Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Time Wasters

I have to say on the whole the guys in Northern Ireland have been good to let me know if they can't make it and have either called or sent a text to cancel.  This I not only don't mind, but respect and will always be happy to see them another time, should they want to see me.

However, there are a certain breed of men that seem to have no respect or regard for their actions.  They call you up and make a firm booking and tell you they will call when they get to you etc and you have no reason to doubt them and then when the time comes, you wait a little, then you start to wonder if they are going to turn up and then you realise that the person has just decided they can't be bothered or something else has turned up and they haven't got the decency to tell you.

Today this has happened twice and both have had consequences.

The first time a really sweet chap wanted to see me at around 3pm, but I told him I couldn't see him again because I already had a booking.  It was a firm booking and I had no reason to suspect that it would not happen.  I didn't want him to miss out totally so I told him my friend was free and after a while he agreed to see her instead.  It was all arranged and everyone was going to be happy, although he did say that it was me he really wanted to see.

five to 3 came and I heard Ann's door being knocked and she let the chap in that I had seen previously and would have liked to have seen again.  3pm arrived and my client still had not arrived.  Due to being busy when I took his call I didn't manage to record his number and could not chase him up.  He didn't turn up and no message to apologies.

When Ann had finished with the client I had said no to, she called to say he would like to say goodbye to me and he was all coy and looked like he had fun with Ann but was still hankering for me. 

It is frustrating when you are left high and dry and it isn't just me who is affected.  Ann didn't feel particularly great when the client I had past on to her was getting all lovey dovey with me when I popped in after and that made me feel bad too.

Then later I have a booking at 7.30pm for half an hour and another one at 9pm.  The 9pm booked me for one hour and enquired if he would be able to extend should we get on.  I told him that I would not be seeing anyone else after him, so that would be possible.  The 7.30pm arrives and he is lovely.  We hit it off straight away and have a really good time together and as always when you are having fun the time whizzes by.  In all honesty, if he had been my last booking for the day I would have carried on past the time and just enjoyed him for myself and as it was we probably did overide by about 10 mins, but then I had to let him go.

I quickly shower and get ready for the 9pm and start packing, as I will be off at 6am, so really needed to be organised.  Guess what?  He doesn't turn up and no cancellation or apology.  This time I do have a number and I ask him if he is late, lost or not coming?  No reply.  Ok, I'm angry so I told him that next time he is left on the streed because the Escort has double booked or he is let down the only person to blame is himself.  Men like him have no respect for women or possibly anybody and it makes my blood boil that they choose to piss people about in this way.  All it takes is a few words sent by text to say, sorry I can't make it!  I may be a little disappointed, but then I have a choice to book with someone else or call it a day.  No call, no choice!  Bastard!  Yes I know I don't normally swear, but I am annoyed.

What a lovely way to end a tour of N.Ireland!  Thank God I have some lovely memories to take home with me or I would be tempted not to come back and thankfully the chap I saw at 7.30pm was actually a lovely client to end on.  I just wish I had known he would be the last one when he was here.

Kate :(

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Northern Ireland Tour 25th to 28th June

For me this tour actually started on the 24th with a long drive from Worcester to Newcastle where I was going to meet my good friend and fellow Escort Ann (shysmiles, also known as shyandretiring on adultwork}.  Within moments of getting on the motorway I encountered my first traffic jam, as there had been an accideent on the M42, then there was another accident about an hour later and just slow traffic due to road works along the next section.  In all honesty the A1 was the only road that was steady and trouble free.  I started out a little later that I had intended, around 2.45pm and finally arrived in Newcastle at 8.30pm.



We are also looking at offering duo bookings by the way, although we have never worked together before in this way and we are both straight, but I'm sure they would be fun.  We would be charging £140 for half an hour and £220 for one full hour.  If you are interested please get in touch via phone with 07564749474.

Meeting up again with Ann was the funniest thing.  Two women that both live alone (I might as well do with regards to conversation with my son) and two women that have forged a bond mostly via the internet over several months, although we have met once before briefly.  We both had so much to say to each other it was like a barrage of words, an assualt on the ears, with neither of us stopping for breath, with the most comical moment when I had to tell her to shut up so I could say something I deemed to be important and then she told me to shut up so she could carry on talking.  We just looked at each other and laughed.  Thank God we have seperate rooms at the hotel lol.  We would never get any work done or sleep!!!!  It's making me laugh recounting it lol.

I can't say we settled down before going to bed, because we didn't.  We cracked open a bottle of vodka, ordered some chinese (my favourite, crispy peking duck) and continued to chat while checking out our email accounts/messages.  Thank God ladies can multi task lol. I eventually got to bed gone 12pm, although I think Ann was much later than that.

We did have an early start in the morning, with the taxi arranged to pick us up at 5.40am, we were both up for 5am to get ready.  For me that was a matter of waking up, putting my make up on, brushing hair and sorting out a few last minute bits and pieces, but for poor old Ann it was a matter of packing for the trip!  In her defence, she has had family visiting for the last 2 weeks, with the last one leaving just the day before and she has an elderly friend who she spends loads of time with and makes sure he is ok.  I expect he will miss her while she is away, so she had a few things to sort out for him before leaving.  I admire this lady so much, she is one of the most selfless people I know, but in being selfless she is neglecting her own needs a tad and I would love to help her put that right.  I'm not sure helping her spend her money is quite the ticket at the moment though (I'm not the only one with things to be sorted financially) but maybe spending time together and I may get to take some pics for her profile etc will do some good.

So... running a little late, but at the airport now, we are booked in and through to departures and I get the brain wave to start the day with a hot chocolate laced with brandy.  By gosh it was lovely!  The plane was showing no signs of needing us yet, so we decided to have another one, but just as it was getting served up the message came up for us to go to the gate.  I'm usually one of the first on the move when that happens, but sod it, I had a hot chocolate to drink, so we decided to let the others queue at the gate, while we finished off our drinks.  It actually worked out really well as there was no queue at all when we got there and we were straight on the plane.  We hadn't held the plane up at all, as they were still waiting for other people and the plane arrived in Belfast 15 minutes early!  Fab!

I had been offered a lift to the hotel by a client I had met during my previous trip to Belfast, but as we were quite early and he had a 20 minute drive to the airport, we decided we would just be as well to catch the bus that stopped by the hotel.  It was just filling up when we got outside and we made it in the nic of time.  Less than 10 mins later we were at the hotel.  Things didn't run quite as smoothly as I had hoped, as only one of the rooms was ready on time, so we had to both collapse on the one bed and collapse we did, as we were both very tired.

Eventually my room was ready and the rest I will write about once we are back in Newcastle on the 29th.  I would hate to say something that got us evicted from our rooms, especially as it's not just me to consider.  In the words of Arnie... I'll be back!

Now that will serve me right for delaying writing the blog.  I can't remember all the juicy bits now.

The hotel was fab, we had absolutely no problems with it and the bed was huuugggggeeee!!! I would definitely work there again, so TP may be getting another visit at some point.

Ann and I had our first FFM duo with a client I had met before with another lady.  It went ok, but we decided afterwards that it wasn't something we really wanted to do again.  The problem is, that whereas Theresa quite likes watching at times and enjoys the whole experience Ann likes to feel 'special' and take things a little slower and I enjoy the intimacy of kissing and eye contact too, so between the two of us we just didn't feel we had that.  I'm not saying it didn't go well, as i'm pretty sure the client was happy at the end of it, but, we didn't get enough out of it to want to do it again, so... no more duo's for us.

I was taken out for the evening by a regular client.  He came over to my room first, where we had some fun together and then I got changed into a dress for the evening meal.  First we popped round to his place, which was lovely and we spent a lot of time getting to know each other a little better.  He's a lovely man and I really enjoy his company, he's also very generous as he gave me a bottle of champagne and a variation on my favourite perfume.  I normally use Coco by chanel, but this one had the word 'madmoisel' written on it and the packaging was white instead of black.  I tried some today for the first time and it is lovely.  A little lighter than Coco, so now I have a beautiful fragrance for the day, as well as one for the evening.  The more I smell it the more I love it.  Thank you x

We then went for dinner, which was at a Chinese Restaurant.  It was delicious and a lovely way to end the evening. 

It's difficult for me to talk about other clients that I met to any great extent, as all of them were really nice and I had the best time.  I suppose if I had to pin point anything on my last day I had a few timewasters contact me, which was frustrating and thankfully I met a young man in the evening who had asked me to wear a dress and satin white gloves (as in one of my pictures).  He said he was looking for a mature one to fulfill one of his fantasies.  As soon as he entered the room I new we were going to have some fun and we had a fantastic time together.  He made me feel so desirable, attractive, sexy and of course empowered with all those feelings I was being very raunchy and he loved it!

He wasn't meant to be my last client of the tour, but with another timewaster he was, but what a lovely memory to leave with.  I hope I get to see him again, as it was unbelievably sexy.

I'm looking at returning to N.Ireland again around mid August, but will be staying in Central Belfast next time.  I'm also going to go over to Dublin for the first time, which I'm really looking forward to.  Details will be posted soon.

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Evening out with a Gentleman

yesterday I had a really lovely evening.  I was invited to join my client at a very nice hotel in Birmingham and have dinner.  We met up in the bar and after a little confusion as to which bar it was I finally found him dressed exactly as he had described to me.

We sat and had a drink and got acquainted with each other.  It is surprising how quickly I felt relaxed with him and I hope he felt the same way.  I'm sure we were talking for far too long, but eventually the conversation drew to a close and we went through to the restaurant.

Although we come from different backgrounds, we found loads of things to talk about and it would seem that we both shared a love for food and had a very similar palette.  It would appear that I have been missing out during my visits to Oxford, which I am reliably told has a wonderful market, where they sell some amazing stinky cheeses.  Stinky cheese was definitely the thing that got us both smacking our lips lol and where I love stinky bishop, it's always nice to try new things.  I may well take my Mum along with me during the Summer for a day out.

After the meal which was beautifully cooked, we finally got up to the room where I was presented with a cute little bag that had the word chanel on it.  I'm sure it won't take much guessing to what was inside and yes it was my absolute favourite 'coco'.    I have to admit to feeling rather overwhelmed at this moment.  Not only had I spent the evening with a really love man, but he had chosen to treat me to one of my favourite things and as we had not spoken about it, it was evident that he had read through my blogs and likes and had really considered the present.  That really means something and warmed me to him, just that little bit more.

Of course a gift like that deserved a kiss and a hug, which I did with a warm embrace, which led to some long lingering kisses and what felt like a very natural way to end our time together.  It would seem that my partner for the evening was a breast lover and he certainly new how to make them stir my loins as he nibbled and sucked on them and finally released his passion over them.  The look on his face while it happened was pure extacy and I enjoyed every second of watching him.  It was thrilling in its own right.  A few more gentle kisses and tender strokes over our bodies, a cup of tea for the road and I was on my way back home to Worcester with a huge smile on my face.

How can I ever get tired of my work, when I have times like this?  Meeting gentleman that quite frankly treat me kinder, more generously, passionately and lovingly in a way a boyfriend rarely has.

Some people don't know how Escorts do their job and think of it as seedy encounters between two people devoid of feelings.  Nothing could be further from the truth.

Thank you for a lovely evening.  It was a joy to be with you, from start to finish.

Kate xx

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

June 2011 continued

Where do I start?  So much has happened and so many first and I have a memory like a sieve.  I wish I had a way of writing down every time I have said, ‘Omg, I must write that in my next blog’ and then found more pressing things to do and promptly forgotten what it was I was going to write that would have been so enjoyable to both write and read.

It never ceases to amaze me how I meet the most wonderful people in this job.  Some of them impress me with their skill, some of them just fit perfectly and actually don’t have to do a lot to get my body where it needs to be for full satisfaction by both of us and others are just so close to me mentally I enjoy their company, as much as I have any partner in my life, if not more!

I have had a fairly traumatic time.  One of the reasons why I looked to AW nearly two years ago now, was due to my ex deciding that the money the CSA had awarded my son was no longer fair, as he had 2 more children by his current wife and he chose to divide it between the three, giving us a third of what we were used to.  Unfortunately I was having problems getting enough work in my chosen career and having a mortgage I had already got 2 CCJs on my house and was faced with losing my sons home and stability. 

AW has enabled me to continue paying the bills.  I wasn’t doing much to start with, just enough to cover my losses and as problems arose (such as the fence blowing away) I was able to get things fixed.  As time went by and I established a client base I realised that I could change things around by dedicating more time to the Escorting and less to my original job.  I am just at the point where I am able to start saving in order to pay some of my big debts off and my ex reduces my monthly payment to £1 without a word.

There is of course a story behind this, but it is more to do with manipulation and control than lack of funds on his part.  Me, I’m angrier that he could stoop so low and make silly accusations and worse still make them in the middle of the exams, where my son should be concentrating on doing well and revising.  I know not all men are the same, but by God it makes It hard to even consider getting close to anyone.  Perhaps, at least for the moment I am doing the right thing with allowing myself to enjoy the company of the men that I meet during Escorting and being able to see first hand, that my ex is not like everyone else, that other men can care for their children without using them or being manipulative and some of them give far too much and don’t get anything back in return.  We all deserve to be given some respect, some caring and loving and no one deserves to be treated the way my ex treats me and yet I seem to be witnessing it all the time, as well as experiencing it first hand.

Perhaps he wants to see me to sell our home and fail, perhaps that would make him feel better about himself, but I’m not going to give him the satisfaction, so he better have his gloves on, as he has a fight on his hands!

Whinge out of the way, what else has been going on?  I’ve had a few firsts this month.  I have a client who is short, but perfectly formed.  I have a soft spot for men with tidy little bodies, broad shoulders and waists that narrow down to the hips, flat stomachs, it’s just gorgeous.  The other day I saw a client just like that for the second time.  It was only meant to be a half hour booking anyway, but we got busy very quickly.  I realised as we were kissing stood up, that his cock was rubbing against my pussy through the material of my dress and it occurred to me that he may be able to fuck me stood up (he was also rather well endowed).  This is something I have wanted to do for a very long time, so I grabbed a condom and his hand and pulled him over to the wall, which I lent on.  He put the condom on, as I opened my legs to let him in and he pushed gently entering my pussy.  I could feel my heart beating harder and my body aching.  I kicked off my shoes, so I could get more of his cock in and he started to fuck me harder and harder and very quickly we both came.  It was an experience I would love to do again.  It’s just finding someone with the right size cock and height.  All clients welcome to give it a go lol.

The second first for this month was my first ever phone sex chat with an American from Boston.  While posting on a site called Adultworkforum I came a cross a lady who is from America and has an English number, so she can do phone sex with English men.  I’m usually quite shy with phone sex, but I thought it might be very sexy to speak to men with that lovely American accent and if I worded my advert properly, I could get them to tell me their fantasies and just enjoy the moment.  On Monday evening, right after my last booking the phone rang and it was from flirtnite, the company I enrolled to chat with.  The call lasted 18 minutes and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it.  He had a gorgeous sexy American voice and he was so dirty, before I knew it I was pleading with him to use his cock on me and to put it in my mouth.  He loved it!

I have also let Sophie out to play a little, although she is not finding it easy with regards to boundaries.  The problem is, she does not like pain and most Dom’s want to inflict it.  She does not want humiliation, or at least not in the way of being called names.  She enjoys giving and wants to satisfy people sexually.  She enjoys trying to take everything she is given sexually, although of course she is still working out her limits.  She is happy to address her Dom as Sir or Master and does not find this humiliating, but is proud to be able to use the title.  Once trust is established and ideas talked through, she likes the idea of being used for his entertainment, ie for him to watch her being used by other men, perhaps even blindfolded.  He may arrange for a stranger to attend their booking or ask her to arrange it and make her satisfy him sexually or spit roast her, even dp is an idea or forced orgasms, as she loves being given oral and face sitting.

I think sophie has a lot more fun to have yet and hopefully she will meet some people who understands her and use her to best affect.

My inspector has been back.  This time he was very naughty though.  He had stolen the key from the agency and entered the apartment without me knowing.  I was in bed sleeping while he looked through my knickers drawer and started to rub his cock.  While I was sleeping I was stirred by my nipples hardening, which led me to rub my clit, it was then I felt a tingle over my pussy and realised I was being licked out.  I jumped with a start and angrily asked him what the hell he thought he was doing?

This time he was very apologetic and instead of him being in control, I was!  I grabbed my leather paddle from my wardrobe, demanded that he pull his trousers down and bend over the bed.  I spanked him as hard as I could and told him to repeat after me, ‘I will never come into your apartment again without permission’ and for each word, he got another stroke of pain on his arse.  I then told him to lie down on his back and straddled his face.  He seemed to like licking my pussy, so  I was going to make him do it until I was ready for him to stop and I wanted to drown him in my juices.  This is when another first happened.  While I was making him lick me out, I heard a muffled voice warning me that if I didn't stop he was going to cum.  Of course I didn't stop as I was enjoying it and if I am honest, I thought he was saying it as part of the role play.  can you believe my surprise as when I got off and went to touch his balls I found them to be wet with his spunk!  I hadn't even touched his cock!

I wouldn’t say I was dominant by nature, but by God did I enjoy being in control.  I loved forcing my lips onto his face until he made me cum, I loved that he was desperate to please me and I took full advantage.  Even more I loved the mental power that I had over him, that was so strong he came without me even touching his cock.  How amazing is that?

I expect most of you will have noticed that I have some new pictures.  I bought a dress as retail therapy, when I found out about my ex’s actions.  Thankfully the dress only cost me £7 from TK Max, so it wasn’t a huge spend, but I do love it, so I am more than happy with it and I hope you will agree that it really suits me and my personality too.


Gosh, what else?  I think Escorting has entered into a new level for me.  I’m proud to be able to say that I have enjoyed the company of some lovely people and on an occasional basis have seen many of them throughout the time I have been Escorting.  Some have travelled from London and Oxford to see me and others I have met while on tour have found me out when they are in my area, including one delicious gentleman I met while in Northern Ireland.  Admittedly I don’t know these people in their entirety, but… I do feel that we share something special and I do hold a special place for each and every one of them.  One in particular is going through quite a tough time emotionally at the moment and I am so proud that he has chosen to confide in me and actually seems to respect my opinions.  Sometimes being an unbiased bystander can really be a good thing and I’m happy to help where I can.

I almost forgot to mention my most unsual booking of the month.  I had a booking on Wednesday that was supposed to be held at a local hotel, but sadly was cancelled (which was very disappointing, as I had paid for the hotel).  Then ironically, I got a call asking me if I could join the client at the same hotel, so I said yes, as I was at a loose end anyway.  When I got there I noticed a bike in his room and lots of cycling clothing.  He was cycling to raise money and really wanted me to ease his pain and asked me to massage his gluteus maximus and balls lol. 

I quizzed him on how much he had raised and what he was raising the money for and it was really a worthy cause and I felt a bit guilty taking the money from him, so I handed him £10 back and told him to put it towards the charity, so that was my good deed for the day.  I then proceeded to relieve him of his poor aching parts and a few others while I was down there lol.  He was a lovely man and I hope he slept much better that night, as he had another 87 miles to rine the following day and by the sounds of it, had a very early start again in the morning.

Today hasn’t worked out very well work wise.  I am in Oxford today and tomorrow and had 3 pre-bookings.  Unfortunately the first one had to be cancelled, as being a complete airhead I accidentally only booked for tomorrow and not the 2 days I thought I had.  The hotel that could not accommodate me were kind enough to let me use their internet connection and sort out another place.  It was much harder than it should have been, as there is a local event on and out of 3 pages of hotels there was just a fraction of one page with rooms and some of them were way off the motorway, which was no good for me in the long run.  I eventually found a place that looked ideal, although double the cost.  On arriving I was led to a huge room with a 4 poster bed, sofa and Jacuzzi!!!

I can’t believe I have this beautiful room and the phone hasn’t rang once!  Mind you, that could be due to the God awful connection here.  I can’t get the internet at all and the phone has one bar if at all.  Thank God I still have 2 bookings tomorrow and such a shame, as the room has its own entrance, which means I could take bookings right through the night, maybe tomorrow, lol.  I would definitely stay here again, but next time I will make sure that I have organised all my bookings well in advance.

I know I have missed a million things out, but I have already written so much.  I’d like to say thank you to my dinner date last night for my Thorntons and thank you to my Belfast friend for my yummy Welsh bread, marmalade and sloe gin.  The gin is to die for! (And I don’t like regular gin!) and generally thank you to everyone who has booked me in the last month and made my work so very enjoyable.

Update* The jacuzzi has not gone to waste.  After a quick drink in the bar, myself and a very dear reg of mine got in together and after a little bit of time waiting for the excess water to go down and then finding a nice comfortable position (or two) we had some amazing fun in the bubbly water.  I think I came at least 4 times in there and we managed 3 different positions, which I tell you was no mean feet, as it wasn't the biggest jacuzzi in the world.  That with a nice cold glass of Rosy was absolutely amazing and really made the most of the lovely room I have been staying in.  Thank you (you know who you are) for indulging me.

Kate x

Saturday, 4 June 2011

The Morning Poem

Horny, horny, horny me,
I'm im need of company,
Woke up feeling hot for cock,
Need one that is hard as rock!

So come on phone,
Why don't you ring?
I need some fun
and good fucking!

I wish I was at my flat,
In front of the cam I would be sat,
I'd be looking glam while I wait,
ready to play and masturbate.

So come on phone,
Why don't you ring?
I need some fun
and good fucking!

I'm so glad half term is done,
I don't want another one!
No more bank holidays!
or Royal Weddings please,
I beg of you on my knees!

So come on phone
Why don't you ring?
I need some fun
and good fucking!

I'm lay on the bed
with legs open wide,
I want to feel your cock
Deep inisde,

So come on phone
Why don't you ring?
I need some fun
and good fucking!

Use your fingers to
make me gush,
The climax such a rush!
Use your tongue to
make me wet,
See how loud I will get.

So come on phone
Why don't you ring?
I need some fun
and good fucking!

Mornings were meant for sex!

Written by Kate x

Thursday, 2 June 2011

What's up!

There is nothing like a half term break to stop you in your tracks.  Actually this last week has been a really nice one.  I've spent a lot more time at home and if I'm honest I didn't feel happy there.  Yes I love being around my son and his friends and I spent some time re-organising my kitchen, which really needed doing.  I even got in touch with a cleaner, to see if they could give me a quote on cleaning the floor and oven properly for me.  Yes I know I should do it myself, but I find certain chores really aggravate my back and that isn't something I want to put to the test right now.  Once that job is done, I will find it a lot easier to maintain again.

So... the general feeling of discontent is mainly in the living room and hall way.  It has damp issues, with the old wall paper peeling back, so I always had to hide something infront of the offending walls and I had painted them, what at the time was a cheery yellow, but to be honest, I'm really not a yellow person, so it never did really  sit well with me.  Taking inspiration from my apartment I have embraced the fact that I love the colour red, but the room is not big enough to take too much, so it is mostly a lovely warm cream with a deep flame red on either side of the fireplace.

I started with the prep yesterday afternoon and took off the wall paper, which revealed some crazy plastering.  The bottom area on the one wall seems to have a layer of plaster missing all together!  Very frustrating, but I'm fed up of doing bodge jobs, so I am in touch with a plaster who  I hope will also damp proof it ready for painting over very soon.   In the mean time, I have prepared the wall over the fireplace and put the first coat of 'timeless' paint over it and it looks lovely and I painted the other wall which seems to have been made good, due to having had a plug socket added at the bottom.

This afternoon I have a bunch of teenagers to hand to blitz all the other walls with the cream, which I hope will really freshen the whole room up and when it is all dry I'm going to have a bit of a move around of furniture.  Hopefully then I will look forward to going home, as much as I do the apartment.

Yesterday morning I had an appointment with a new GUM clinic.  I have been looking for somewhere a little further away from home, where I can feel comfortable with being honest about my job.  I decided that I could not do this in my home town, as there is always that worry of bumping in to someone you know or recognise and having ideally to go once every 3 months that was highly likely.  Also the place is on a very busy road in Worcester and my vehicle is quite distinctive, so again, not good. 

I'm glad to say that I have now found the place for me.  The lady that I saw was lovely and when I finally told her that I was Escorting, it really was water off a ducks back.  She said that she had met a lot of ladies in exactly the same position of me, from all walks of life and some times, needs must.  She then offered me an HIV jab and took swabs and tests for everything going.  I'll have the results between one and two weeks time and she said they could run it off on the printer, so I could show my certificate to anyone who would like to see it.  I do need to go back a fair bit mind, so it is quite a responsibility.  I need to go back again next week for another jab and then again in 2 weeks time for another jab and more tests, so I can make sure any lurgy that went undetected the first time has not popped it's head out to say hello.

How do I feel about it?  Well on the whole really good.  It needed doing and now I have the support base that I need.  I was a little disconcerted about some of the info she gave me, especially towards the facts of doing oral without a condom.  Yes we know there is a risk, as there is with most things, but I forgot to ask her what the statistics are.  I mean is it highly likely I might get an STI by offering owo or is it a rare possibility.  There are certain factors that come in to play, some as needing to be a sore or a cut or somthing like that, which I am always maticulous to check before going ahead.  I also am aware of tastes and if things don't feel right etc.  For the moment I am not going to change my practice, but I am going to look into it further to either gain reassurance or decide to stop offering it.

Do you remember the Inspector?  Well, this morning while I was lay in my apartment bed with my blindfold on, so I did not get disturbed, guess who should sneak in using the Estate Agents spare key?  There I was fast a sleep when he was roaming around like he owned the place!!!  I'm sure exactly when he touched me but I was dreaming that someone was nibbling at my nipple and it felt so good I reached down to my clit and and started to masturbate, then all of a sudden I felt a lick over my pussy.  I opened my eyes and there he was larger than life, the Inspecter!!!  Of course I shrieked the house down, as I was in shock.  How the hell did he get in?  How long had he been there for?  Had he been riffling though my drawers and looking at my lingerie?

Of course having been discovered he attempted to make a swift exit, but I was having none of it.  I closed the door and told him to shut up and take his trousers down.  He looked rather shocked and hesitated.  I told him again to take them down and that he needed to be punished for what he had done.  He pleaded with me not to tell his boss, as I took the flogger in my hand.  I told him to bend over the bed as I pulled his boxers down and spanked his bottom hard.  I told him to say sorry, which he did, but far too quietly.  "Say it louder!"  "SORRY".  I spanked him for every time he put his cock by my mouth while I slept and for every touch of my nipples and pussy.  I then tied his hands up and lay him face up on the bed.  He had got me aroused and now I was going to use him!

I straddled his face with my pussy and pushed down on to his mouth, ordering him to lick me out.  It felt gorgeous and soon I was grinding down on to him.  He told me that he was close to cumming, even though I had not even touched his cock.  I didn't believe him, besides, I hadn't cum yet and that was far more important.  I continued girating over his willing tongue until I reached climax.  Mmmm... that was nice :)  As I pulled off him he looked embarrased and so he should have been, as he had creamed all over my bed covers, soaking them.  It seems that he really had meant it and had burst his load without even the slightest touch of my mouth or hands.  I had total control over him.

This was a 2 hour booking, so after a little rest and a chat we decided that Kate would leave and submissive sophie would make her debut performance.  The next hour was full of very naughty fun that sophie really enjoyed, but I may leave that for a different blog when I have more time.

I would say that I am sorry to have to cut this short, but when did I ever write anything short?  I do have lots more to say though and will continue later, when I have a bit more time.  Meanwhile, take care and have fun.

Kate xx