Posted by Lila on May 21st, 2006
I haven’t been writing much lately, because I’ve been putting in even more time at work than usual. There’s a reason for that: I’ve been arranging things so that I can take an extended leave of absence. And now it’s all arranged.
The people at work don’t know exactly what I’ll be doing on my leave of absence. “Travelling,†is what I’ve told them. But you, dear readers, get to know what it’s really about: I’m going back to the zen monastery, to continue the spiritual explorations I began there in February.
But this time, I’m going to live there for almost two months.
Am I nervous? You bet I am! But I’m going to do it. I need it. And as scary as it is for obsessive-compulsive little me to spend that much time away from the neat, controlled little life I’ve built for myself, it’s not nearly as scary as waking up every morning and remembering that I’m owned by Mistress Yoko and that she can do whatever she likes with me. In the face of Mistress Yoko’s constant evil reminders that I’m not the one in control of my life, my fate, or my body anymore, I’ve had to learn to live without a lot of the sense of control I used to have… which was always an illusion anyway, according to some people. So I may as well go all the way, and learn how to do this whole “letting go†thing from the experts.
And on the bright side, I’m not leaving my obsessive-compulsive routines for a life of chaos and unpredictability… life at the monastery is so routine-based that it’s like OCD Heaven, in some ways.
So, I’ll be leaving on Friday, June 2nd, and not coming home until Friday, July 21st. Seven whole weeks!
I already have Mistress Yoko’s permission, of course… I hate to think what she’d do to me if I just announced to her that her slave was going on vacation! But fortunately, Mistress Yoko is very supportive of my recent spiritual leanings. It might be hard to believe, from the way she’s enslaved me and the cruel games she plays with me, but in our private conversations, even while she teases and taunts me, she’s actually the most understanding and supportive friend I’ve ever had. I’m sure Maybue and Princess understand how it can be like that.
Anyway, Mistress Yoko was happy to give me her permission, and even said that I don’t have to worry about keeping myself shaved while I’m there, as long as I shave myself smooth again as soon as I return home. I still have to wear my Hello Kitty panties while I’m at the monastery, of course… Mistress Yoko would never allow me to get away without something to remind me every day of her power over me.
Meanwhile, Neige has informed me that she’ll be visiting me for four or five hours this coming Tuesday and Wednesday! I’m very nervous about this, especially considering recent evil hints and taunts that I’ve received from Mistress Yoko and from Princess and Maybue… and considering that this is probably going to be Mistress Yoko’s “anniversary celebration†of the Memorial Day Bet where she gave me my first taste of her cruelty… and considering that Mistress Yoko and Neige know that this is probably the last time they’ll get to play with me until late July… gulp.
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Posted by Lila on May 11th, 2006
Hee hee! Have you looked at the entry Maybue posted in my Storybook today (May 11th)? Hee hee hee! Mistress Yoko has made me meow like a cat before and eat from a dish on the floor with no hands, but at least I’ve never actually had to eat dog food! Ick! But that’s not the best part, even… Maybue had to pee in a litter box, with her Princess watching her! Bwa ha ha ha ha!
Maybue’s been dropping a lot of threats and hints, trying to make me nervous, and it turns out I have good reason to be nervous: we’re approaching the anniversary of the infamous Memorial Day Bet (the unfortunate incident in which I first had the experience of being at Mistress Yoko’s mercy, and first learned the hard way about her previously unsuspected evil streak), and my cruel Mistress has informed me, much to my dismay, that she will be allowing Princess to offer suggestions for the “festivitiesâ€!
Mistress Yoko won’t tell me whether it was her or Princess who came up with the dog food and litter box ideas. But either way, I’m learning from Maybue’s experiences that Princess is a force to be reckoned with… she and Mistress Yoko seem to be kindred spirits in a lot of ways, and that means that disrespecting Princess could be as bad an idea as disrespecting Mistress Yoko.
Well, I’m done learning everything the hard way! Maybue failed to learn from reading about my experiences… she underestimated Mistress Yoko, and was insolent and disrespectful to her, just as I once was before Mistress Yoko taught me the error of my ways. So now the poor little puppy is paying the price, just like me! But I’m cleverer than poor little Maybue… she underestimated my mistress, instead of learning from my mistakes, but I’m going to learn from Maybue’s mistakes! I won’t underestimate Princess the way Maybue underestimated Mistress Yoko!
So, Princess, I humbly apologize and beg your forgiveness for anything I’ve said that may have seemed disrespectful to you, and I’ll show you whatever respect you require from now on, except when Mistress Yoko tells me otherwise.
As for poor little Maybue… just as I predicted, it didn’t take long for Mistress Yoko to teach the impudent little slave-puppy her proper place and to get her to humbly concede that Mistress Yoko was the better woman. I promised Mistress Yoko when this all started that if she could tame Maybue so thoroughly that Maybue would admit her inferiority to Mistress Yoko in writing, that I would publish Maybue’s admission in this blog, to record it for posterity so that everyone will always remember Mistress Yoko’s triumph and Maybue’s humiliation.
So here it is, the letter of surrender that Maybue sent to Mistress Yoko:
Grand mistress Yoko, Supreme Being of this Universe (even more supreme than Mila Jovovich in “the Fifth Element†and boy, was she ever supreme),
I hereby humbly apologise for all the insults and disrespect I’ve shown to you in the past. I am not worthy to lick the soles of your boots and therefore I will lick the souls of my Princess’ shoes. I’m typing this message to you naked on my knees. After I am finished, I will crawl five times on my belly through the entire house in your honour, after which I will lick my Princess to orgasm until she tells me to stop, also to honour your name. Although I am still far superior to your slave Lila, I am but your humble servant, ready to please my Princess at your whim and her desire.
Yours sincerely,
Maybue
And, oh, Maybue, you poor little puppy… did you think that that bit about you still being superior to me would bother me? Think again. Think about your tender little pussy all shaved and exposed, and remember that you have me to thank for that, at least in part. And did you enjoy my other suggestion? I hope your butt wasn’t too sore afterward… and I hope that when you remember the humiliation, you’ll think of me and know that I’m laughing at you! Every time you taunt me, I just imagine you in that situation, and somehow your taunts don’t bother me. Oh, and now I can also think about you naked on all fours eating that dog food and peeing in your little litter box! I don’t think I’ve ever had to do anything quite that humiliating… so in light of all of that, little Maybue, it looks to me like even though I’m forced to admit my inferiority to Mistress Yoko and to your Princess, I just can’t seem to see myself as inferior to you… more the opposite, really.
I agree with you about Milla Jovovich, though. Though even she’s not as hot as Gina Gershon.
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Posted by Lila on May 8th, 2006
I know it’s evil of me, but I ‘m having such a fun time watching poor little Maybue squirm and suffer at the hands and whims of her Princess and Mistress Yoko! Mistress Yoko really is a true artist when it comes to the subjugation, domination, torment, and complete humiliation of those women unfortunate enough to have underestimated her, failed to show her the proper respect, and then slipped up and found themselves at her mercy. So far, however, “those women†has just been one woman, namely me… so, although I’ve been amazed and envious at her artistry, I haven’t exactly enjoyed it, because it’s always been at my expense. But now I see why so many people enjoy reading the accounts Mistress Yoko makes me write in this blog about the things she does to me! It really is a whole lot of fun, when it’s not me it’s happening to! If you haven’t been following the saga as it unfolds in my Storybook, go have a look, and a good laugh at Maybue’s expense!
I got in a little trouble with Mistress Yoko myself, a week ago. It started on Friday the 28th, when Mistress Yoko moved her blog to a new site, and posted an entry at the old site, containing a puzzle that readers would have to solve in order to find the location of the new blog. Mistress Yoko sure loves her puzzles, riddles, and games… doesn’t she, Maybue?
Mistress Yoko’s readers are a pretty clever bunch, who like word games and that kind of thing, but most of them were pretty stumped by the clever puzzle. I like word games and that kind of thing, too, and I also had an extra incentive to work on this one… Mistress Yoko had challenged me to a bet on it, where I’d get bigger rewards the sooner I solved it… and, if I took to long to solve it, I’d get worse punishments the longer I took.
Well, I’m pleased to say that I solved it very quickly, winning the highest possible reward: 50 MDPs taken off my total, bringing me down to 700. If you’ve read this morning’s post from Maybue in the Storybook, you know that this reward turned out to have an unexpected bonus: Maybue lost a riddle game (with rather high stakes for her) because the final question was “How many MDPs does Lila still have?†and poor Maybue hadn’t noticed that the total (which had previously sat at 750 for longer than I would have liked) had just changed in the past several days as a result of my solving Mistress Yoko’s puzzle! I’m having a busy time at work, so I’d been stressing about trying to get this entry written on time (today is the deadline), but now I’m glad I didn’t post it too early, or it might have alerted Maybue to the change and then she wouldn’t have gotten to play that fun game of “Marco Polo†or go on her little field trip!
I solved the puzzle much quicker than most people solved it… I was the second one to solve it, after Nicky.
(And speaking of puzzles and Nicky’s mind, next time you’ve got an evening when you can stay up late, and you feel like having your brain overload with interesting ideas and melt out your ears, you simply must go and check out The Hyperlexicon.)
I was so pleased with having solved it so much sooner than most of Mistress Yoko’s other readers that I couldn’t resist posting a couple of comments in the comments section of the puzzle entry, goading everyone who was still struggling with it… and also taunting Mistress Yoko’s friend Zanti, accusing her of cheating because she found the new blog before anyone else but did it without actually solving the puzzle (by typing “balladofyoko.x.com†into her browser repeatedly, where x equalled the name of a different blogging service on each successive attempt).
Hey, what can I say? I’ve got a competitive nature, and I love to taunt and tease, and I ever since Mistress Yoko came into my life, I’m usually stuck being the tauntee instead of the taunter, so when I see a chance to be the taunter and teaser for a change, I go for it! Which was a big mistake this time.
On Monday, Neige paid me a visit, and I found myself once again tied in my chair at my computer, with the evil remote-control toys inserted in my nether regions. After making me wait like that for a little while, Mistress Yoko (who was at work at the time) emailed me to say:
You’ve been very bad– taunting my friends on my blog about not being able to solve my puzzle! When you taunt my friends, you taunt me, and you know that you will be punished for your insolent behavior!
Your punishment: 37 spanks with a hairbrush– that’s one spank for every comment in my last posts on both my old blog and my new blog. In addition, we’re going to have some fun with my favorite machine. Finally, after all this is over, you will write an apology to my friends on both my new blog and yours, saying that you’re sorry that you mouthed off and that you will respect my friends, who are smart and intelligent.
I was untied, spanked hard with the hairbrush, and then retied, and then I had write an apology that was humiliating enough to satisfy Mistress Yoko, and then post it in the comments section of her new blog. This is the apology she made me post in the end:
I apologize to all of Mistress Yoko’s friends whom I taunted in my comments in her old blog for having trouble solving the puzzle. I know you’re all very smart, and it was a tricky puzzle that I just happened to get lucky on. It was very rude and disrespectful of me to mouth off to you all like that. It won’t happen again. I have been thoroughly punished for my insolence.
Zanti, I especially apologize to you for saying that your clever way of finding the new blog first was cheating. Please, please, please accept this humble apology, because I’m in even bigger trouble if you’re not satisfied with it!
It was thoroughly humiliating being forced to post that in Mistress Yoko’s blog for all her friends to see. Mistress Yoko’s role as my mistress and her games with me almost never get mentioned in Mistress Yoko’s blog, and I’ve sometimes made the mistake of thinking that that’s because Mistress Yoko is timid about showing her evil side to her many friends who read her blog. But of course, I should know better by now. Not writing about her relationship with me in her own blog is just her whim, and she’s not at all timid about making exceptions when it pleases her to humiliate me in such a way. After all, she does make me refer to myself as “your slave†when I address her in the comments section of her blog! I don’t think she’d ever go so far as to humiliate me by writing an actual entry in her blog that talks about my slavery, but this incident of the apology was a distressing reminder that she has no need to hide this part of her life, either… it’s me, not her, who stands to suffer embarrassment whenever she feels like giving her friends a peek at her power over me.
Fortunately, Mistress Yoko’s friends do seem to be timid about the whole subject. I’ve never suffered the humiliation of having one of her readers taunt me or offer their own suggestions as to things to do to me… I think they’re just not that type, thank God. I was terrified that this apology would change that… that Zanti or someone else would taunt me about it, and it would all be downhill from there. But fortunately, that didn’t happen. I hate to think what might have happened if Zanti had posted a reply saying my apology wasn’t enough!
My torment for the day wasn’t over yet, though. Remember in the previous entry, when Mistress Yoko asked, “What’s something you’d like me to do to you that we haven’t done yet?â€
I replied, “Send your slave a photo of you, in exchange for all the ones you’ve got of your slave now!â€
Mistress Yoko wrote back, “Okay– just remember that you asked for it.â€
And I foolishly said, “Really? Cool! But you’re sounding all evil and taunting about it… and your slave can’t imagine how even you could turn this one into a torture!â€
Well, of course she did find a way to turn it into a torture! She sent Neige a large photo of her face, peering over her glasses at me and smirking evilly, which Neige saved to my computer and opened up on the screen while I was sitting there. And it was just unbearable having Mistress Yoko’s eyes on me like that while I sat there naked and helpless and awaiting her mercy! I knew that she couldn’t really see me (though of course, she has a collection of very humiliating photos of me that she can see anytime she wants), but it felt like she could! And me having to face her gloating smile was even worse! I’d always imagined it anyway, but actually seeing her gazing at me in cool, amused, smug appraisal, drove home my helplessness and her power over me in a whole new personal way that I’d never dreamed of!
But it was worse than that, because Mistress Yoko once I’d seen the picture, Mistress Yoko sent me this email:
That picture of me is to be on the desktop whenever Neige visits. You are to look at it whenever you’re being played with or punished. It’s kind of like Big Brother– I’ll be watching you!
p.s. You asked for it, remember? Hee hee!
I begged her to relent, but of course she didn’t. So now every time I’m tortured by her, I have to look at her smirking at my humiliation, and feel her eyes on me!
But it got even worse. She also sent a sound clip, of herself saying, in the most gloating, teasing voice, “Aww, poor Lila.†She then had Neige put my headphones on my head, and turn the toys on, and I was forced to look at her photo and listen to her taunting “Aww, poor Lila†over and over again as I lost control and came and came until I cried, and it kept on going until Mistress Yoko finally emailed again and told Neige she could turn the toys off and untie me.
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