Miss Mara will be out of town from starting June 28th…tomorrow. She will be off in the woods and most likely will cease blogging until her return to urban life on the July 12. She hopes to return to a home full of presents and loyal subjects eager to please. Miss Mara will continue to Phone Domme through nite flirt during this time.Click Here for Phone Domme

Bye Bye My sweets!
See you soon.

He walked out of his cage and tried to sniff My crotch. I wanted to smack him in the face, but instead I chained him up by his little scrawny neck and tied him to My bedpost. He began to whine and yelp, as hungry dogs do. “Hungry?” I forced his back to the wall and put a ball gag in his mouth to stop his barking. I raised the leather bound whip in My hand and let it snap on his erect pink clit tip. I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and forced his face to the floor. With his ass in the air, his rectum began to quiver, and little brown droplets began to trickle out of his tight slit. I began to shout “Bad dog! Bad dog!” With fear in his eyes he shrank further against the wall, as shit began to spray, darkening the floral wallpaper. ” I hate Jackson Pollock.” I hissed an sent him to his cage for a time out. Five hours later I heard a scratching on the metal grates of his cell. Walking over, I noticed his pungent odor and rolled My eyes. “Again!?” I opened the door to his cage and grabbed him by the ball gag. I pulled him to My feet. As soon as I released him from the gag, he knew his place. He began to lick My feet vigorously allowing his tongue to slip between the crevices of My toes. “Good Boy!” I patted his head. His tail wagged and exposed a stray dingle berry clinging to the fur outside his leather starfish. I rushed to kitchen and grabbed yesterday’s Sun Times. Spreading the paper on the ground I commanded him take a bumpkin. He squatted above the paper and released a hefty load. I pressed his face into the steaming pile and laughed as he savored his own waste. Eventually, he was licking the ink from the sports page and I decided it was time for a walk. “Let’s go boy!” I said and he lovingly followed me to the door.

You’re the dog right?

Today I am going to the carnival. I am wearing an orange sun dress and sandals. I’ve chosen to wear very little make-up as it is hot out and I want to stay looking fresh.

I think I will get a funnel cake and kiss a sexy man.

Too bad you won’t be there. I should think it fun to spit in your face after you watch Me kiss a real man. He would push his saliva into My sexy little mouth and I would turn to you with a coy smile and spray Our love potion all over your ugly little face forcing you to fall pathetically and desperately head over heels for Me. Ah…unrequited love. What food for My sadistic soul!

Keep dreaming…
Mara