La La Land: November Trip Report

I have been traveling to Los Angeles for the Foot Night Foot Parties for a couple of years now. This past trip was PARTICULARLY memorable though, and that was due in no small part to EVERYONE involved in it directly or indirectly...

The eve of my trip commenced with me at the New Century Theater in San Francisco. I had the honor of being a judge for the Ms Nude SF Finals that night. What a way to spend an evening, judging beautiful girls on who looks best in the nude? It's a touch job, but SOMEONE has to do it :). I was attended to at the club by two of my favorite clients. One waited four years to meet me from the our first contact! The other was my host for the LA trip. He wanted to make sure that even the night before the trip everything went smoothly. After the contest, I left the club to conduct some mischief at my dungeon with the aforementioned parties. It's amazing how much fun you can have scaring someone into submission (the electricity and the clamps didn't hurt the process though!). I made it home FAR past my bed time and collapsed after finishing up my packing.

Thurs started far too early for a night of little sleep, but I knew that the fun would begin once I set foot in my client's vehicle. Squonk picked me up at my residence and we headed for LA laden with bondage suitcase, lots of shoes for the Foot Party, and some surprises that HE had packed for me. Our drive was fairly uneventful except for the lengthy conversations we shared along the way.

Squonk had secured rooms for us at the Hotel Bonaventure in downtown Los Angeles. It's been in lots of movies and it was a treat to finally step foot in such a recognizable location. Our rooms were equipped with the famous Heavenly Bed and Heavenly Shower which really WERE heavenly. They're not using false advertising when they make such claims. After a quick nap and freshening up, we headed to the Foot Party. Squonk had never been to such an event and he took to it like a fish to water. I was pleased to see a relative newcomer to BDSM in general enjoying himself while I went off and conducted my foot sessions.

After a long night of having my nylons and feet worshipped, we returned to the hotel and fell fast asleep. Friday started too early after another long night, but waking up was made easier by room service bringing a yummy breakfast.

When breakfast was over it was time to get ready for my session with rubyslave. ruby and I have been seeing each other ( or at least trying to), in New York and LA for a few years now. I was excited about seeing him again as we have had a few failed attempts at meeting up in the recent past. Without going into details, I'll say that I was giddy with delight at tormenting him in my room. I think this was our best session ever and I'm looking forward to what the future holds on a future trip to LA!

Squonk and I went on an adventure after my session and it I thank him for being such a willing participant. Due to the nature of the "adventure," I can't go into ANY details, but all anyone needs to know is that it was quite satisfying and enlightening :).

By time our adventure was over, we were both starved and I requested Japanese food for our evening meal. Squonk didn't disappoint and we ended up at one of the many restaurants in the hotel. The food was served up from the grill and was scrumptious! For dessert we both had massages and back scrubs at another location in the hotel. Due to a shoulder injury that I got a few weeks ago, this was a welcome way to end my evening. Squonk finished up where the masseuse left off and worked on my arm for another hour after we returned to my room. I FINALLY felt like the lingering tension in my arm had dissipated. What a marvelous set of hands!

Saturday was a great day as we didn't need to wake up at any particular time. This meant seeking out a place to have breakfast that was still serving at a late hour. Squonk knew of a great place in Pasadena, so we headed over there with my ipod blaring through the speakers in his car. I had some of the best French Toast I've ever tasted at the The Raymond House. We relaxed in their patio until it was time to head back for an afternoon session. Squonk dutifully dropped me off and I got ready for my time with useme.

Now useme and I have met a couple of times prior in LA. This time I wanted to not have to rush one bit. Thus, we had a session, then went on another adventure and ended up having dinner together. As usual, he arrived for his time with me bearing an outstanding token and some edible goodies that he knows I enjoy. He's been well trained by previous years of service, so this time I didn't need to ASK him what to bring--he just knew. Of course he was rewarded for his efforts with lots of wax and electricity! Our dinner was another exquisite culinary adventure. I have told him that his New Year's Resolution for 2006 is to come visit me in San Francisco.

After useme dropped me off at the hotel, it was squonk's turn for my ministrations. We spent the next couple of hours learning about wax ( the theme of my trip it seems), electricity, and trampling. Needless to say, sleep came quickly when we finally retired.

Sunday was a travel day so we used it wisely. I had my heart set on getting some new shoes on Hollywood Blvd, so that was our first destination. My desire wasn't matched with opportunity so I had to leave the area empty handed of new additions to my shoe wardrobe. Shopping tends to make one hungry so we ate lunch at my favorite breakfast destination in LA, The French Marketplace. It was to be our last stop before heading back onto the freeway and for home.

I also want to thank my "support team" who made my return peaceful and uneventful by taking care of business while I was gone. You know who you are and your efforts haven't gone unnoticed.

I'm excited to do this again since squonk is eager to return to LA. It looks like I've found a delightful travel partner who can treat me in the manner that befits me. I've waited a long time for this, and it feels good to be treated as such.

VQ

The End of a 15 Year Relationship

I am someone who chooses carefully what I share with the world via my site, blog, etc. I personally frown upon TOO MUCH information from a Mistress being out there as I feel it only serves to kill a lot of the fantasy built up about her. Sometimes one makes an exception to those rules. This is such a time.

Today my pet of 16 years died. His name was Chuckie and he was one of my cats. I've never own an animal that long (in my adult life at least), and he meant a lot to me. I adopted him from the Santa Clara SPCA in 1991 as an adult cat. I chose him because he was going to be euthanized at the end of the day and I didn't think he deserved to die just yet.

From the get go, Chuckie was THE best behaved cat I have ever personally dealt with. Yes, he could be annoying as he aged, but he was ALWAYS well-behaved. He was friendly ( sometimes to a fault, like when a neighbor in my apartment building decided he was HER cat), and he kept me company during some difficult times in my life. I've been in the Bay Area since 1989, so Chuckie was the living being who saw me go from student to Dominatrix. He made an impression (literally and figuratively) on those he met--or maybe just some fur...

I'm a little down about his death, but I'm also happy this his suffering his over. This past week has been rough watching him fade from life. I'm just happy he stuck around until after I returned from Europe. Thanks Chuckie. Your good behavior has extended to even your death.

To anyone considering getting a cat in the future, I highly recommend adopting from an animal shelter. I KNOW that Chuckie was always grateful to me for doing that for him. Your cat will be too.

VQ