Seattle writer/professional dominatrix's personal musings, rants and life-trivia...

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

A reminder: the bidding to buy me, Max, and Monk (although not all together) is still ongoing over at The Stranger holiday charity auction. The package is as follows:
Bound to Please: The ultimate bundle for that kinky someone on your list! Includes two-hour lesson in rope bondage (or any other kind of BDSM you like) from Bondagelessons.com, $100 to spend at Twisted Monk on hemp bondage rope, a $50 to spend at kinky sex supply store the Crypt, and one session with dominatrix Mistress Matisse.
Plus a week of chiropractic care—consultation, exam, x-rays, and five adjustments, the lightest shade of kink—from Evergreen Chiropractic! Priceless!
The Strangercrombie auction collects a lot of money for a good cause every Christmas, and this is the one time of year you can buy a session with me on a credit card and write it off on your taxes! It doesn't get better than that.

At the moment, bidding is at $400, which for this package is a rocking good deal. My going rate is $300 an hour, and with another hundred on the rope from Monk, it's like you're getting Max's lessons for free!

(I have no idea what chiropractic care costs, and I'm highly amused that they bundled it in with us, but I'm sure that's not cheap, either.)

Max, Monk and I are pleased to donate our time and products to helping foster kids, please make it as good for them as you can. If you can't buy us, please browse the other packages, there's lots of cool stuff. Bidding ends Dec 12th.

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EDIT: Mission accomplished, thanks! On a completely unrelated point: I am acquainted with the charming Mr. Dane Ballard, but I haven't seen him around lately, and I seem to have lost his email address. (Yes, I Googled him and found him on some social-networking sites, but they aren't ones I'm registered with and I refuse to sign up for any more of those damn things.)

So I'm taking the easy way out. Dane, drop me a note, would you?


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And on a still different topic: man, a lot of store-front sexy places are either getting busted or closing up - perhaps to avoid a bust?. What is this, the last hurrah of SPD vice squad before the budget cuts really kick in?

(Not that I'm saying the X-otic Tan ladies did handjobs, because I had pals who worked there and they said nope, they didn't. And they have no reason to lie to me. But there was definitely sexy stuff happening.)

The Lavender Salon place was right across the street from where I get my nails done, and I could tell at a glance it was a sex work business. Monk and I did a podcast, soon to be aired, about how I could tell. One tip: people, do not paint a sex work establishment a really lurid, eye-catching shade of purple. I'm not kidding - the whole building was vividly, painfully purple. It did not blend, in genteel old Madison Park. And Madison Park is a terrible place to put a store-front sex work business, anyway, so that was a bad idea all by itself.

Overall, I'm just glad I'm not taking new people these days, it seems a little weird around town right now. However, the New York Times is quite mistaken if it thinks the recession is going to put an end - or even a really serious damper - on the sex industry. Look for my column in The Stranger on exactly that topic tomorrow.

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