miss mara

Out of Town

missmara — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 05:12:09 +0000

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.

Be My Dog

missmara — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 20:22:59 +0000

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?

Carnival

missmara — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 18:20:20 +0000

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

Pain Slut

missmara — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 19:39:27 +0000

I am in dire need of letting out some major aggression towards men. I would like to do an intense session within the next week involving a wide array of pain. Flogging, caning, whipping, ball busting, punching, kicking, piercing, flogging, flogging….you name it. I need to make someone cry really really hard. I need to scream and call you a “stupid fuck” and strangle you and do everything short of ripping your guts out. I want to reduce a man to a blubbering pathetic pulp…This is My therapy.

Heart,
Miss Mara

Tickets to the Theatre

missmara — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 15:53:44 +0000

Listen…
someone needs to buy Me TWO tickets to see North Light Theater’s production of Martin McDonaugh’s Lieutenant of Inishmore this Saturday, June 6th. I MUST attend this production. E-mail Me for details.

This simple act of charity could change a young Girl’s life.

Do not miss this golden opportunity to make Me very happy without even having to lift your fat little pinkie finger.

Miss Mara the Magnificent

Bask in Our Glory

missmara — Thu, 28 May 2009 21:16:47 +0000

Hello little wormies!

I am excited to announce the Goddesses of Holy Mountain will be holding a June luncheon. Find yourself eating from the palm of My hand, groveling at the feet of six gorgeous Princesses, wetting yourself with excitement.

There isn’t anything I love more than savoring delicious food and drink with My close friends. The icing on My cake is to have a group of submissive men thronging about Us catering to our every whim. Please join Us and make this luncheon a truly splendid dining experience!

RSVP NOW!

When is this monumental day, you ask? Wednesday June 3rd at 12:00 pm.
I would like to session directly before or after the event if possible. Hopefully a double triple or even sextuple Domme session.

Gifts are encouraged.

Pirate Sword Play

missmara — Wed, 20 May 2009 19:44:31 +0000

I want to do a role-playing session with rapier and dagger.

Does anyone out there have any stage combat training or sword fighting experience? If not I can teach you.

I would be the pirate queen captured by you, a soldier. you have me tied up and are questioning Me, but I escape and grab My sword and we fight. I win of course and then I tie you up and torture you to exact My revenge.

What we need:

Rapier and Dagger
Your Costume
My Corset!
My Blue Skirt!

Let’s make this happen.

Piggy Banks Unite!

missmara — Wed, 13 May 2009 05:11:34 +0000

Financial Slaves, Piggy Banks, and Rich Old Farts Wanted.

I am trying to raise money, so I can take My band on tour this summer.
Unfortunately in our society Artists are respected little more than the common criminal.

My point is…you have a lot of Money.
I do not.
your money should be My money. GIVE IT TO ME NOW!!!!!!

How much should you donate?
No amount is too much.
I challenge you to donate 100 dollars more than you think is appropriate.

If anyone steps up and donates over $1000 I will let you treat Me to a night on the town!

Mother’s Day

missmara — Wed, 06 May 2009 20:10:59 +0000

As you all know Mother’s Day is this Sunday, May 10.

I know a very special boy who would make Mommy very happy if he would visit her Wishlist and send Her a very special gift. Perhaps she’ll even let him keep the pair of Mommy’s panties he wants so badly.

Come on little boy…

Be good to Mommy.

Camera Phantasm

missmara — Mon, 04 May 2009 03:38:51 +0000

Today I kicked of the first ever Holy Mountain Camera Club!

What a blast. I can’t wait to get all of the images and pick out My favorites. One of the boys brought along a poloroid camera which I love.
I love even more that he gave Me the originals.
I have decided to share a few with you.

As usual these photographs are for sale for $7 a piece.
What a great deal! I will even sign the photograph for you…
I would like to thank everyone who came to Camera Club for making Me feel beautiful today. It was so much fun.

To anyone who has the desire to experiment with photography and fetish:
You must JOIN US!
Join Us…
Join Us…

Before I go let me say this:

There are few things I enjoy more than a room of unfit men lolling their pointing tongues about Me. Knowing none of them will ever have Me. Knowing My beauty could bring each one of them to his knees at that snap of a finger. Knowing I am desired deeply but cannot be owned.

In front of the camera, I control the viewer’s every thought in reference to Me.

Legend says the camera steals a small portion of the subject’s soul.
I say, No to this passive role. The camera is simply a conduit designed for My soul to pass through so that it may enter the viewer’s body.

The process of possession is slow and the host cannot feel it has happened until it’s too late. Caught in the sweet honey of My love, I taunt and tease it with My beauty. My sex appeal oozes from the surrounding walls. Like a claw, it grasps the throat and mouth wrenching you ajar so that I may enter. I am Queen Mab. She who haunts you in your dreams. I render you useless in your waking life, torturing your mind with the memory of My visage. Do not be afraid, but lend yourself to Me and you will feel no pain.

Think about it.