trying to test me? Well, I gave it some thought over a couple of days and spoke to a couple of friends and what I concluded was that it would be unethical to keep the watch without at least making a reasonable effort to find the owner of it. This isn't to say I should make an unreasonable effort, but the watch does have a serial number on it so maybe I can contact the company and see where it leads. If I can get contact info on the owner, I can ask them what happened to their watch and if they say they lost it I can ask where and when. See, I would do that just to make sure they didn't sell it to someone else who then lost it. Pretty smart huh?

Anyway, I concluded that following up on the serial number was a reasonable effort but if after expending a reasonable effort to return the watch, I couldn't find the real owner, maybe it was okey to keep it. Its one of those ethical things where for me, its not enough that I do the right thing and then pass it off as someone else's problem the way I did before. So if you have any thoughts on this or suggestions of how else I can handle it and still be ethical about it, let me know.

Maliia's List of Celebrities to Have Sex With

I'm sure you've heard of these couples who have this agreement that of course they have to be faithful to each other because they're married or in some relationship or whatever but they have some list of five celebrities and if they ever got an opportunity to have sex with one of them they could and it would be okey. Whether or not it would really be okey I don't know but I guess the thinking of each person is that the chances that the guy's wife or girlfriend will ever actually meet George Clooney is very slim and the chances that he'll hit on her and they'll go back to his suite at the local hotel to test the springs on the mattress are even slimmer. It's the same thinking I think for the girls too. They figure that they're already slumming it with this guy and there's just no way he can do better so even if he did have the chance to meet up with Angelina Jolie, let's face it, nothing is likely to happen. Of course this doesn't take into account that one of the people in the relationship is really hot, has a job in a related industry where they actually could not only meet such people but also get to know them on a personal and professional level, or that the celebrity in question will be so high, drunk or just plain horny that they'd gladly fuck the gas tank on an '87 Honda Accord if it meant no strings attached. Let's face it, we are dealing with real people here you know.

Living in L.A. and being the kind of girl I am, I've known a number of celebrity types, both big time and little time and I'm even friends with a few but I'm not a name dropper so who they are isn't important. What is important is the fact that these are people like anyone else. Most are very insecure, some are complete assholes and some are very nice but have no clue about how most people live their lives.

Nonetheless, I was talking with a friend the other day, and no we aren't in a relationship but we were just thinking about the celebrities we'd like to have sex with if the chance came up. His list was pretty predictable with Angelina Jolie, Jennifer Aniston, Eva Longoria, Scarlett Johansen, etc. Beautiful girls sure but based on what I've read in the tabloids (which are always 100% accurate of course), would you really want to be in the middle of a threesome with Angelina and Jennifer? I'm not sure about that.

I also came up with a list and I think my friend thought my list was going to be all boys and I was supposed to limit it to five as well. I'm not very good at playing by the rules though, if I were I'd probably not spend so much time in fetish outfits and fishnets dressed like a streetwalking whore, so it fits with my personality to change things up a little. I decided that since I'm bi, I should have three girls and three boys. I wanted to avoid most of the obvious boys too like Russell Crowe or George Clooney because frankly they're kind of older and I need a younger guy who can keep up with me sexually. I also didn't include Tom Cruise because he's really short and he seems kind of unbalanced. They're all unbalanced of course, but if you can't control your lack of balance in public then that's really really unbalanced. Even though Brad Pitt is in his 40's I still had to include him though because I figured even if his sexual stamina isn't what it used to be, he's still delicious. The next guy on my list was Ryan Reynolds who was in a bunch of funny movies. I like him because he's really hot, great body but also he's hillarious and makes me laugh. If we're just talking about a one night stand, I don't know how much laughing I'll be doing but it's always nice to have the option. Finally for the boys I chose Chris Evans. Chris who? I had to look him up to get his name. This was the guy who played Johnny Storm in the Fantastic Four. That's all I called him for a while, I said I'd like to fuck the Fantastic Four fire guy. It wasn't until I was writing this that I actually bothered to go figure out his name.

Now for the girls. You know, I went in a totally ethnic direction here with girls. It's not that I don't like white girls, I love them actually so I'm not sure what happened. I guess if I had five slots for the girls maybe I would have had room for Scarlett Johansen (I know I'm spelling her name wrong but its her own damn fault for having a complicated last name. Of course with a last name like Kanaulahu, I shouldn't be pointing fingers huh?) or Natalie Portman. Instead I went with Jessica Alba who I've always thought was really cute and seems to have a good public personality. I've liked watching her from back in her Dark Angel days and the only reason I ever watched that show was because I liked her outfit. There's something hot about a girl in black leather on a motorcycle. My next choice, and this isn't in any kind of order by the way, its first come first served as far as I'm concerned, is Kristin Kreuk. This is the girl who plays Lana Lang on Smallvile and several months ago I already professed a thing for Lana Lang. It wasn't really about the actress but frankly it had more to do with the character and the fact that it would have been very easy to work some nice bondage themes in with her. Still, Kristin is very cute and since I do have a thing for Asian girls, the fact that she's half Chinese works in her favor. Speaking of Chinese, for my last slot I gave it to Ziyi Zhang who used to be known as Zhang Ziyi from her Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon days but when she went Hollywood and did Memoirs of a Geisha I guess she figured out that here in the U.S. we do our last names last instead of first and so she flipped them. I still say its way too many Z's. Anyway, I think she's super cute which is nice and could be a lot of fun to be with if she were lesbian or at least bi. I understand that she's learning more English which in a way is a downside because there's something about not being able to communicate with words but rather with only physical movements and other methods that is extremely hot. There's just too much talk and not enough action as it is already.

So there you have my list so if you are any of those people and you're reading this, drop me an email and we'll go hook up. Well, tell me your fantasy about me first and that way I can come prepared. You know, if you have a fantasy about me as a ponygirl, I want to make sure I show up at your door with the bridle locked on my head and the bit in my mouth, ready to go. Of course even if you're not one of these celebrities, that's okey, too be perfectly honest, most of the bondage fun and sexual excitement in my life is from non-celebrity sources. Do you have any thoughts you want to share? Let's hear it!