tattooed hypnodomme

I received this in March of 2010 as an email. – N.D.

… a fantasy inspired by the amazing photographs on your site, the opening minutes of an encounter (and i love that You have Bob Dobbs tattooed near Your left shoulder — so cool)!

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The tattooed Goddess opens the door after hearing his knock — four times, exactly as She had instructed — and lets him enter a few steps. he places a small gift bag on the floor beside him.  Walking up behind him, She picks up the bag — chocolates, and a card containing Her tribute. She stands behind him, runs Her fingers through his hair, lettng Her long nails gently tickle his scalp, running them down to just below one of his ears.

A moment later, She wraps something soft but snug being wrapped around his throat — a velvet choker, the cool steel half-rings hanging from its front and back tingling as She locks it around his neck. She ties a blindfold over his eyes and around his head, knowing She is wrapping his eyes in a sensation of velvet, and would be listening to the slow, deliberate click, click of Her heels as She walks around him and attaches a leash to the front ring of the choker. She gives one gentle tug to the leash, and he follows. She leads him into a small room, unclasps the leash, then, moving behind him, removes the blindfold, and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

She brings the bag over to Her favorite chair and decides to indulge herself, removes and opens the box of chocolates, and enjoys one of the beautifully crafted handmade candies. She looks inside the bag, and smiles as She sees he brought the toy She had commanded him to buy.

A few minutes later, She hears him knock twice — again, precisely as instructed. She opens the door to see him standing with his back to Her, wearing the stockings and garter belt She had left in the room with a note saying simply, “Wear these.” She again runs Her nails up and down his back, then replaces the blindfold, clips a pair of dangly rings to his earlobes and slides bangles around his right wrist. She teases his earlobes, making the rings swing back and forth, then walks around to his front, refastens the leash, gesturing again for him to follow Her.

She leads him to the front of same large chair in the main room, to a pillow laying on the floor just in front of it, with enough room in front for Her to stand and be seated comfortably. She stops himwith a single finger to the top of the bridge of his nose, and pulling downward on the leash induces hin th kneel on the pillow.

She walks around and seats herself, then removes the blindfold, letting him see the Goddess in Her overwhelming beauty. She sees his eyes are dazzled by the intricate, vivid tattoos that cover Her torso, small portions concealed by a garter belt attached to sheer stockings and open-toe heels. She sees his eyes locked on Her professionally manicured fingers.

She holds them closer to his eyes, moving them as if She were slowly playing the piano. Her nails, long and done in a dark, shimmering polish, reflect the room light into his eyes as She moved them about.

She slowly moves Her undulating fingers up Her chest to Her nipples, which She begins to tease as She begins to lean a little toward him. She sees he cannot remove his eyes from Her mesmerizing nails, and takes Her right hand from Her hardened nipple, pointing at Her other, impelling him to stare at it. As he watches, She takes one of his hands, raises it to his own breast, and guides one of his finger to circle his own nipple at the same speed with which She keeps hers hard. Removing Her hand, he begins to tease his already hard nipple as She takes his other hand, guiding him to do the same. His eyes remain locked on the nails of Her right hand as he masturbates his tits in Her rhythm.

She moves Her right hand next to the fingers teasing Her breast, gesturing as if casting a spell, his eyes now captured by Her other hand, which moves toward Her dark, gypsy-like eyes, now gazing at his, drawing Her new slave deeper under Her spell. She cocks Her head to one side, moving the trance-inducing hand toward his eyes, inches from them. After a few seconds, She lays a finger on the center of his lower lip, rubbing a slow cirle around his mouth as She opens hers, stopping the circle She has drawn on his lips at the center of the lower one, pressing down gently. She watches his mouth open in imitation of his Goddess, his eyes staring into hers, his body completely under Her control. She contemplates the hypnotized ultrasubmissive’s lips, and considers the possibility of painting them to help train him to give Her perfect head…

Tattooed Hypnodomme

So I beg you… Please?… Don’t look at the scantily-clad 18 yr old transsexual!!!

18 yrs old & barely legal.

And, for the love of God, STOP STARING AT HER TIGHT LITTLE SHE-COOTCH!

She's barely legal.

I hope you realize what you’re doing. If you actually break the taboo of looking at her teenage cock, you’re going to hell.

Staring at her teenage she-cock again?

RECEIVING:

Start by licking the head… There you go. Good boy.

Now, start sucking it about half way, and do nice things with your tongue. Atta’ boy. Very nice.

Now go down, all the way, until you get to the base of my shaft… Stop! Stop right there… Just stay there for a moment, and look up into my eyes…

“I love you” too, my dear.

Ok. Get a nice motion going, sweetheart… There you go. Make it feel like I’m fucking your mouth…. YES!!!

Now… suck it until it explodes with cum in the back of your throat.

Very nice. That was wooooonderful.

Ok. Now get the fuck out of here. I’ve got shit to do.

Thanks.

Ok. Now, as I said, I couldn’t let the guy walk away without a little payback. I mean, I can be a cunt, but i’m not a heartless cunt. So here’s how it went when I got Andy back in the sack…

GIVING:

Daddy, just lie back.

You know your girl wants to make you feel good. I’m sorry I was so mean a little earlier. Please, my darling. Allow me to make it up to you? Please?

Let me see if I can find a way… In fact, I think I have an idea!

Well, what do we have here?!?

Wow… You have a beautiful cock. Have I ever told you that?

“Always”? lol… I know.  lol  I can be so silly. My friends all tell me that I talk too much, and that I have what you’d call an… oral compulsion. I talk too much, and sometimes I smoke too much too.

But, daddy. Let me show you what else I can do with my mouth. I think you’ll like it better than the talking or the smoking.

I’m going to put my tongue on the head of that cock. Ok? I’ll be gentle. Promise…

You liked that? lol I’m glad. But I want that cock inside of my mouth, ok? Let me start by just putting in up to right below the head…

There. Felt nice, right? Ok. Again, but this time I want to massage it right below the head with my tongue. Tell me if it feels good like that…

lol Wow. You liked that little massage, I see. Huh? I’m glad. Now I’m going to go further, all the way the the base, and just let it sit there. But then I’m gonna slowly go back up with lots of suction, and wait until I feel it throb inside my mouth. And when I get half way up? I’m gonna go up and down on it. Every time, it will touch the back of my throat, and when I get back up to the upper neck, my tongue is gonna go kinda crazy…

Wow!!! You really liked that, I see. lol How about I do that again and again, until you’re ready to explode?…

Yay!!! Good for you, daddy! That sure is a lot of hot white cum you shot!

Thank you daddy… I love to make you feel good, because I love you so much.

Well, there you have it, folks. I suppose in keeping with holiday season, the lesson to be learned here may just well be that “It is far better to give than to receive”? I dunno. Personally, I really big on BOTH! lol

God bless us, everyone!

Catch Some Rays

Okee dokee, peoples. I’ve been dying to tell y’all about the way October took off with a BANG on the 1st, and the blast I had at Sunny Dee-lite’s party at the SECRET LOUNGE #525 WEST 29TH ST, NYC  (BET 10TH & 11TH).  I met some wonderful people there, including Miss Dee-lite herself. I have to tell you that Sunny radiates a warm glow just as her namesake implies, and I most assuredly enjoyed catching a few rays. First of all, I must tell you that Sunny is gorgeous from head to toe. No bait and switch there, fellas. She is as lovely, as she is nutritious and delicious. And her crowd was equally as warm-yet-cool. Btw Sunny’s good friend, Dennis, was so awesome to chat with. We talked about all kinds of things, including my recent domestic departure from south FL, which he’s also a former naive of.

Oh! And another awesome surprise was running into the lovely Susi Villa! Wow! What a beautiful person Susi is, both inside and out. She made me feel right at home, and we seemed to click like sisters quickly. I adore my TS sisters who can be down to earth, yet who also have that special knack of always rising to any occasion and smelling like a rose. Susi is definitely that kinda girl. She knows how to enjoy herself, and I cannot wait to kiki and party with her stunning self again soon! Love ya, sis!

Susi Villa

Ok, now let me give the gents their due, and I do mean the “gentlemen”. I met his Lord Duchovniness of HungAngels fame, Flabbybody! What a fun dude to chit-chat with. Friendly and funny, clever and cute. We hit it off, and talked freely and easily throughout the evening. When I finally split, around 2-ish, he was definitely one of the friendly faces that made my evening as fab as it truly had been.

Now at some point, when I was standing by the front door, this… well… what felt like an anaconda attached to a dapper cutie sneaked up and hugged me! Normally, I might have been a little nervous, but not that evening. Like Eve in the Garden of Eden, I was “kissed by the snake” but it felt GOOD! lol Ok, I’ll confess. The warm huggable dude with a ’snake on his plane’ was JWBL from HA! I have to say, it’s been obvious to me for some years now  that this meeting could only go two possible ways. Johnnie and I both possess that potentially lethal superpower, namely a quick and irreverent wit. But, lo and behold, upon meeting in the flesh for the very first time, we clicked like Bonnie and Clyde and put reach other completely at ease! How fucking COOL is that?! And I know he’s gonna want to play my boobies like a pair of bongos for saying this, but he was a total teddy bear! We had a great time, chillin’ and chatting, and next time I hope that big-cocked mothafucka’ has the Nikon handy. Yes, peoples, we decided then and there to both use our superpowers of sarcasm for the goodness of trannydom and all mankind. lol And, perhaps best of all, Spider Monkey remained up for discussion as we finally said goodnight!

Well, there ya go! I told all of  you faceless cockbandits and big tit-aholics that Part Duex was just around the corner. Being truthful is a character flaw of mine, which I’m actually fiercely proud of.

So stay tuned for more Tits-for Tatts Tranny Talk in the mighty month of October! Halloween isn’t far off, and Part Tres is in the werks!

Ok. This is waaaaay overdue. And I know that by now you must all be thinking, “Hey! That Nicole Dupre never seems to shut the fuck up, God love her. So where the hell is she with a new blog?!” Oh, ye of little faith. No, I didn’t fall asleep at the wheel, you whiny old ladies. I’ll have you that I’ve actually been kinda busy since last we spoke. For the love of all that’s hot n’ hung, the move up north was no picnic. I got two (don’t laugh, or I’ll bend you over and fuck you like the godless dogs you are) speeding tickets in less than 24 hrs on the way up here. (Don’t ask!) But what’s even worse is, I caught a goddamn cold two weeks ago! If you think I’m a royal cunt on wheels when I’m healthy? You ain’t seen shit! Hell hath no fury like a tranny with the sniffles. I was terrorizing everyone who either looked at me funny, or who was even remotely funny-looking, for at least a week. Some of the highlights were as follows. I told a nail tech, who I tried for the first time, that she sucked badly, and that she should turn in her acrylic applier’s license. I also put the local Quick Check manager on full blast for taking over a fucking week to get in more Marlboro Medium 100’s. Oh, and probably worst-yet-best of all, I teased Rockabilly a few days ago on HungAngels because he’s still hellbent on having a LTR with a transsexual. Yeah, I know. Life’s a bitch, and then Nicole makes it all look like a cakewalk in comparison. Thanks. I love you too, fuckers.

“So much for “the big update of October 2009″, you say, huh? Well, screw it. It does say part 1, you illiterate gonad-lickers. Don’t make me fuck you with JWBL’s cock, or you’ll be walking funny for the rest of your lives!

BECAUSE, PERHAPS MOST TRAGIC OF ALL, I’VE QUIT SMOKING!!! RUN!!!

Ok, part duex is coming soon. Don’t say you weren’t warned.

Kicks to your Kiester,

Nicole

… this o.j. stand!!!   Yes, that’s right. I’m moving back to NYC in roughly a week. I’m almost completely packed, and ready to make like a bannana and split. Of course, I will be returning to south FL every now and then to see some good friends, and there will be escort tour dates after the holidays. But the overall reason for the move being , I simply miss living in the greatest city in the world. OK. Perhaps I’m biased, considering that I was born just on the other side of the Hudson, and spent most of my life there. I got most of my tattoo work there, studied fine art at both SVA and the Art Student’s League, studied Aikido in Park Slope (just over the Brooklyn Bridge), and even worked there too. It’s also where I began my transition officially, at the Callen-Lorde Community Health Center in Soho. So it should go without saying that big, bad Manhhatan has an enormous place in my heart.

Beyond that, 4 yrs of year-round heat and humidity has been plenty!