Mistress Matisse

In the wake of this new sex book: "She Comes First: The Thinking Man's Guide To Pleasuring a Woman" , there seems to be a lot ...

I'm sitting at my computer in a sleep-deprived daze, because I didn't get home from my date with Roman until around 4am. Luckily I h...

There's a phrase, "an open secret". That means a secret that isn't really secret. Something lots of people know about, but...

Police in the Florida Keys are mystified by a bizarre new pastime — young people dangling themselves from meat hooks on a popular sandbar. ...

   What nice comments on my previous entry…So yes, I will talk about Thunder, but I'm too brain-fried from my weekend to write coheren...

Just a quickie...Thunder was great, as always. We're on a plane home tomorrow, (later today, really)  and I'll have to spend some ti...

  Okay, I know I said radio silence, but Max decided to bring the laptop, and we got the high-speed connection going in the room, so...   ...

Weirdass Email of the Week.... Dear Queenly Mistress, I strongly urge you to not allow or tolerate me to be free any longer from ge...

Emails from friends that I haven't had time to answer… "How was the shoot with Monk?" Great, even though he kept making m...

So, I'm sketching out a "Control Tower" column, and I'm thinking about doing something like "The Pleasures Of Topping...

Not a long post today, as I have a photo shoot soon and I need to get ready for it. (I’m the model, not the shooter.) Kudos to Monk for w...

It's been a crazy week - and no end in sight. The client line won't stop ringing, I still haven't done my pre-Thunder fetishwear...

Fleshbot is conducting a Google bombing on the so-called "war on pornography", and I think thats just great, so I decided to be a...

Another go-read-other-people's-stuff post today, because I'm busy writing an extra-long "Control Tower" and tomorrow is de...

Last night I stood on a balcony overlooking Lake Union with a group of friends and watched a great fireworks display. We could see the ones ...

A somewhat disturbing personal essay about one woman's masochistic desires. Sometime this summer, in a high-rise condo looking out over...

Master and Commander Ring Ring! Me: hello? Caller: Uh, yes, hello, is this Mistress Matisse? Me: Yes it is. Caller: Fine, fi...

I went on my second date with Jake tonight. We had a lovely time, and he got to meet Max, which I'm pleased about. Max and I don't ...

I knew I liked Bill Clinton. I mean, if I didn't, I wouldn't have stood in line for five and half hours in Pioneer Square - with a t...

The Foot Worship Party It all began late last year when I was contacted by a very polite man named Ben. He'd found me through my web...