May 31, 2005
Cannibalicious!
Hufu -- The Healthy Human Flesh Alternative!
"What does Hufu TM taste like? Does it taste like human flesh?"
"HufuTM is designed to resemble, as humanly possible, the taste and texture of human flesh. If you've never had human flesh before, think of the taste and texture of beef, except a little sweeter in taste and a little softer in texture. Contrary to popular belief, people do not taste like pork or chicken. "
"Do you plan any more food products?"
"Yes. We hope this summer to introduce two new cannibalism related food products: Hufu Healthy Hearts TM and Hufu Doctor Lecter's Liver TM for the cannibal gourmand who appreciates the rich tastes of these delicacies. Hufu, LLC also has in development a variety of new food products that we believe the public will love as much as our original HufuTM product line."
May 24, 2005
Black & Blue Balled
So, what will YOU be wearing?
I'll be the one who looks like me. Only dolled up to the gol-danged nines.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
May 23, 2005
Honk if you love sploshing!
The first in a series of splosh-o-licious products from MistressCherry.com. This durable, vinyl bumper sticker sends the message, "Sure, you *could* egg my car, but I'd probably like it. How about egging ME? Or pie-ing me? Or pudding-ing me? So long as it's edible, I'm not picky."
http://www.cafepress.com/sploshshop
Coming soon - a handy Splosh apron (for the splosh-er - not the splosh-ee. What fun would *that* be?)!
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
Humpy Puppets
If you see only one filthy, irreverent, screamingly hilarious puppet-rock musical variety show about a delusional 39-year-old clown man living in his mother's basement this year, make sure it's Uncle Jimmy's Dirty Basement. I assure you that you will not be able to get "Wearing The Hat That The Cat Humped" out of your head for DAYS. And that ain't a bad thing.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
May 20, 2005
Essentialism begins at home.
The layout of my building is such that I can hear conversations from all the other bathrooms below as clearly as if they were right there in the shower with me. Today's gem via the airshaft from the downstairs neighbors - a harried 40-something mom and her 3-year-old son:
Mom: What's wrong with you? You've been mean to me all day.
Child: I have my penis.
Mom: I'm glad you have your penis. That's an important thing to have.
And so it begins.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
We interrupt this smut...
I reserve the right to get all political on your ass every once in a while.
Young People Need the Facts - Support the Healthy Teens Act
The newly introduced Healthy Teens Act (A.6619/S.5121) would provide funding to develop and implement age-appropriate, medically-accurate sex education in our school districts, school-based health centers, and community-based organizations.
Contact your state legislators today to show your support for this bill!
More info: getthefactsny.org
Just doin' my part for the future kinksters.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
dommeblogs.com
Hello Darlings,
In the spirit of Domina sisterhood, and inspired by the writings of the delicious Mistress Octavia, I've decided to start a central resource for the webjournals of Pro-Dommes. Profiles on independent or dungeons serve their purpose, but day-to-day writings provide unparallelled access into the workings of the Femdom mind. I'm pleased to have somewhere to share my thoughts, and I'm deeply fascinated by what others in my profession wish to share with the world.
If you are a Pro-Domme, and have a blog, please contact me via the link on the right.
Don't say I never did anything for ya.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
May 19, 2005
The "O" Really Factor
A Critic Takes On the Logic of Female Orgasm
"Evolutionary scientists have never had difficulty explaining the male orgasm, closely tied as it is to reproduction.
But the Darwinian logic behind the female orgasm has remained elusive. Women can have sexual intercourse and even become pregnant - doing their part for the perpetuation of the species - without experiencing orgasm. So what is its evolutionary purpose?"
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I'm all for Science, but on this 'un, I'm thinking purpose-schmurpose. Not so much with the caring "why" as I am "how" and "if".
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
p.s. Just for clarity's sake, it ain't NEVER happening in a pro-session, but you'd better believe I give a big, shuddering DAMN about it at home.
Drudge Fudge
Or, well, probably not so much "fudge" as "fruit" from the pic, but the obstreperous Matt Drudge is reporting that there was a new media sploshing at the Radar re-launch soiree last night. Personally, I'd leave Nick Denton un-pied (Gawker and Wonkette have been kind to me over the past while), and show up Chez Drudge with a big ol' Cleveland Creamer in hand, but that's just me.
http://www.drudgereport.com/flash3nd.htm
XXXXX DRUDGE REPORT XXXXX THU MAY 19, 2005 10:44:37 ET XXXXX
NEW MEDIA FIGHT: 'GAWKER' PIE LIES AT 'RADAR' PARTY
It's official. The emerging New Media Wars in New York have turned ugly.
GAWKER/WONKETTE.COM founder Nick Denton claims a pie-throw directed at him last night at Hotel QT in NYC during the RADAR mag relaunch party was "a dud...merely grazing the hair."
"A pie went flying through the air toward Denton's head, completely missing it," mocked another dispatch.
But as this photo shows, Denton took the pie full on, raising questions about Denton's ability to report the truth about an event -- even when he was there and directly involved!
Developing...
May 18, 2005
What the devil?
"Cacodemonomania, naturally, is the psychiatric establishment’s term for intercourse — or rather the delusion of intercourse — with demons. "
Further reading: Copulating with Devils: Cacodemonomania by David Brizer
My assignment to you for today - bring up cacodemonomania in at least one conversation, and report back any findings and/or reactions from friends, colleagues, or fellow public transit passengers. I'm morbidly curious about the prevalence of this condition.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
May 17, 2005
A bird in his hand is a cuckold to Bush.
My chapeau is off to this gentleman.
http://www.craigslist.org/nby/m4w/73770448.html
If your boyfriend's a Republican I want you. Now. - 35
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Reply to: anon-73770448@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-05-16, 9:12PM PDT
I don’t care how old you are, how much you weigh or what you look like. I don’t care if you like cuddling by the fire or being slathered in mayonnaise with a clown mask on. So long as you have a significant other who cares for you deeply and voted for Bush, I can promise you without hesitation the very best sex you will ever, ever have: brain-scrambling, soul-shattering, scream-to-the-heavens sex that will leave you not only walking funny, but mumbling incoherently for days. And believe me, it’ll be nowhere near as good for you as it will be for me.
This offer not valid to married or underage women or those with boyfriends currently serving in Iraq. They’ve been screwed enough.
With a Cherry on top. Or, well, underneath.
Must nap now, but remind me to tell y'all about the time I had a lifelong dream made flesh (mmm...delicious, delectable flesh...) by having not one, but TWO ooey, gooey frosted cakes plopped and dropped and smushed all over my barenekkid body.
Oh wait - that was this past weekend? My, how the time doth fly. Must be the ensuing sugar coma.
Off to dreamland go I...
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
p.s. Semi-confidential to The Lusty Lady - my first splosh ever was with, yes, a cupcake.
May 11, 2005
A Banner Day
Just in case you're feeling all linky with your kinky and whatnot.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
P.S. Calloo callay! A actual sane and rational mainstream article about BDSM!
Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down: Pain for Pleasure
Sadomasochists Seek Pain Without Injury but Lots of Play
May 10, 2005
Hair Apparent
Oh, the clarity that time lends to our view of past events.
Case in point - I was poring through my daily regimen of BDSM/fetish research (this kink thing ain't just a hobby for me, ya know), and came across some interesting notes on the sexualized aspects of (my current obsession) cannibalism. While I've done in-depth study into, and certainly sessioning with gents who view the gift of their body for consumption as the ultimate act of submission, I hadn't given much thought to those whose raison de manger was snacking on the parts of others.
No, not the bathing suit bits (at least not in this case - but the German Pie Cannibal is worthy of his own post - heck, several, even!), or even the yummity (or so I hear) flesh, but rather the cast-offs - hair, fingernails, etc. What motivates the consumption of another's dross? The judge in the GPC case opined that eating a willing victim sprung from a "perverted desire to consume a sympathetic man [to] become part of him," but I don't think it's quite the same motivation. Perhaps more a desire for connection than an overpowering need to subsume. It's somehow more benign, but nonetheless, considerably out of the mainstream of sexuality, no?
The reason this came to a head (ahem) today was that it just happened to coincide with a notification about my impending high school reunion (15th, if you wanna get all mathy about it), and included the name of a classmate I'd known and considered a friend since 'round about kindergarten. While I'll readily admit I didn't have a heck of a lot of use for the majority of my classmates, J. always had a touch of defiant iconoclasm to him, and I admired that. He'd select a single tooth to not brush for a few weeks at a time, carry a plaid metal lunchbox when all his peers had graduated on to paper sacks, never bothered to get a driver's license, and oh yes - paid another boy $4 to pluck out 5 strands of his crush's hair and deliver them to the back of the field trip bus so he could chew on them. Indeed, my memories of my 8th grade class trip to Chicago include Gino's Pizza, a boat ride on the lake, getting spat on by local toughs at the Museum of Science and Industry, and J. walking through it all, blithely chomping on a wad of Heather's hair, impervious to all snide whispers, and seemingly unfazed by Heather's complete disinterest and mortification. He didn't need her approval - he had a part of HER.
Ladies and gentleman - my first fetishist.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
May 09, 2005
Bed & Dungeon
Will you be at La Domaine Esemar this coming weekend? Oh how convenient - I will as well. I'll be the one who looks like me, so if you're there, do say hello. Or "ouch," or somesuch.
xxxMCE
May 04, 2005
Everything is illuminated.
Those who know me well are aware that I've set my own hair (but NEVER anyone else's - I assure you!) on fire during sessions perhaps half a dozen times.
Photos like this may perhaps explain why.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
p.s. Photo courtesy of Mistress Shiva
May 03, 2005
Listing. (No fisting.)
"Hey Mistress Cherry - what are your most super-fun and favorite BDSM activities?"
Glad you asked.
I love especially love splosh (food play), elaborate roleplay (teacher/student, nurse/patient, interrogation, therapist/patient, the more complex and intensive, the better!), psychodrama, electrical (P.E.S.) play, OTK spanking, spitting & biting, face-slapping, cannibalism fantasy, ginger and pepper figging, puppy training, hand to skin corporal punishment (spanking, pinching, scratching, slapping, punching), foot and boot worship, trampling, bastinado, cross-dressing, fire & ice, mouth soapings, mummification, sensory deprivation, medical play (sounds, piercing, cutting), and verbal play.
And sorry, I don't do brown, strap-on, dildo training, fisting or enemas (sensing a theme here?), body worship (except for feet and hands - and if you ask me for a "job" of any sort, you are so VERY CLEARLY in the WRONG PLACE and I'll dispatch my goon squad [I have a goon squad, don'tcha know?] to make you go bye bye before you can bat a lash), smoking fetish (allergic), latex clothing (ibid), or anything I'm just not feeling in the mood for. There are plenty of other talented Dominas who would be more than delighted to help you out, and I'm happy to make recommendations.
And I don't switch. Just ain't for me.
Thank you, and good night.
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
p.s. And if you have a burning desire to be verbally cuckolded by me, have at it with this fairly nasty little recording.
Splish Splosh
You know you're a splosh addict when you trundle off to your kitchen to make popcorn and spend five minutes hunting high and low for the olive oil before you remember that you took it to the dungeon to baste your sub before "roasting" him.
You can only imagine what happened to my nutcracker...
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
On the left, Mistress Sade. On the right, Mistress Cherry Esplanade. Under the candles and frosting, one HAPPY sub.
Photo courtesy of Mistress Shiva.
May 02, 2005
Spank Book
Be a doll, and buy my pal's swell smut, 'kay?
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
Dog-gone it!
A few days ago, I was toting home some dungeon laundry, and left my bag at a friend's apartment while we popped out for a cocktail. It seems that one of his dogs (I've got my eye on the Irish Wolfhound) took a fancy to the intoxicating cologne of my no-longer-fresh dainties and, well, ate them.
So now I'm wondering - is said pup a panty sniffer, and just what IS the going rate for Domme-scented undergarments these days? I'm calling this one a freebie, but if Doggiebreath is gonna keep gnawing up my undies for fun, I'll have to start charging him for the privilege!
xxxMistress Cherry Esplanade
(Sister of the pup in question.)