Archive for December, 2005

Hey pantyboy!

Love
Isabella
xoxooxox

Tonight I went to a sex toy party (or shall I call it a Passions Party) at ’s house where the sexy showed us how to use dildos, vibrators, and all sorts of cool creams. Ten other hotties were there which was cool… I loved hearing all the comments people made when another sexy toy was pulled out of the bag. LOL wait till you all see what I got — I’ll let you know the minute it gets shipped here. I was sooo freakin’ horny when I left the party that I came home and had sex with chocolate. Gulp. Did I just admit that? LOL

Also a few site updates (yay now that I’m not sick and school is temporarily out for holidays I can actually get back on the ball) that you all may like:

* I added a section called Isabella’s Art which has 30 different drawings and paintings I’ve done (each on its own individual page). I used to have a similar page on my previous site but it only showed 4 or 5 pictures. Hope you all like it!

* I also added the link to that on all the pages for easy browsing and added the rss button to all the pages too

* I also added a link called John Holmes the Porn Cat which has photos of my kitty. A link to it can be found on my Sexy Stats page.

* Updated the Compliance 2257 notice for legal reasons

* I added 3 new buttons on the home page to emphasize some cool new features on my site

And right now my BF and I are working on a HOT new custom feature for my website which will blow ALL of you away. It’s being coded as we speak. I swear you all are going to faint when you see it.

Love
Isabella
xooxoxoxo

New hypnosis recording for sale

I finished another hypnosis recording tonight (available exclusively in mp3 format on my site) and I really think you all will like it a lot! Listen to it as often as you like for just one price! Here is some info about it:

Erotic Hypnosis: Mindless Zombie - 25 minutes. *New* Recorded 12-29-05 Recommended for anyone and includes long induction, masturbation triggers, and makes you feel obedient and vulnerable to my voice. Includes subliminal background messages throughout the recording. Also the recording is far superior in sound quality than any other recording (has a nice echo effect). Also there are word and sound triggers. Sound effects are used to make you masturbate and orgasm. Description: 19 minute induction, 6 mins masturbation triggers. When it ends, instead of bringing you out and waking you up, it takes you down into a deeper sleep to make you fall asleep even after listening to it. Also includes post-hypnotic suggestions. Listen to a free sample here. This is exclusively sold here. Cost: $100

Buy MP3 Recording

For more info or to browse other recordings for sale, visit Isabella’s Hypno Shop

Love
Isabella
xoxooxoxox

Sunny does her first porn video

As you all may know (it’s also on my FAQ on my website), I’ve been a huge fan of Sunny Leone for years and love using her photos (with permission of course) on my website, journal, and other places. Since the age of 18 when she first started doing amateur nudes, she always told people that she would never do photos with dildos, insertion shots, nude photoshoots with other men, no intercourse, and a few other restrictions. I have always admired her for being a “classy” model, so-to-speak… and love her for her shyness. That’s one reason I’ve used her photos to portray the type of phone sex I do is because she is really classy, shy, and also really sweet and fun which is similar to my own personality.

But now, as of Dec. 28, 2005… she is now an official porn star. Her Vivid video was released tonight. I watched it and was both turned on as well as slightly disappointed. She did several scenes on the video (none of them male-female, although she did a male-female sexy clothed scene). She did a 3-girl lesbian scene (very hot) and a 2-girl lesbian scene which showed vaginal penetration of a glass dildo and did the 69 with her. There was also a boy-girl-girl scene in which she had no contact with the man but had oral sex with the girl while the other girl sucked him off. It was really sexy! All these years I always wondered what she would look (and sound) like while having an orgasm. She’s done other striptease videos and soft-porn type videos with other women, but nothing as raw and pornographic as this. It was REALLY sexy and she came really hard! But a part of me is slightly disappointed that she let her guard down to do this. I miss the sweet, demure Sunny who was too shy to do scenes where she’s laying upside down while getting pounded by a hot girl.

Am I wrong for feeling this way? I love seeing her successful (on Howard Stern, VH1, on Ja Rule music videos, etc.) but the last thing I want is to see her eventually doing a male gang bang.

I think it’s hot that porn stars do gang bangs (trust me, I even have a video where a girl fucks 500 men!) but please… not my sweet Sunny. I’ve met her in real life SEVERAL times, have done photoshoots with her, and have been a big fan for years. This is like a dream and a nightmare at the same time. I now have a different image of her and I almost fear it’ll rub off on me during the calls. But hey, that could be a good thing.

You all can see the video on Vivid.com if you are a member. If you just watched it, call me. I’d love to hear your comments!






Some people ask me if I lose money by telling people I am not Sunny. The truth is, I don’t. My income has tripled since I first put that info on my site a long time ago. I guess some callers find honesty just as appealing as fantasy, if not more.

Love
Isabella
xoxooxox

Voice Post: Welcome to my first podcast

Isabella’s RSS Feed

For those of you who like to keep up with my journal without actually having to visit my website and/or livejournal, there is now RSS feed running so you can read all my site and journal updates in one spot! For more information, click here: Isabella’s RSS Feed which has details on how to set it up several different ways. New updates will be made on my site while school is out, so keep an eye on the RSS for latest cool new things added!

Also starting tomorrow, I’ll be podcasting mp3s (voice posts from LJ) and have RSS feeds for your iPods and other things. And I’ll also be creating a mirror website for those of you who have high-tech cell phones, that way you can view my website without flash and more compatible photos. That’s right baby, it’ll be mobile-ready. Working on it now, won’t be too long.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox

Glad you’re feeling better!

I stole this from house_of_skin which I thought was hilarious:

By the way I’m back from my trip! I got to see snow on Mt. Baker on Christmas Day with Lauren which was really nice. I love the mountains of Washington and seeing such wonderful snow. We didn’t visit the nursing homes cause I was sick and didn’t want to spread it around. Also the airline found my luggage AFTER I got home so I went the whole weekend wearing the SAME outfit. Don’t worry I’ll get compensated for it. All in all, I had a lovely time. Being with my friend was absolutely wonderful… and of course… feeling her masturbate beside me in bed was a plus too!

Love
Isabella
xoxooxxxo

Tonight is Christmas Eve so I’d like to wish those who celebrate Christmas a happy one. And those of you who don’t celebrate it, well hope you have a happy holiday or if you’re offended by holy days or pagan days or drunk days or crazy days, then by all means - just have a kick ass day.

But whether you celebrate it or not, I ask that EACH one of you do something very special. Every year I put the same link up (around thanksgiving and christmas) when people are feeling generous. Don’t worry it doesn’t cost money. This is something you do out of the kindness of your heart and requires absolutely no effort. I ask that each one of you click this link here: TheHungerSite.com and click their link on the front page. That’s it.

By clicking that one link, you are purchasing 1.1 cups of food for a human being to eat this Christmas. Apparently there are sponsors that donate money for every time we click. SO ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS CLICK ONCE and you’ve helped feed someone.

Please. It’s Christmas. And whether you like holidays or not, you can at least make someone feel like you’re their personal little Santa.

I love you all

Love
Isabella
xoxooxo

trip to seattle

(before this I was with my BF kevin going to dinner and stuff)
12:00am - watched some tv, fed cat, made list of things I needed
2:00am - doing online stuff, last minute things
4:00am - start packing
6:00am - cab picks me up to the airport
6:20am - check 2 duffel bags in to America West Airline, got FIRST-CLASS ticket
6:45am - get searched, get in fine - went to gate. Sat, waited.
7:40am - plane is late
8:00am - my flight to Vegas and Seattle turns out to be cancelled
8:20am - I am told I can take a straight flight to Seattle on another airline
8:30am - I go to baggage claim and retrieve 1 duffel bag, one is lost. Gone.
9:45am - I talk to America West baggage and they assure me my bag will arrive in Seattle as promised
9:00am - walk to Alaskan Airlines across terminals
9:15am - get a standby ticket to Seattle to leave at 12:40pm and a guaranteed seat on another flight just in case
9:30am - stood in line to get re-searched again
9:45am - I get pulled out of the line for a random search
10:00am - a female pats me down all over and searches all my belongings
10:15am - I go to my gate and wait for approval for my stand-by ticket
12:20pm - I get approved for stand-by and can get a seat but NOT first class even though I paid for it.
12:40pm - plane is late
1:30pm - we’re told maintenance needs to be done on plane, please wait an hour
2:30pm - problem worsened, they need new airplane part, we’re told there will be a 3 hour wait.
4:45pm - they fixed the problem quicker than expected so they started boarding us on plane
5:00pm - waited for latecomers who thought it would take longer to fix
5:30pm - waited for more latecomers
6:00pm - the plane goes into taxi-mode and gets ready for take-off
6:20pm - pilot tells us it might be 20 minutes before lift-off cause we’re behind others
6:40pm - another plane is running out of gas and they get priority before we can take-off
7:00pm - another plans has a medical emergency so we still have no priority to take-off
7:20pm - we finally take off in the air. People start clapping.
10:00pm - we land in seattle
10:25pm - I shuttle over to baggage claim. Missing one IMPORTANT luggage (all my clothes in it)
10:30pm - wait in line at baggage counter
11:00pm - ask where my luggage is, filed a claim, etc. am told it will be delivered to me tomorrow.
11:30pm - went to rental car place in airport and stood in line
12:00am - they gave me wrong quote price. I showed them my original quote. He had to call supervisor for approval.
12:15am - I get approved. I was right. Duh. I paid for rental car.
12:30am - I drove off
2:00am - I arrive in Bellingham, WA at my destination. Met my friend Lauren.
2:30am - start fixing her computer.
3:00am - reinstall Windows on her harddrive. Fixed it.
3:30am - Took more medicine (getting over the flu). Went to bed. Over 48 hours no sleep, while sick. *sigh*

That was my first day on vacation. And two, almost three days later… my luggage is STILL missing and I have nothing to wear. It’s aggravating. I’ve called both airlines at all destinations and no one knows where it is and it hasn’t been checked in anywhere. I no longer have a dining reservation at the Space Needle to eat dinner and overlook the city.

Ok so far NONE of the psychic readings I received about this trip were accurate.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoo

thank you

First of all, I want to thank you all for the outpouring of letters I received in my email box over the last few days. It means so much to me that you all care. People wrote me who I didn’t even realize READ my journal and it just touched my heart in a beautiful way.

I apologize for not responding in a timely fashion. I’ve been sick since Sunday night after visiting my brother, so I’ve been confined to my bed. Haven’t logged in for calls in two days and am feeling really under the weather. I have the chills, cold sweat, sinus congestion, headache, sore throat, bad cough, runny nose, dizziness, etc.

I’m still trying to recover so bear with me and I’ll be back doing phone sex in no time. And by the way, I WILL be doing calls when I’m in Seattle as long as I get cell reception.

I’m going to take a warm bath and head back to bed and try to get well.

Love
Isabella
xoxooxo

I saw my brother today

Life is not fair.

I drove to see my brother’s hospital in Anaheim (which happens to be in a real house now). He was sleeping peacefully. I guess I could have left him sleeping, but I hadn’t seen him in so many years I just had to wake him up and spend some time with him.

I sang some songs that made him laugh. I tickled him and made him laugh some more. I forced him to hear my bad singing while wheeling him outside and showed him Christmas lights on houses. Sang some Christmas songs to him. I talked to him. I told him I loved him. Missed him. Was sorry it had been so long since I had visited him. I hugged him. Sang some more. Massaged his neck and feet. Made him laugh some more by tickling his forehead and feet. Met with his nurses who care for him.

I don’t even know if he remembers me. I was introducing myself all over again. Does he even know I’m his sister? He didn’t hug me like he used to (he used to hug people so much that he’d grab on to your hair out if you tried to stop hugging him). He barely even looked at me. But then again I don’t know if he has ever been able to keep his eyes still now that I think about it. I felt invisible. I sat there just looking at him and he was hitting his hands against his head and doing repetitive hand gestures. It just breaks my heart. I wish I could do something for him. I wish I could be there for him all the time.

Held back tears. Always do. I don’t show my emotions easily when I’m sad. Even driving home alone in my car, I forced myself to sing along to music and not think about his situation.

I wish he wasn’t like this. Why did this have to happen to him? How can life be so fucking cruel? I thought seeing him would be one of the happiest moments of my life, and in a way it was. But deep down it just feels like my heart was ripped out all over again.

paper, photoshoot, trips, dates

Just a few things:

* Now that my paper has been graded and the semester is over, I unlocked the friends-only post that showed the contents of the pantyboy research paper I wrote. So you can read it here if you wish. Lots of you have read it already if you were on my LJ friends list. However some callers have shown interest who rarely read my journal. I ALSO added it to the pantyboy section of my website, which you can view by clicking here: Feminine Men and their love of Dominant Women”

* I’m shooting a hot lingerie shoot with a sexy half-hispanic model in about an hour … so I better get prepared. I’ll try to post a pic or two of her if she lets me.

* If all goes well, I’m going to drive up and see my brother TONIGHT!!!! I hope nothing stops me. Things always seem to come up. I’m going to try my damndest to see him tonight around 6pm.

* Going on a date with my BF tomorrow *swoon*

* I’m leaving for Seattle on the 22nd. I can’t wait!!!

Love
Isabella
xoxooxoxo

Abe

I don’t talk about my brother much, partly because it’s a very difficult subject to talk about. It’s hard to bring him up in conversation because it makes people sad, dampers the mood, or brings sympathy (which people mean well, but it just makes me feel even worse).

But for those who have inquired about my family (I guess being holiday season, people have been asking more)… I thought this would be a nice time to give you all a little peek into this hidden part of my private life.

My mother called me last night and told me that my brother lives in Anaheim! That’s just a couple hours from San Diego!! I could just cry. He lives so close to me now! I haven’t seen my brother in YEARS AND YEARS!!! I am so tempted to visit him RIGHT NOW but I may have to wait until after Christmas to go up there since I may have to give his residence a notice. (He’s handicapped and now lives in a home-like hospital, so walk-ins are welcome but it’s always better to give notice so that he’s not sleeping or something). I am so excited. You all have NO idea what good news this is for me. I’ve been dying to visit my brother for so long but never knew where he was located or he was too far to travel to visit. And now he’s just a couple hours drive away!!! I am going to try to schedule a visit with my sister so we can both visit him together. He has been my missing link in my life and now I’ll get to be with him more! Oh I am soooo happy, this is the best news ever for me!

Abe’s background:

When my brother was 2 years old, he had a drowning accident. He flatlined for a short period of time and was revived but suffered severe brain damage. Lots of water and lack of oxygen to the brain. I was only a few months old, so I was too young to remember the accident. However, from the time I was 4 years old to now, I remember always looking up to my big brother and loving him with all my heart.

Sometimes seeing my brother hurts me because he can’t walk, so he has to be wheeled around in a wheelchair - which makes going out to public attractions and places very difficult. Getting him in and out of a car takes massive strength and is often very difficult, even for grown men. He also can’t talk. Sometimes he can hum or go mmmm but that’s it. So I can talk to my brother, but there will never be a two-sided conversation. That makes it hard. He can’t even eat food. He has to eat with a tube that is inserted in his stomach. All he can have are liquids. He has almost 50 seizures a day, which medicines can somewhat control but it wears him out so that he has to sleep all day. So if my family wants to see him awake, we have to lower his meds (which means more seizures). He has the mind of a 2 year old. His brain never fully developed. He has to wear an adult diaper, which also makes going out in public difficult because we always have to find a place to change him - and you all know how hard that is. But surprisingly, despite his lack of physical abilities… he has one of the most optimistic, sweetest hearts you’d ever imagine. He laughs all the time. He laughs when you say “Boo!” and he laughs when you say “Bum Bum!” and he laughs when I sing the theme song to “The Pink Panther” or “The Dick Van Dyke Show” because he likes the way my sister and I hum them. His way of showing his appreciation is to hum back or go Mmmmm at the end of the song. He is the love of my life and it breaks my heart to see him like that.

A part of me always wonders how my life would be different had my brother been healthy and “normal” throughout our lives. I never really had a big brother who could teach me basketball or take me out for ice cream or teach me about high school guys. I had to step up to the plate and be a great big sister for my little sister and also teach my big brother. And for you psychology majors, that would be like Adler’s birth order where the second child gets bumped up to the first child in the birth order. I always tried to be a leader. I always tried to be the one in charge. But the truth is, I like being second in command. I always have and always will. Being in charge requires a lot of responsibility and lack of freedom. I never really got to experience a normal, regular childhood. Who does?

My mother, a religious fanatic, would take my brother, me, and my little sister to HUNDREDS of televangelists, sermons, prayer groups, etc. praying for a miracle. For a long time, I was a Christian myself and prayed on my knees begging for God to heal my brother but he never did. Christianity requires that you have faith in God to heal someone who is sick. Well I had faith. My mom had faith. My sister had faith. Our pastors and thousands of people in the audience had faith. My brother is STILL handicapped and shows no improvement. I blamed God for doing this to him. I blamed my mother for neglecting him in the first place which led to him drowning. My mom, in turn, blamed my father for not locking the gate to the pool. Everyone blaming everyone.

Now I don’t really follow any religion, and truth be told, I don’t even know if I believe in God anymore. I don’t know what I believe. I am open to many beliefs and faiths, and I am sure most of them have good intentions. I don’t believe in heaven and hell like I did all my life. Well I certainly hope there’s no hell cause it sure sounds like a bad place, but I’d like to believe it doesn’t exist. And heaven? Well it sounds too much like a fairytale. I don’t know. All I do know is that if a higher power could heal my brother, then he’d be walking already. And I certainly don’t think this was to “teach me a lesson” or “God did this to you to test you” or any of that other crap. I’ve heard it all. I’ve had enough church sermons to last me a lifetime.

I just want to see my brother again… and now that he’s only a couple hours drive away - I can visit him whenever I want! I haven’t seen him in almost 5 or 6 years and it’s killing me. (Ok I saw him once in 2002 when he was in Indiana but before that it was another couple years.) I used to see him all the time, sometimes even daily when I used to work at his hospital as a housekeeper. I would clean up the geriatric wing as a janitor and then for lunch break I would visit him on the pediatric wing so I could see him for an hour a day. I cleaned up the worst spills, feces, vomit, etc. you could imagine and I would DO IT AGAIN. He was my motivation for the longest time.

Anyway I’m gonna stop talking about him now, I think I’ve disclosed enough…

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox

intellect/knowledge quiz

stolen from and

9/9 Genius
Amazing! You have an incredible brain (intellect) and a powerhouse of
information (knowledge)! Keep up the impressive work– we all bow to
you.


My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 97% on knowledge
free online dating free online dating
You scored higher than 72% on intellect

Link: The Knowledge vs. Intellect Test written by rattytintinface on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

yay school is over!

I took my last exam today… school is finally out until Jan 3rd until I start intersession classes! YAY!!! Woohoo!!!!!!!! I’ll find out my grades in about a week or so… crossing fingers hoping I did well. I put forth a lot of effort this semester. Found out I got a 91 on my research paper on “Feminine Men and their love of Feminine Women” which is good enough for me. I worked really hard on it, but it was also my very first research paper so at least it didn’t suck. I’ll be posting the paper on my website for all to see shortly. I had posted it in a friends-only post a couple weeks ago, but I’ll be making it public now that it’s graded and ready to go.

I sent out my Winter Newsletter to callers via NF - check it out if you haven’t already! Those who pay the five bucks to view it will be entered for a couple cool contests to win free calls and recordings.

I am just soooo glad school is out………. it’s time to celebrate!!!!

By the way check out the new hot lingerie video on my NF listing…
See hot sexy video here

Love
Isabella
xooxoxoxo

Narnia

My bf and I saw the movie Narnia tonight, and I have to tell you all how amazing it was! Absolutely brilliant. Growing up reading those books by C.S. Lewis, I let my imagination run wild. When I was a kid, reading those novels were my escape from a painful and forgettable reality. The minute I’d read into the stories, it seemed all the pain in my life (as a kid) went away. The movie did the book justice. It was just as good, if not better than the book. It captured the heart, soul, life, and imagination that the book did.

Sometimes I forget how nice it was to HAVE AN IMAGINATION as a kid. It seems that the older we get, the less prone we are to imagine worlds that don’t exist, play out imaginary fantasies in our heads, etc. That’s one thing I miss about being an adolescent. Being able to close my eyes and imagine a world far away without rationalizing things or disregarding things as false. It seems that now that I’m an adult, things appear immature, childish, or cutesy if it doesn’t live to my reality.

This movie made me remember what it was like to be a kid again. And I swear… I will jump on the bed tonight. I will run with scissors in my hands. I will draw on the wall with crayons. I will sit too close to the television. And I will stand in front of the freezer for ten minutes.

Ok maybe I won’t draw on the walls. I do have to pay rent. But you get the idea LOL

Love
Isabella
xoxooxoxo

Catfight - drawing

Here is my latest drawing titled “Catfight”:

Love,
Isabella
xoxoxooxxo

So last night Kev and I went to Outback and had yummy food, then we went to Target cause it was right next door. I bought a cheap $30 heater that will at least keep my hands warm when I’m downstairs. I like it cause I can press a button and it moves from side to side to warm a wider area. Anyway while the two of us were looking at fishnet stockings in the lingerie section we ran into Arturo (I don’t know his LJ name - anyone know?) and which was really nice. It’s always a good fuzzy feeling when you run into familiar faces in places you least expect. My shopping cart was full of white towels (cum towels if you must know), red & black lingerie, a heater, fireplace equipment, and other domestic stuff. It’s a good thing they didn’t ask what the towels were *winks*

My submissive weed slave bought me the latest series of tv show 24: Season 4 the dvd set so while my bf was snoring in my bed at the early hour of midnight… I decided to stay up till 4am and watch 4 episodes of it. Then hopped in bed and snuggled with him. *hot* Then I woke up at 5pm. That’s right. 5pm I woke up. What a long sleep!! And guess what I did? I went back to watching more episodes. I just started watching it last night and already I am up to EPISODE #11. I have been watching 11 hours of this and loving it!!!! Hehe only 13 episodes to go :)
Life is good. And I love you guys. You rock!

School ends for me on Dec. 15th — then I’ll be available full-time! YAY! Let the countdown begin!

Love
Isabella
xoxoxooxo

Cold BRRR

Fuck my apartment is freezing. I have a burning log in the fireplace but it barely heats up a small area. *sigh* and I’m upstairs now with no heater… brrr…. I have got to buy a heater before I go crazy. I thought winter in San Diego was supposed to be a breeze? Why are my fingers frozen?? I’m surprised I don’t see my breath in the air when I breathe. Tonight I’m wearing my leather jacket and two pairs of jeans to bed. It’s so cold that even my cat came inside. Poor John.

On a good note, I did my presentation in sex class today with that dvd video I directed/edited/created with the help of lots of friends who helped do skits with me. It went by flawlessly and certainly earned my group some good bonus points. Finals are next week. I have two exams, one on Wednesday and one on Thursday. Dec. 15th is my last day of class until (I think) February. This means that as of Dec. 15th, I’ll be available FULL TIME for phone sex calls for the first time in months. Yay!

Brrr I am WAY too cold to type right now.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxooxox

boyfriend in bed

So last night my boyfriend spent the night with me for the first time. We cuddled all night under the covers while I tried to ignore his snoring. He was soooo warm and cuddly. It’s been over a year since I let a man spend the night with me in my bed. And I kinda liked it. A lot.

Sexiness and more

Friday:
* paid a fortune at Brite Smile in La Jolla and got my teeth whitened
* sissy Nancy drove down from Santa Barbara
* went to Rocky in Encinitas
* saw some friends, got my boobs played with *smiles*
* left early cause of terrible PAIN, teeth sensitivity from the whitening
* drove around looking for Anbesol or Orajel, found it at 2am

Saturday:
* several friends came to my place to work on a school project
* we made dvd videos of skits for the project
* put the boys in bondage rope, flogged them, simulated golden showers with Mountain Dew, etc
* us girls dominated the boys for the video
* later on there was toplessness and making out
* did I mention I kissed Katie and she put her nude breasts on my face?
* afterwards when friends left, Nancy and I watched movies

Sunday:
* woke up to breakfast in bed and foot massage
* drove to Frye’s and bought a DVD RW drive and Sony Vegas Movie Studio
* Nancy left, I tried to learn my new movie software
* Did LOTS of phone sex to make up for my lack thereof this weekend
* had a warm bubble bath made of brown sugar and fig scents from Bath and Body
* put a log in fireplace and watched Tivo’ed episodes of Law & Order SVU

Love
Isabella
xooxoxoo

A mortifying moment….

Last night I had the most embarrassing sexual experience of my entire life. It was so embarrassing I think I’d rather hide it behind this LJ cut.

*sigh*

So there was this Godiva chocolate cheesecake I ate at the Cheesecake Factory last night with my boyfriend, Kevin. Let’s just say that after suppressing several orgasms in my seat, I asked the server to give us to-go boxes so I could enjoy it in the privacy in my own home. So we left, but I was still VERY turned on by the cheesecake. I can’t tell you just how delicious it was! My panties were soaked just walking back to the parking lot. I was incredibly turned on and ready to have sex at that very moment, but told Kevin I could make it by the time I got home. Anyway, we needed to stop by a department store to pick up a filing cabinet. At first Kevin was like, “Are you sure you want the cabinet now? You can always get it tomorrow since you’re all worked up.” But I knew I truly needed it. So we pulled over into the nearest department store to pick it up and also to find a bathroom.

I needed to go to the bathroom desperately because my panties were absolutely soaked and I needed to relieve myself and masturbate. I was trying not to have orgasms in Kevin’s truck because I was afraid I’d get his seat all wet. I’m serious. I’m a gusher and I leave buckets of cum. So we parked and he practically had to support me into the bathroom my legs were so weak from holding back all this cum with my pussy muscles (um I do a LOT of keegle muscles, so trust me I was weak).

So I run into the bathroom, and I don’t see anyone in there. No feet under the stalls. Whew, good! I sit down on the toilet seat and pull down my panties and started saying things. Now keep in mind that one of the main ways for me to orgasm is to talk out loud. I’ve been conditioned to do that since I’m a phone sex operator, so I practically HAVE to do it in order to have good orgasms. So I said all sorts of things like “Oh Kevin! Suck my clit, harder, harder!” and “Cum on my face” and “God I want you, Kevin” a bunch of sexy lines like that… and even some not-so-normal things like “Suck my cock and let me fuck your ass” and “Tell me you’re a geek! Tell me you’re a girl!” and about two or three minutes worth of sexually explicit lines. I’m telling you, these are not things I would say in public.

Now also keep in mind that I’m a squirter, when I ejaculate… it travels. Thankfully I was on the toilet in the public restroom but I was SO turned on I absolutely couldn’t stop myself. So every time I would say a word or a phrase like “Oh God I want you right now! Fuck me!” then I would cum and ejaculate in the toilet. You could PHYSICALLY HEAR IT. Talk. Cum. Talk. Cum. Talk. Cum. It was like a sexy ejaculation marathon.

After about THREE ENTIRE LONG MINUTES, I heard the sound of toilet paper and then “Ahem” with a woman clearing her throat in the VERY NEXT STALL. I got deathly quiet. I HAD NO IDEA she was IN THERE!!! I stopped making all my sounds, but couldn’t stop cumming so even though I wasn’t speaking - you could still hear me squirting into the toilet. I was holding my mouth with my hands trying not to say anything…. it was soooo embarrassing. Absolutely mortifying.

I am usually pretty good with controlling my orgasms and waiting till I get home to let it out but I absolutely was SO incredibly turned on, I just couldn’t help it.

Needless to say, when I walked out of the bathroom, Kevin was waiting for me by the door. And that short, conservative Hispanic lady looked right at us. I couldn’t look her in the eye.

Love
Isabella
xooxoxox

Sissy Nancy

Today I received TWO boxes of Godiva chocolate from my sissy Nancy!! THANK YOU NANCY!!! What a surprise! THANK YOU!!! Because you were soooo sweet I worked on this photo of you! Hope you like it.

Here is a hyper-real color photo of Sissy Nancy:

Here is the original photograph taken in my studio:


Love,
Isabella
xoxooxox

Feminine Men and their Love of Dominant Women

Here is the research paper I mentioned in my previous entry. Hope it’s ok… I have to turn it in today at 2:20pm PT so all feedback is welcome. It’s pretty long but definitely an interesting read! Keep in mind that my professor wanted it to be written in a first-person point-of-view as well as using sources. So I used experiences from my own life.

Throughout my years as a professional dominatrix I have always been drawn to submissive males, not only because they show their adorable and obedient feminine sides, but because it allows me to showcase power I wouldn’t normally be allowed to use in today’s society.

Most of my submissives may be biologically male, but some are offended when they are called “men” simply because they don’t feel their gender was assigned fairly. Sure they may have been born with male genitals, but one thing I’ve learned is that gender, sexual preference, and sexual identity are all held together by a very thin thread. These submissive, effeminate men have been my sole source of income for years. I work full-time interacting with people confused about their sexuality. Almost all of them have one thing in common: they love being dominated and treated like girls.

When I first heard of Carl Jung’s theory of anima and animus, my first impression was that perhaps this psychologist was well aware of the femininity that men face every day and the challenges that women must overcome.

I grew up in conservative Alabama, in the core of the Bible Belt, surrounded by gentlemen trying to be chivalrous in their virility. Throughout my childhood, I believed that men had their stereotypical roles and women had theirs. Women in suits were lesbians. Men in pink were homosexual. Looking at the world today through adult eyes, I see there is absolutely no way to simply ask “Are you gay?” or “Are you straight?” simply because the world is not as black and white as it appeared to me years ago.

“A part of our persona is the role of male or female we must play. For most people that role is determined by their physical gender. But Jung, like Freud and Adler and others, felt that we are all really bisexual in nature. When we begin our lives as fetuses, we have undifferentiated sex organs that only gradually, under the influence of hormones, become male or female. Likewise, when we begin our social lives as infants, we are neither male nor female in the social sense. Almost immediately — as soon as those pink or blue booties go on — we come under the influence of society, which gradually molds us into men and women.

In all societies, the expectations placed on men and women differ, usually based on our different roles in reproduction, but often involving many details that are purely traditional. In our society today, we still have many remnants of these traditional expectations. Women are still expected to be more nurturant and less aggressive; men are still expected to be strong and to ignore the emotional side of life. But Jung felt these expectations meant that we had developed only half of our potential.” (Boeree 1997)

Sometimes a man might browse lingerie stores with timid eyes, afraid a female behind the counter might judge him. Or worse, what if another man notices him there? Many of these men have prominent feminine sides, called anima, which may influence their lives more than their masculine sides.

These people tend to struggle emotionally, often questioning themselves and their sexual identity when they find urges to wear feminine clothing. These clothes can range from lingerie which aid in masturbation to wearing girdles and skirts which make them feel passable as women.

Sometimes they go to shoe stores and pretend to shop for wives or girlfriends when purchasing items such as heels or pumps in fear they won’t be a “manly man” if they shop for themselves.

Sometimes people discover their counter-gendered lives through dreams where they are surrounded by satin or silk. This may lead them to believe they actually want to WEAR the fabric, which is known to arouse many sensations when in contact with skin. Analytic therapy allows people to use word associations and dream interpretations to help make sense of their perplexing lives. On the other hand, not all dreams have a need for interpretation at all and are simple in their context.

Carl Jung once said: “…the dream comes in as the expression of an involuntary unconscious psychic process beyond the control of the conscious mind. It shows the inner truth and reality of the patient as it really is: not as I conjecture it to be, and not as he would like it to be, but as it is.” (Bennett 1983)

Jung believed that every human being has a persona, a mask that people wear every day of their lives. One classic example to support this theory, is a retired military veteran who once served as Chief of the Coast Guard in Florida. He lived every day of his adult life as a respected, revered, decorated officer. He spent over twenty years training soldiers to be strong men and had wives who viewed him as the “perfect gentleman.” Everywhere he went, people always saw him as a mustache-wearing, muscular man.

But since the age of six, he hid a little skeleton in his closet. He liked to dress like a girl. None of his Coast Guard buddies knew it. None of his wives suspected it. Throughout his childhood and adult life, he put on his daily persona so the world would accept his manliness as they saw appropriate. This man eventually became my temporary live-in partner. He became my protégé, my conquest. I wanted to know everything there was to know about this alternative lifestyle. I wanted to understand the need for any man to want to wear negligee and feel like a lady.

“No man is so entirely masculine that he has nothing feminine in him… there is no human experience, nor would experience be possible at all, without the intervention of a subjective aptitude… Thus the whole nature of man presupposes woman, both physically and spiritually. His system is tuned in to woman from the start, just as it is prepared for a quite definitive world where there is water, light, air, salt, carbohydrates, etc…. an inherited collective image of woman exists in a man’s unconscious.” (Jung’s words to Bennett 1983 p.124)

It is apparent that men have feminine sides. Assuming that this also can mean having a submissive side, I have concluded that submissive men (when expressing their feminine attributes) will be drawn to assertive women. Women who actively show their dominant side, also called animus, tend to be respected and taken seriously. Men who have assumed their roles as submissives and women who have taken their roles as dominants are both likely to complement each other sexually.

During the six months I resided with the retired veteran, I began to notice things about myself I had never realized before. I enjoyed telling him what to do, ordering him to cook all meals and demanding he only serve it when dressed in feminine attire. Anytime I stepped out of my persona as a stereotypical “lady” and let out my assertive side, he became sexually aroused. He worshipped me, dressed like a woman 24 hours a day, obediently finished every task and chore, and massaged my feet at a snap of a finger. He even tattooed my name on arm, permanently branding him.

His anima went from being relatively quiet and hidden to being the prominent factor in his life. Jung describes the anima in his own words:

“She stands for the loyalty which in the interests of life he must sometimes forego; she is the much needed compensation for the risks, struggles, sacrifices that all end in disappointment; she is the solace for all the bitterness of life. And, at the same time, she is the great illusionist, the seductress, who draws him into life with her Maya-and not only into life’s reasonable and useful aspects, but into its frightful paradoxes and ambivalences where good and evil, success and ruin, hope and despair, counterbalance one another. Because she is his greatest danger she demands from a man his greatest, and if he has it in him she will receive it.[The Syzygy: Anima and Animus," CW 9ii, par. 24]”

Living independently helped me discover things about myself and my own identity that started to make sense to me. My dominatrix lifestyle began to pay off financially in big ways. While dominating men over the telephone, my income soon tripled. When speaking to a submissive man on the phone, I would refer to him as my “lesbian lover.” This usually excited the man, which ultimately meant more income for me.

“The anima and animus can influence a person in either a positive or negative manner. If a man is under the influence of the positive anima he will show tenderness, patience, consideration, and compassion. The negative anima manifests as vanity, moodiness, bitchiness, and sensitivity to hurt feelings. A woman with a positive animus shows assertiveness, control, thoughtful rationality, and compassionate strength. The negative animus reveals in strong opinions, ruthlessness, destructive forces, and “always the last word”. Both men and women are on the path to their own integration and must struggle with the interpersonal ramifications of the anima and the animus.” (Johnston 2005)

Sometimes a submissive man desires domination because he lives in positions of power. The very idea of his power and control being stripped away by cruel, seductive women generally arouses him. Some of my most loyal clients are politicians, judges, lawyers, doctors, professors, and people who are highly respected and credible. However, once he takes on the role of a female while I take on the role of a sweet but cruel Mistress, he gets a chance to step out of his usual reality.

“The boy develops a normal male persona (mask), and enters the world. He goes to school and follows a career. The urge to actualize his repressed female potentials manifests itself in dreams and fantasy. At midlife, he experiences unhappiness due to the unrealistic and limiting nature of his masculine persona. At this time he may feel a strong, even overpowering interest in wearing women’s clothes, or of being a woman in fantasy.

This urge is natural and healthy: it is because his completeness as a person requires expressing the potentials he has repressed. Jung’s theories suggest that in order to be fully self-actualized, a man needs to ‘integrate’ his anima. He needs to get back in touch with his positive feminine characteristics. Crossdressing seems like a step to this.

The anima theory implies that a crossdresser can, once he allows his female traits back into awareness, proceed to the step of complete personality integration. Then he is fully equipped to live life. His various potentials are harmonized and able to work together. Such a person can accomplish great things. On the other hand, if integration does not occur, the man lives divided. A simple analogy would be that of like trying to drive a car with the brakes on. But perhaps a better analogy would be like trying to drive a car with two engines, each pulling the car in a different direction.

The idea then, is that the crossdresser does not literally wish to be a woman. He is trying to become himself fully. Crossdressing is, in a certain sense, a positive victory for the natural urge to integrate the personality, and to activate all potentials.“ (Anderson 2001)

Men may all have animas, but that doesn’t mean each one enjoys his submissive, feminine side equally. While some men may enjoy exaggerating their animas, such as being slapped around while prancing around in a ballerina outfit, others may be appalled by the idea. Some are simply entertained with the thought of being forcibly feminized, such as a mild threat to be tied up and forced to wear silky panties. Not all men have an equal balance of femininity and masculinity, which may confuse their self-concepts.

Some may argue that perhaps their persona is worn only at work and around others. Others feel that the mask is worn only in fantasy. I disagree. I believe all these men were born with feminine attributes that stem back to childhood and to disregard these girlish qualities is forcing them to hide in society. A feminine man’s persona may only appear as a mask to those who aren’t open-minded enough to see themselves. Almost all men have a feminine side, and most women have an assertive, masculine side that is often misconstrued as being “out of character.”

Men look up to women in power for many reasons:

Carl Jung once said, “What can a man say about woman, his own opposite? I mean of course something sensible that is outside the sexual program, free of resentment, illusion, and theory. Where is the man to be found capable of such superiority? Woman always stands just where the man’s shadow falls, so that he is only too liable to confuse the two. Then, when he tries to repair this misunderstanding, he overvalues her and believes her the most desirable thing in the world.” (CW – 10)

The very subject of sexual identity of both males and females is often confusing. Gender differences are argued throughout the world. “There are two major problems with the notion that masculine and feminine constitute universal principles of a cultural gender difference: (1) that it is self-evident and natural for men and women to fit into certain roles and attitudinal types because of their sexual structures or functions; and (2) that the anima complex of the male personality is subsumed under the same category as actual women…[leading to] confusion between male images of female people and the subjectivity (actual experiences) of female people. (Gender & Soul, p. 164)”

I hope that, as our society becomes more liberal and open-minded, more men might be able to feel comfortable letting out their anima without having to hide behind an overly-masculine persona.

All humans hide behind masks. It’s a technique that assures our survival. It’s part of how we try to invite acceptance from others. My hope is that one day men won’t feel that they have to hide their anima.

Submissive men may always be drawn to assertive, demanding women because of several reasons. First, a man being talked “down to” as a form of humiliation can be considered highly erotic. Secondly, a woman in a powerful position can be considered a form of “taboo” and therefore confuse the mind into turning the situation sexual. Thirdly, the act of serving someone sexually (whether demanded or seduced into doing so) is highly erotic for both partners – so having a beautiful woman tell a lowly man to kiss her manicured toes will certainly excite and arouse him.

Another reason, commonly overlooked, is that being forced to dress like a woman in the presence of another is like having all of one’s power stripped away. The act of losing control is often more erotic than sex itself.

Ironically, even though the submissive willfully loses control, (by submitting himself in bondage or confining situations) he is actually using his masculinity to overpower his femininity. For instance, a submissive man finds a Mistress and starts off by informing her of his likes/dislikes, explaining his boundaries, discussing what is expected of her, possibly determining payment for services rendered, and requiring the use of “safe words.” Although the man is asking to be “owned and controlled,” he is essentially setting rules - which, as society suggests, is a masculine quality.

–End

Footnotes/Bibliography:
(2001) Anderson, Catherine Ph.D., “Jung’s Anima Theory and How it Relates to Crossdressing” excerpt taken from informational website - http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/cathytg/anima.htm

(1983) Bennett, E.A., “What Jung Really Said” excerpts from Carl Jung’s dialogues from pages 85 and 124.

(1997) Boeree, C. George, Ph.D., “Personal Theories: Carl Jung” excerpt taken from informational website: http://www.ship.edu/~cgboeree/jung.html

(2005) Johnston, Dan, “Anima and Animus” excerpt taken from informational website written by clinical psychologist: http://www.lessons4living.com/anima_and_animus.htm

(1927) Jung, Carl, “Women In Europe” In Collected Works (also referred to as CW) 10: Civilization in Transition. P. 236

(2005) Sharp, Daryl, “The Syzygy: Anima and Animus,” Collected Works (CW) 9ii, par. 24 excerpt taken from website:
http://www.jungcircle.com/muse/lexicon.html

(1991) Young-Eisendrath, Polly. “Gender, Animus, and Related Topics,” Gender and Soul in Psychotherapy, pp. 151-178.






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