… unless, of course, you’d like to take me shopping.

Don't be fooled by that cute lil' bowtie. Sometimes Teddy likes it rough.

Fuck Chicago, or most of it anyway.

...and keep it shut.

a fan: “Nicole, in general I am opposed to licking asshole.  But having said that, if you were my dom (as you are in my masturbation fantasies) I would totally do that for you.”

Thank you. The reason I can’t bring myself to do it to someone else is, I only know how immaculately clean and healthy I myself am. I can’t always say the same about my partners, unless it’s a significant other. And, ultimately, I’m not very submissive. When I suck a dick, I almost do it out of pure selfishness

Fingering a man, putting things in his ass, and fucking him are different. I like that  stuff too. But I’m picky about topping. I’ll find the best position to get inside you, and tear it up. But if I have to work too hard for it to feel good, and feel like I’m doing more for you than you are for me, I get bored. More and more, I’m learning to love having a man sit on my cock and ride it, doing all the work, and giving me pleasure. He’s the man. Let him show me how fucking bad he wants me, if he’s panning out to be a needy spaz who can’t stay in a good position, while I give him the fucking of his life.

In fact, it’s making it’s way into perhaps my top 3 favorite ways to put my cock into a man’s ass. I also like doggie for topping. And, when I want to really show them who’s boss, I’ll force them all the way down, into what’s called ‘dead-doggie”. I’ll put my arm right across the back of their necks, and keep their faces planted in the pillow, as I endlessly plow their assholes.

But back to blowjobs… Truth be told,  I love sucking big, meaty cocks. I love it when they go past the back of my throat, and I gag a little. I love feeling them throb on my tongue. I love looking in a man’s eyes as I make him quiver with pleasure. If you ever see me smoking a cigarette, just remember that I wish it was a cock. Sucking cock or getting my cock sucked?… I don’t know which I like better. I guess if I need a breather, getting sucked is more than fine by me.`

And I find sucking on a man’s balls to also be extremely satisfying. I’m very oral.  If I have to verbally correct someone, or humiliate them, I do. I sweet as pie until I feel that I have to discipline someone.

But I digress…

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