Your Neighborhood Professional Deviant

Time for some more delicious Q&A, bitches! Q1) What turns you on the most, during sex or even just during foreplay? A1) Oooh baby! Great question!! Let's see... Kissing, biting, or even breathing on My neck. Ending a passionate kiss by nibbling on My lip. Hair pulling for sure, but only from a naturally dominant male. Light kisses on My wrists, shoulders, and the small of My back. Licking My stomach, specifically between My navel and where the Landing Strip would be... if I didn't subscribe to Shaved Bald Weekly. Q2) If you put your music on randomly, what would the playlist look like? A2)I can show you! I took screen shots of a playlist today for ya'll. It's missing some country, Bhangra, and some ambient... but it's a decent representation of My tastes. Q3)How many women in porn enjoy receiving oral in personal life? A#) Well, I haven't the time nor resources to do a poll and ask every female porn star in the world but... I can take a guess, and base it on...

The internet has emboldened some serious asshats. Now, they have the Anonymity Backbone to email/post/IM/PM random women and ask the age old question... "Wanna fuck?" And the resounding "no!" that is generated by millions of women across the globe? I believe that energy is harnessed and used to keep the interwebs going. No, really. So this post us dedicated to all ya'll dudes that think it's clever to ask us chicks such a STUPID question. You wanna fuck? Ok lemme tell ya when that's gonna happen! We're gonna fuck: When My vagina detaches itself from My body, becoming sentient, and decides it has a thing for creepy random dudes. When I give up on the rational fear of STDs. Rational fear never matches My favorite shoes anyway. When My only other options for intercourse partners are the weird homeless dude that looks like Einstein , Dr Cox , and an ostrich (he really exists!) had a collision of reproductive DNA, and a wild pig. (welcome to Florida, fol...

Time for the first post of Q & A! I've got 3 queries lined up and ready to go! Q1)How do you approach the subject of asking your significant other if you can explore different things on your own, ie SM, BDSM ect. Yes, being physical would be involved. The reason for wanting to go solo, is there are things that cant be done to the one you love, there needs to be no "attraction" or "feelings" just letting the primal urge take over. Not breaking up so you can go sleep around, and being safe when ever it is done, just letting the wild side come out and relieve the urge to go behind the back to get what you need. If you aren't already in an open relationship, this can be hard to do. I'd be honest about it, but I'd ease into the sexual "physical" aspect of it after you gauge their reaction to the BDSM stuff. You know your partner best. If you think, before even approaching them about any of this, that they aren't the type to be ok with an...

14 years ago, almost 15, I legally wandered into the world of BDSM. I say legally because I was dabbling for fun as a teen, before I was legally old enough to do so in public or for a living. I started My path as a lifestyle and professional Domme. I eventually ended up a switch in the bedroom. I like to think that I learned a lot over the years. Learned from hands on, from observing. Learned about the How To parts of it all, and the Why parts. Granted, there is a lot of it that I cant fathom as far as the Why goes but... very little really makes Me mad. OK so here's what we know: Gay man and lesbian woman enter a BDSM relationship together. Not very common but it happens. He's the Dom, she's the submissive. Sure, nonsexual BDSM relationships happen. Ok. Fine. Cool. They're claiming an Open Relationship. Which makes sense since... yanno... they don't fuck each other. Sure. Ok. Right on. They're getting married. Faux weddings so that folks can get benefits and ot...

Yesterday, at one point during My dreamings, I had a dream about rolling around in bed with a gorgeous woman. The entire dream was a single sex scene. No foreplay. No back story. Just a good dose of fuckin. It wasn't the long legs hugging My body that makes Me dwell on this dream. It wasn't the red hair. It wasn't the white-hot sex. It was that she was a prostitute and we were in a seedy motel. I've been giving prostitution a lot of thought for a long time. It's not a job I could get into, emotionally. I have a hard time separating sex from romance, even when it comes to cam work and porn. It's easier for Me to try though, in the latter two. Dunno why. While all three jobs are fine and dandy IMHO, only two of them are... I dunno. I really can't explain it. I've had friends who work at brothels, or for escort agencies. I respect them. I respect the job. I just cant see Myself doing it. The only time I get all kinds of grrr about it is when it's brough...

I'd like to do more writing. I have ideas for working on a book or perhaps a few. What it's like to be Ms Deviant. Les souvenirs de Paige. I get told, quite frequently, that I should. LOL. And there is still the stripper comic that I'd like to get up on the net. All I need is an artist. And I think I'd really enjoy writing articles for magazines and e-zines. There are so many "hot chick writes about ________" these days, but I still want in on the action. I think it would be fun! I could write 'till I'm blue about sexy stuff. BDSM, being a Pro Dommes, stripping, porn, etc. But I think I could also have a grand time with something less sexy, but as seen by a sexy person. Sports, video games, gardening, cooking, etc.

Sometimes, when I have a hyper, silly moment... things get ranted about and rambled upon... that are just strange. Tonight, Viror and I discussed vehicle sex. And I don't mean like, Transformers porn. I mean like, fucking in a car. Countless rockers have written songs about carfucking. Nickleback did it. Meatloaf went on about it for about 8 and a half minutes about the subject. Motley Crue, Loggins & Messina (and then Poison revisited it), I could go on... and that's just rock music. Sheez. But WHY? I never found car sex to be all that awesome. I mean, there's a seat belt buckle digging into My back, the window against My feet is FRIGGIN COLD, My head keeps hitting the door. Fun times! Wait.. what? Or there's the chiropractors wet dream of Me doin it in the front seat, Gods forbid! My spine is packing it's bags just by Me blogging this now. Sweet crispy christ! People make jokes about it. Songs are sung about it. It's portrayed in movies and videos. But am ...