8 01 2009


I rashly decided today that I wanted to be able to customize my site more. I am failing at this. Epically. I have NO clue what I’m doing and it’s just a tab bit frustrating. It’s also making me realize that I could prolly make a shit ton of money if I went to school for web design. I wish X was here so he could use his uber-ITness to help me out. But I have a feeling he wouldn’t really be that big of a help. Sigh. I need to stop jumping into things head first.

In Love

8 01 2009


[Picture taken from the House of Worship webite. I take no credit]

I am in love with this dress.

One of my commenters on my post about corsets gave me the link to this website and oh. my. god. I fell in love as soon as I saw it. My second thought after seeing this dress was ‘if this was white or creame this would be my perfect wedding dress.’ If I ever end up getting married, that is.

So I’m saving this picture and website on the off chance that when I get married, I’ll have a big enough budget to inculde getting a similar dress.


8 01 2009

My first mistake was reading this post by Thursday’s Child.

One look at the gorgeous picture gracing the top of the post and it wasn’t hard to let myself begin to lust. Not after Thursday’s Child (though that would be easy to do) but after that corset. Or simply a corset in general. A tight fitting corset hugging my body, pushing my breasts up…..just the idea of it makes me feel seductive and sexy.

I informed X I wanted a corset. And I sent him the link to Thursday’s entry. He loved it. And I still loved the idea of a corset.

“I’d love to dominate you in that corset,” he told me after I sent him a link to the affordable corset on the Fredrick’s of Hollywood website. A poor college girl can’t be picky and get an expensive one. Even if she wants an expensive one terribly bad. Horribly bad.

“I’d tie you up,” he told me.

“And spank you hard.” I was squirming in my seat as each word popped up on my screen.

“Bite you, and kiss your back and neck.”

That’s all it took to get my mind wandering to dirty places. Places where I was kneeling on a bed, a corset tight around me. Where I’m pushed to the bed by a hand in my hair, told that I’m a dirty little slut who is going to love sucking the cock in front of me while I’m violated by another from behind.

And in a flash, the rolls are reversed. X is spreadeagled on my bed, hands and feet cuffed tight to the frame. His hard cock rest against his stomach, twitching slightly as I run the crop up and down his body. I run it across is his cock and I can hear him suck in a breath. Blindfold in hand, I reach up to stroke his hair in a comforting manner.

“Don’t worry slave, your Mistress will take care of you.”

The last image he sees before the darkness of the blindfold over takes him is his gorgeous Mistress standing over him. Her corset pushing her breasts up matching perfectly with the lacy thigh highs and fuck me heels that accentuate her long legs.

Sigh. I want. No. I need a corset. X said he take me to the nearest Fredrick’s on Sunday so I can procure a cheap one. But honestly, where does one look to find a quality one? I’m looking to save up simply because I won’t stop thinking about it until I get a high quality one.

6 Months

8 01 2009


This break has been hellish and I’m so glad to be back at school. But because of said hellish break, I totally missed my little blog’s 6 month birthday!!

January 1st was Phaedra Fallen’s 6 month birthday. This is exciting. And a lot has changed over six month.

-X broke my heart, I stopped talking to him, and I started talking to and sleeping with him again.

- I’ve aquired more sex toys than I thought I’d ever really own. :D

- I’d like to think I’ve grown maturity-wise as a person.

-I’ve learned how to squirt with the help of my wonderful best friend, X.

- I’ve lost friends over our differing views and morals.

- I’ve upped my partner count to a grand total of 2.

- I’ve had more men interested in me than I have had in my life.