Kasha Shakti and I are currently working on several new recordings which we plan on posting on our own website called Lea-Koa.com. The site doesn’t have any products on it right now, but our plan is to sell lots of new products so that she can go to Burning Man this year and have plenty of cash on hand to have a good time! Here are some photos of the two of us together 
Special thanks to slave m and bowltender for shooting these photos of us! *kisses*
There are 20 total photos
Here are some recent photos of me taken at Kasha Shakti’s house for our latest photoshoot. I absolutely love the stained glass peacock hanging in the window
Love
Isabella
xoxooxo
Sexy Sunday photos
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox
Yesterday Jenna and I went to the Obama rally and sat up really high in the nose-bleed section and had a fantastic time. There was so much more energy there than at the Hillary rally (days earlier). At THIS particular rally, there were beach balls being thrown up in the air all over the stadium, people yelling and screaming in unison (for over an hour before Obama even showed up), and a roaring fanbase that exceeded the Hillary rally by almost 500%. In fact, there were SO many more people at this rally as compared to the Hillary one (both held in the same place), that there wasn’t enough parking. The Hillary rally barely filled a fifth of the stadium. This time, with Obama speaking, thee whole stadium was slam packed with hardly a dry seat in the house. And I gotta tell you, Obama’s pretty sexy in person.
While Obama spoke all I could think about was picturing him naked as I spanked his ass. Nothing, at this moment, would give me more pleasure than to stuff a red ball gag in his mouth while hypnotizing him to do all the political changes I’d like him to make. I would love to DOMINATE Obama in all sorts of naughty ways. I wanna tie him up to my St. Andrew’s cross and stick a butt plug in his ass and make him wear panties, tease him like a sissy bitch, dress him in a french maid outfit, and have him give me a warm bubble bath. Ah yes, now THAT would be my ideal presidential candidate: a bitch slave. I bet he has a big cock too. Not that I’d necessarily want to fuck him, I just like knowing it’s big enough to fuck with (i.e. cock torture).
Needless to say, I left the rally with pretty wet panties. The whole ordeal excited me more than can ever be expressed in words.
Jenna and I watching the pre-rally:
Barack Obama speaking to the crowd:
My weight has been a topic of frustration for me since the day I became vegan and discontinued the Jenny Craig program. My intention was to be strictly vegan because, frankly, the idea of eating any animal products sickens me after I became educated with what happens during the pre-packaging process. For years, I had been in my own ignorant bliss and actually liked not knowing what happened to the animals. In my head, as long as I wasn’t educated about it, I wasn’t actually doing anything wrong by eating meat and dairy products. That was my story and I stuck to it. Well… until around December. That’s when I became vegan. Up until that point, I had lost a ridiculous amount of weight (100 pounds) with the help of hypnosis, Jenny Craig, and proper exercise. The problem for me then became… how can I lose the weight without Jenny Craig (who mostly offers meat in their lunches and dinners)? Sure, hypnosis can take people pretty damn far. I’m living proof. But Everyone knows you need the MIND + THE RIGHT FOOD + EXERCISE. I already have the mind + exercise down. It’s the “right food” that’s killing me.
I haven’t lost any pounds since September. In fact, I had plateaued for almost 6 months. Then in this month (April), I actually gained 15 pounds (and no, it wasn’t muscle). Can you believe it? I gained. And this was all while I was consciously watching my eating portions, went for semi-daily walks, and had lots of mind motivation. So instead of losing 100 pounds… it’s as if I’ve only lost 85 pounds.
This frustrated me, and lit a fire under my ass quicker than you can say, “cheese.”
After much self-conflict, I decided to try Nutri-System because they have a vegetarian program that I can follow. Becoming vegetarian, essentially, would mean eating dairy products again. A huge part of me does NOT want to do this (for my love of animals). But the other part of me is begging to do this (because I love myself). My love for myself won. Today, my Nutri-System food came in… enough for a full month. Today is my first day on the program. Officially I’m a vegetarian, not a vegan. Mark my words: once I get to my goal weight and am able to maintain it, I have every intention of becoming vegan again. I enjoyed that eating lifestyle very much and felt sooo good doing it.
So now that I’m on NS, I am confident that this will be the much-needed push to get me over the roller-coaster hump and push me downhill. I have about 115 pounds to lose. I’ll be sure to keep you all posted over time for those that have been following my weight reduction over the past year and a half. I can just *FEEL* that this program is going to catapult me right where I should be. This is the exact same feeling I got when I walked into Jenny Craig for the first time and just *knew* they could help. And they did. They helped save my life.
In the meantime, here is a photo of my back. Someone requested I show a zoomed in shot of my tattoos so they could see more detail work. Here you go!
P.S. I’m considering getting a scorpion (or other scorpio symbol) tattooed underneath Marilyn.
Here’s an excerpt from “The Essence of Zen: The Teachings of Sekkei Harada” translated by Daigaku Rumme.
Being is conceived in the womb,
Becoming a person takes place in the world,
Seeing is done with the eyes,
Hearing is done with the ears,
Smelling is done with the nose,
Speaking is done with the mouth,
Carrying is done with the hands,
Walking is done with the feet.
This is what is called buddha-nature.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxox
I’ve been feeling rather artistic lately, so if you start to see stuff with lots of designs or whatever in my journal… please know that I’m just having lots of fun being creative. I like experimenting with photoshop brushes and stuff for new collages and whatnot. By the way, slave maurice is coming back to my place on June 6th to stay with me, which will be nice. Slavegirl jenna is a great girl and I’m positive you all will see lots of erotic hypnosis mp3s and photos of us in the future, but I’m not sure I picture her being a life partner like I do slave m. When maurice moves in, I’ll ask jenna to move out. She’s an amazing girl and it won’t take much at all for her to find a place to stay and do the things she does in life. I love her to death and will remain close friends with her. Right now I really want to concentrate on maintaining and strengthening my relationship with maurice. I don’t talk about him much in my journal for obvious reasons, but when he’s away, I often fill a void. He completes me. Very few people seem to understand our relationship and that’s ok. To set the record straight, no, I don’t fuck him. Our relationship is not physically sexual. We have a spiritual relationship with a connection that very few people could possibly understand. I love him AND I am in love with him. I have no desire to sleep with him. But yes nothing would make me happier than to spend the rest of my life with him. Life is so much more complete when I have a slave worshipping me every day. Even slave jenna agrees I appear much happier when slave maurice is around. Nothing would make me happier than to see him again in June. We’ve been living together off and on for a year and a half. It’s always come… and go… come… and go. I must admit, I have no expectations. I just know that when he’s here, I just feel sooo damn good and absolutely welcome him with open arms.
Love
Isabella
xoxooxox
Here are some new photos taken in front of the microphone. They look pretty similar, but I’m posting all of them because I’m having trouble deciding which ones are the best ones to post. Which one(s) are your favorite? I’d like to put one or two on my site and it’s a little challenging to decide which ones connect with the audience, if any.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox
Yesterday I went to an Obama thing. Today I went to a Hillary thing. This time, I made sure to bring adequate camera equipment.
As most of you may already know, I used to be a journalist as well as a media photographer for many publications years ago. When I heard Hillary was coming to Bloomington, I grabbed my tripod, SLR camera, and video camera and drove to the Assembly Hall. I didn’t want to be “just a Hillary fan” where they get poor seating. I wanted to get some good camera angles. So I took the north entrance and walked in as though I were one of the press. I suppose one of the privileges I still maintain today from my work as a previous journalist… is how to convince others I’m writing a really good story. It gets me better seats and, frankly, better privileges at different events. In order to get a good “media spot” towards the front, I used a combination of journalism jargon as well as some really good rapport and NLP to convince security to let me through downstairs. At this particular event, I got to do a “meet and greet” with Hillary Clinton and shook her hand. I hope I didn’t give her my cold. Anyway, I shot over 150 photos of her. Some of them are really beautiful and extraordinary, and I’ll share them later.
But for now, I secretly want to post the bad photos first. I suppose that’s still the evil journalism side of me… always wanting to show people the “good” (and by good, I mean the down and gritty). As you all know, a bad photo makes for entertaining reading and really great captions and headlines. Enjoy.
Sorry, I couldn’t help but make this headline directly on the photo. I could never get away with writing that on a real newspaper, so I just HAVE to do it here.
There are about 100 different headlines I can think for this one. Perhaps, “Did someone say Monica?” or “You want to hypnotize me to do WHAT to Bill?” or “I’m a what?” or… “Spider!” I’m sure others could come up with a better headline… but the photo sure is priceless.
It’s amazing how many unintentionally bad photos (eyes closed, red-eye, bad timing) end up making people look worse than they actually are. Many times, those bad photos are used in newspapers to make the speaker appear as though they are expressing themselves differently than they actually are. Here’s a classic example:
And as for these last two… these are just my way of having fun. I sure WOULD like to fuck her with a strapon, and frankly, I think she could use a good fucking. I’d love to bend her over and have some fun with her. Love ya, Hill.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxox
I love experimenting with the light for photos like these. It really brings out the colors, especially in the vibrant scarf!
Love
Isabella
xoxooxox
Arianna posted on my blog that she wanted to see more of my tattoos, so I took this photo. Most of them are shown here, however there is one on the back of my neck (not pictured), and two more on my lower back (not pictured).
And here I am just being silly with a scarf.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoxo
Maybe I should have wiped the blood off my arm before taking these photos, but oh well. I must admit though, I get quite a rush seeing my own dried blood.
Here are a couple new pics taken yesterday. By the way, some of you have asked why I haven’t had any recent updates in the last 3 or 4 weeks. I had been working on a couple custom scripts which had taken quite some time, but I do hope to create a new erotic hypnosis recording by sometime this weekend. Here’s a hint: it’s called “Negative Infinity” — draw your own conclusions 
Also, assuming I wake up in time tomorrow, I have an appointment with a tattoo artist to get another tattoo (what is this, ink #16? I start to lose count.). Will share pics afterwards!
I’m super stoked. Some friends of mine are part of a local band, Zanith, and they’ve been trying to record a demo for a long time. I’ve agreed to help them record some of their music, in return for a custom theme song for my website. They’ll even write the lyrics, perform it, record it, etc. Fucking awesome! It’s currently being discussed as we speak! Total rock and roll! Isn’t it awesome when people make beautiful exchanges like that? We both get something great out of it. Maybe I’ll even do some background hypnotic vocals for the song with them. Hope you all like some guitars! Will keep you posted.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoxo
A short while ago, I introduced my roommate as Jenni… which is her name… however, since agreeing to become my submissive, she is now to be referred to as Jenna. Little Jenna Ah yes, a little slave goddess.
So meet Jenna, my submissive girl in training, who is eager to prove to me that she can become a true slave, mind, body, soul. She’s working really hard to show her submissiveness, and I’m rather impressed. I love whipping her naked body, watching her beg, hearing her talk in third person, pulling her hair, exercising together, and cuddling in front of the television. I can only assume that you all will hear a lot more about her as time goes on, because we’ll be recording mp3s together where I hypnotize her to fall under my hypnotic dominant control. If you like girl-on-girl dominant/submissiveness… then be on the lookout for new content from us. By the way, I love that she’s a vegetarian
Pics of us today:
It’s hard to believe how much more different I look in just one year. Yesterday, my cousin wrote me and sent me these pictures from the wedding I attended in Hawaii in January of last year. It took a minute to recognize myself. Wow. This is more motivation for me to continue losing weight. This month, with all the recent chaos, I’ve gained almost 15 pounds. It’s time to get back on track. Ok, I’m off to go on a bike ride outside cause it’s a beaauuuutiful day.
Love
Isabella
xoxooxox
Today Aristide Franco (aka Dario) and I filmed our hypnotic version of Poison Ivy (titled “Poison I.V.” to symbolize my initials) with two different video cameras to offer different angles of the same shots. I’m so excited to be able to edit something like this on such a big scale. It should take approximately 1-2 weeks until completion, and I trust it’ll be worth the wait.
Here are a couple shots taken during the video shoot. Just a small preview
College:
* Indiana University acknowledged receiving my application and now needs my college AND high school transcripts
* My previous college will send in my transcript within 10 days
* My high school is clueless. They have no idea where my transcript is. It’s aggravating.
Mind Reading:
* I’m starting a new section on my website devoted to my favorite reading material and topics ranging from psychology to quantum physics to new age to hypnosis to transgenderism. My goal is to frequently add small excerpts of my owned or borrowed books and grow it to be a small mini online library of topics that deal with brain chemistry. Ironically, this actually helps ME out more than anyone else… considering that in the very new future, I must write research papers. At least this way, I can copy and paste the excerpts that are useful information and credit the source accordingly. This sure will make term papers much easier to create because I’ll already have all the sources typed out and documented for reference. I’ve only started one section right now within “Mind Reading.” Over time, it will expand.
Small stuff:
* I updated the ram on my Mac today. I bought two 2GB sticks of memory, but I think of them shorted out. So I gotta go back to Best Buy and exchange it for another one. I sure use a lot of programs simultaneously and at least this way the computer will go faster. Currently, there’s only one 2GB stick… so looks like the 4GB will have to wait a day.
* The pc desktop I have has apparently stopped running since upgrading THAT one to 4GB. Slave m is currently on his knees trying to figure it out as I type this. It was the RIGHT ram… so we’re unsure of the problem.
Site logo:
Special thanks to Kat (she often writes comments in my journal) for handcreating one of the most BEAUTIFUL custom logos for my site that I have EVER seen. It’s so beautiful that I want to get it tattooed on my body very soon (and I will). Right now it’s being slightly edited so that I can incorporate it for use on photos and the rest of the site. All about building the brand, huh? I’ll unveil it probably tomorrow! Kat was very very patient with me and asked SO many questions about what I’d like to have in the logo and what kind of mood or how abstract it should be. Even the color detail was very specific to how I wanted it and it’s fucking amazing. I’m shocked that she was able to create something so magnificent from her vivid imagination. *sigh*
Inraptured:
I’m currently in the middle of writing interview questions for a hypnotist named Lady NovaStarr. I’m very excited to be interviewing her and publishing it on the front page of Inraptured. Oh and a couple days ago, I asked Agnar if he’d be interested in being a moderator and he said yes. I feel so glad that he has accepted the position. Now there’s less I have to worry about and lets me focus on other more important things.
Horror movies:
I introduced slave m to “The Exorcist” last night. hehe… I love watching him get scared. He’s deathly afraid of horror movies or slasher films like Hostel (1 and 2), Saw (1-4).. even House of Wax scares him. So I proceeded to MAKE him watch it just so I could laugh during the “scary” parts. Although I must admit, The Exorcist is quite funny to me. He’s STILL afraid of the scenes from Apocalypto and that wasn’t even a horror movie. He still hasn’t seen the Scream series, which I find funny considering those are more like comedies than horror flicks. He’s afraid. And he should be. Be afraid. Be very afraid or the boogeyman’s gonna get ya.
Oh yeah… Amy showed me her nipple today. Hotness.
In the meantime, here are pics that slave m took of me today. Thought it would be nice to wear a black wig since it’s been a while. My hair is getting longer and longer which sometimes makes wig-wearing difficult (even with a wig cap). It was much easier to wear wigs with shorter hair (or a bald head). Anyway, I’m wearing a corset AND a waist cincher under that shirt. And that shirt was so tight that the only way I could put it on was to lie on my stomach while slave m put his knee in my back to zip it up. I could barely breathe. The price of beauty, I suppose. One of these days I’ll be thin enough to wear it without a corset… but for now… gotta do what I gotta do cause the shirt doesn’t come any larger and it’s oh so pretty!
It’s funny when people ask, “So are you a dog person or a cat person?” And it boggles my mind. It’s almost as if they assume that there are only two animals in the entire world, excluding koalas, tigers, lions, giraffes, elephants, etc. And what exactly does “dog person” mean? That we’re half animal, half human? Don’t get me wrong, I understand the concept. People basically want to know which you prefer: cats or dogs. But even then, that’s assuming that there’s only two pets to choose from: what about rabbits, gerbils, ferrets, wolves, or horses? Why must it come down to JUST cats or dogs? I’ve owned cats… and I’ve owned dogs. Both are wonderful companions and I can see why some prefer one over the other. I must admit though, I’ve always preferred the feline species over k9. Cats have been a part of my life since early childhood. Many scars on my body are BECAUSE of cats, and I STILL love them more than dogs. It is rather confusing when people tell me they AREN’T a cat person. Two things go through my head: #1… have you met John Holmes the Porn Cat? And #2… no shit you’re not a cat person. You’re a human person.
Anyway… here’s a photo taken today of Johnny and me.
Long live the cat Goddess: Baste.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoxo
Dressed in my West Coast Choppers t-shirt, although probably not the smartest thing to wear when it’s 23 degrees outside. LOL. I still technically feel like I’m in San Diego, so sometimes I forget to dress warmer when it’s time to go outside. Don’t let the shirt fool you, I’m wearing a waist cincher AND a corset underneath. It kind of helps the figure, if you know what I mean. By the way, several gifts arrived that absolutely blew me away. I’m tempted to get my nails done just to show off some of the jewelry that you guys bought me. You all are too good to me.
One more month until I can learn to ride a motorcycle and get my license! WOOHOO!!! I’ve got my riding boots, my helmet, my gloves… everything except a jacket. And I’m kinda picky on the jacket. I want one that protects, but not something leather. If any of you know a stylish and protective Harley or motorcycle-type jacket that wouldn’t require killing a breathing being, PLEASE let me know. I’m on the prowl.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxox
It’s so funny sometimes. I’m always flattered by people when they tell me how much they love my work, how they think I’m pretty, or tell me beautiful compliments based on what they perceive of me online. And then there’s my sister. If I get a compliment from her, let’s just say… it’s hard to impress her. Anyway, she said some beautiful things to me that just made my day.
My sister flew in from San Diego and spent some time with me in Indiana recently, so I thought I’d share some photos that we took of ourselves. It really is a joy seeing her. Every year she seems to be getting prettier and prettier (fuck, she’s practically a size zero right now). She’ll still be my “baby sisser” as long as I live, though. It’s so hard for me to see her as an adult even though she’s only a year and 8 months younger than me. I still picture her screaming as I’d pull her teeth out when she was a kid. LOL.
Sometimes I want to strangle her, but for the most part, I love her to death. I showed her some of my hypnosis videos and she goes, “So that’s all you do? Stare at the camera? That’s boring. Let’s watch something else.” Yeah. That’s her. She’s similar to Simon on American Idol. If my clothes are mismatched (or non-name brand), she points it out. If I look (in her words) dumb leaving the house, she won’t leave with me. If I annoy her, she throws a high-volumed tantrum. I may have a ton of knowledge of NLP but when I try to use it on her, my brain goes out the window. I don’t think she’ll ever see me as a hypnotist, because she’s known me my whole life as her big sister who was in school to be a journalist. I suppose a part of her still sees me as a journalist (which I used to be). All my hypnosis certificates framed on the wall seem to impress her, but it’s funny to me cause she says, “Come on pllleeeasssee hypnotize me. I need your help.” When I agree, she gets bored after 5 minutes and wants to read a magazine. Our relationship is so funny, you could almost make a movie out of it. We have absolutely nothing in common and spend more time arguing than agreeing on anything. And we mutually agree that if we simply met on the street, we probably wouldn’t speak to each other and if we did, wouldn’t become friends. Our bloodline is our only reason to stay in contact. It’s sooo ironic.
Regardless of our constant bickering, when push comes to shove, I’m always there for her and she says I’m the only person in the world she trusts and that she couldn’t be more proud of me. I’m not sure I trust her the way she trusts me, but I AM proud of her. She’s come a very long way considering our past, and it pleases me so much watching her grow into a successful young woman. That means so much to me. I suppose I love her too, in between all the times I want to just …. well, you know… *tightens two fists and goes rrrgghhh* Sisters. Love em, hate em. Can’t live without em.
If you want to see a bigger version of the photo above, click here. You can see us close up
By the way, here is how we REALLY are together:
That’s reality, folks.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox
It was awesome spending Valentine’s Day weekend in Virginia Beach, VA. I had no idea that Virginia was noted for being the state for lovers. Guess I learn something new every day! Definitely felt loved out there. Even received a beautiful single stem red carnation and a white teddy bear with a pink heart from a special someone. *melt* Here were some photos from the trip!
Here I am inside the rental car in a parking lot next to the beach (it was freezing cold outside):
And here I am on the pier/Boardwalk in Norfolk behind Hooters checking out the boats:
Over the past couple months, I’ve been listening to New Age music much more often than I used to (and trust me, I’ve loved new age songs for many years). Now it’s practically all I listen to. It inspires me, not only in my personal life - but in the type of erotic hypnosis recordings I create. Even today, I’ve been listening to Enigma and David Darling and the Adagio Ensemble… and wow, the music by Govinda is so uplifting and positive. I’m going to contact some of them personally and see if we can arrange a situation where I can use some of their music as my backgrounds. Most of the time, I create my own hypnosis backgrounds or buy a royalty-free music background or pay for my own license. But I swear, their music is so breathtaking, I’d do practically anything to be granted permission to use their work and send them free copies If any of you know them personally, please spread the word!
Speaking of inspiring, here’s a couple photos of artistic expression - and how I often feel while listening to this type of music.
Love
Isabella
xoxoxxo
Call me crazy, but I just masturbated while watching the Democratic Presidential Debate. Thoughts going in my head while using my vibrator:
1. Obama sucking off Bill Clinton
2. Monica Lewinsky sucking off Obama while he’s dressed in a bra
3. Hillary fucking Obama with a cigar
4. Hillary licking my pussy
5. Spanking bare-bottomed Monica over my lap
6. Hillary cuckolding Bill
7. Obama on his knees while Hillary cracks a whip
8. Me sitting on Obama’s face
9. Monica tied up in my bed
10. Bill sucking off Obama
It was hot for me. I don’t know why those things turn me on, they just do. Here’s some eh, perverted pics of me molesting statues at Ripley’s Believe it or Not.
Love
Isabella
xoxooxox
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