The "lip powers" of a Goddess !
This is "the
story" that goes back to the beginning of time.Back when
"Men were Men" & "Women were Women" !
A sweet little cavegirl wanted a bigger piece of meat,so sheused
her lips & the sexual power they held to get that bigger piece
of meat. ( The guy with the "bigger piece of meat" was
soon by her side & he even shared some of his food with her
! ) Back then the Women just made kissing & slurping noises,
to get a Mans attention. But the Women soon saw & felt the
awesome powers that were held within their lips. At first they
would just get a Man to reply in his body language of "armpit
noises" & an occaisonal "gesture". But later
they began to get favors in the form of gifts. Some food, an extra
fur, to keep them warm, & the more caring & classy Males
would often leave the cave to "fart" ! Since that time
Women have learned to use their mouthes in many ways to attract
Men. Cleopatra was said to have used "lipstick made from
purple berries" on her lips. ( She obviously copied Tika
! ) From then on modern Woman has embraced the complex art of
coloring her lips to attract& control the Male species. Ways
that I get out of trouble are by licking my lips when pulled over
by a Police officer & getting a phone number instead of a
ticket. When Goddess was young she often used her lips to secure
extra votes in beauty contests. It wasn't cheating, because every
other contestant had the same opportunity, but none could match
Goddess's seductive ways. Goddess began applying Lipstick when
she was eleven years old. ( Such is the pageant world.) I was
already about 5'5" then. By the time Goddess was thirteen
years old, she was 5'10" with a full C-cup. Goddess's powers
over men were very strong already. Goddess got many gifts &
many offers from older men. ( What she did with those offers is,"None
of your Damn business" !!! ) As for my "lip powers"
regarding other women, when I was young, that power was in bursting
"their lips" open with a sharp punch. Goddess loved
to fight & was suspended from school many a time for that.
Later Goddess learned to defend herself without blood, by learning
submission fighting techniques from her big brothers who wrestlers
& bodybuilders. Now Goddess fights only to maim, & would
rather control people with her "lips & eyes." (
But being half Italian, Goddess has a temper like Mt. Vesuvius
! ) My other half is French & that side is sensuous, but moody
! Goddess is like the ocean, sometimes "calm,serene &
beautiful," but other times "dark & stormy with
turbulent waters" ! But nowdays Goddess tries to win more
of her battles by mesmerizing her opponents with the seduction
of her "eyes & lips", than with her fiery temper.
So the powers of "lips & lipsticks" have served
me well indeed !!!
Clinique's Jewel.... reviewed by....MISTRESS MIZPAIN
This color is a true blue red, matte, long lasting (up to 13 hours). Touch up's may be necessary. Accompanied by a coordinating lipliner, this color never feathers. It truly has a smoothe texture and no scent. The silver case offsets the red, to look deeper than it really is. If you want a bright red, this is the one!
Mary Kay's Cherries Jubilee..reviewed ...by MISTRESS S.
My current favorite shade of lipstick is Cherries Jubilee from Mary Kay Cosmetics. It has a great color and wonderful staying power. It's very creamy and smooth with no after taste. Very sexy and functional too!
Almay's "Punch"... reviewed by ...GODDESS SONDRA
Punch is a beautiful shade that lasts and lasts and keeps my sultry lipsticked lips extremely moist and seductive!
Patricia Fields...Red Glitter...reviewed by ...MISTRESS DAKOTA
Patricia Fields Red Glitter lipstick is the ultimate choice for unabashed glamour! The shade of red is creamy and bright, while the glitter shines almost like a gloss. If you can see yourself in my lips, you're a lucky guy!
Love, Dakota
Makeup Counter
I walked up to the makeup counter. You had been walking
slightly behind me, but now you pushed ahead and turned to face
me. You smiled at me sweetly and then your smile twisted a little.
I could tell it made you a little uncomfortable but then your
hand went to your pants and I knew you were enjoying yourself
too. You brought a lipstick out of your pocket and examined the
name on the bottom. As you opened it, your smile deepened. I gasped
as I saw what it was -- much too bright! You turned to the mirror
on the post near you and painted your own lips thickly and carefully.
Then you turned to kiss me. No one was watching us, but I couldn't
tell if that was good or bad for you, I was too filled with terror
and joy. You kissed me lightly, smiling with your eyes. I could
taste it was Estee Lauder All Day formula you were wearing. It
smeared a little and I knew my lips were getting redder. You smeared
a little more, then turned again to the mirror. When you turned
back to me you kissed me again. Then you showed me to myself in
the mirror. My lips showed a distinct blush, but no red outline.
Then you brought the lipstick to my mouth. Chills went through
my arms and legs, and something moved in my brain. I thought I
would swoon. While I watched in the mirror you deftly but lightly
outlined my lips. A woman passing by stared at us and giggled.
You pressed a little harder. Oh, there I was. It was obvious.
I was wearing lipstick, right out in the middle of a de- partment
store, where anyone passing by could see, and I was enjoying it.
I heard more giggles. Waves of humiliation went through me. Was
it someone I knew from work? What would they say? As if you sensed
the slight wandering of my attention, you stepped lightly on my
foot, then signaled me to follow you. We walked up to the Estee
Lauder display. One of the women came to meet us. She had waited
on me before, but I didn't know her name. She had been very nice
to me. At first she looked straight at me. Her careful look took
in my painted lips, but her kind, professional expression never
wavered. I thought of what you'd said once, that these cosmetics
saleswomen were a kind of prostitute, and I agreed again. When
you began to speak, she turned to face you. Released from her
smile, I started to trem- ble. There was a slightly sick taste
in my mouth, and the taste and feel of the paint on my lips. I
wished I could freeze this moment in time, but then I shuddered
from the weight of it. Someone passed who knew me, but she didn't
notice. I was sweat- ing a little. I was starting to leave the
room from the emotion. You showed her the lipstick you were wearing,
All Day Parallel Red was the name, and then you turned clinically
to me. "You see, it's too dark for him," you said, putting
it against my mouth and pressing hard this time, "what he
needs is what this looks like when I use it lightly." You
continued to outline my mouth heavily. I knew it was now a very
bright red. Waves of emotion went up and down my neck and into
my head. My whole back let go at once, with a popping of vertebrae,
but there was a tightness in my left temple like a vise clamping
on. You smiled as you twist- ed the lipstick back down -- I was
now fully painted. My feel- ings towards you wavered back and
forth between admiration and terror. I wasn't really sure what
you'd do next. The saleswoman smiled in acknowledgement. "I
see what you mean," she said, "here, what do you think
of this one?" The tester she pulled out was called Perfect
Knowing Red, a lighter red that I already had a tube of. I started
to say so, but a warning look from you silenced me. I knew that
if I spoke and took charge, you would walk away and leave me desolate.
I reached down and touched it reassuringly. You asked if there
was a way you could try it on me. The sales- woman nodded and
took out a lipstick brush and handed me a tissue to wipe off the
bright red. Most of it came off easily, because I had only been
wearing it a short time. The saleswoman took the brush to the
tester and offered them to you. She too had your secret smile
now, aware a little of the stakes of this game. "No,"
you said to her, "you do it." Her smile deepened as
she turned to face me. Deftly she outlined my lips with the new
color, using the brush. Then she turned to the body of my lips,
painting them thoroughly. "You see," she said, fully
in the game now, "it goes much better with his com- plexion."
It was much less bright, much better with my face and my clothes,
and all three of us smiled warmly to see it. "Yes,"
you said, "that's much better, we'll take one of those. But
don't you think he needs some cheek color to go with it."
At this, I'm sure I fainted a little, but I caught my toppling
body on the counter and came back to attention with a jolt. The
two of you started looking at blushers, discussing me clini- cally
as if I wasn't there. My lips were there, but I was in a daze
by then, so that when one of you put something on my cheeks with
a brush, I was only half looking. You were nodding your head,
I think, I'm not sure. My glasses came off and I felt something
near my eyelids, mascara, I sup- posed. I guessed I should be
glad, but I was too overwhelmed. I kept seeing my father's forbidding
stare. I wished I could get into the room because so much I wanted
was happening, but it was happening to me and I couldn't control
it, and I was so humiliat- ed that I wanted all of this so badly
I could ache from it that I could hardly breathe. You took out
some money and paid for the lipstick and the blush- er. "Oh,
don't put them in a bag," you said, "he'll wear them."
Waves of emotion were going into my head so fast that I almost
swooned again. You took the new lipstick out of its fancy box
and handed it to me, pointing to the mirror. I opened the new
tube and twisted it free. I stepped to the mirror with the brand
new lipstick and painted my lips very carefully. My eyes were
all made up, too, and there was a subtle but distinct blush on
my cheeks. I was wearing more makeup than the saleswoman! Both
you and she applauded quietly as I finished and put the lipstick
away. My heart pounded at me. I was in bliss.
stories of submission
Dearest Mistress:
here are the scenes You demanded .......
my heart pounds as i walk to the door not knowing
what lies beyond......i gently knock on the door and hear the
pounding of spiked heels get louder as they approach the door.
Trembling terribly now i do as commanded through the door and
turn with my back to the door. i hear the door crack open and
feel a firm hand grasp my shoulder and painted nails dig into
my flesh. As i am pulled into the opening and told to keep my
eyes down Mistress commands i fall to my knees and i of course
do...she tells me she has a guest today and i am to act as if
we were alone. My heart drops but i know i must obey and i feel
a silk stocking cover my eyes . It is perfumed to fill my senses.
Mistress leads me to the center of a room and tells me i must
do what she desires or else i will be severely punished! i reply
"yes Mistress" she begins pinching my nipples HARD!
i winch in pain but dare not complain.. i hear her ask her friend
if she is enjoying this so far...a laugh ensues that makes me
afraid. Mistress knows just how to drive me crazy! Mistress continues
to tease me further.....she goes to her make up counter and brings
back a lipstick case ..hands it to me and then tells me to open
it for her. The fragrance drives me wild! She asks if i would
like to watch her touch up her lipstick (knowing that i can not
see through my black silk stocking blindfold). i reply Yes Please
let me watch Mistress ......i beg of You Please Mistress. Mistress
walks circles around me as she runs her nails over my flesh. Mistress
tells me that if i am very good i might get a reward..she might
let me take her to the fetish ball .....that would truly be a
pleasure...... Mistress tells me to strip naked ..i obey.....as
i finish she sees i have done as she commanded and shaved for
her..she is pleased :) Then she tells me i must do one thing i
would only do for her if i wish to accompany her to the ball and
her friend gets to participate in this....The reward is too great
and i agree to do this for her...she asks her friend to stand
and approach .i hear her come closer.. Mistress says she will
leave me blind folded during this test if i desire.......i say
yes please Mistress. Mistress then says i must begin kissing my
way up her friends leg starting at her toes. She knows this is
a true test of my desire to serve her every whim! Mistress tells
me to go verrrrry slowly and i comply..... i continue my way upward
tasting her stockings and stopping at her thighs ..Mistress demands
she turn and that i kiss her buns....what torture! i do as commanded
.how humiliating....but the reward will be worth it.......Mistress
laughs loud as i place the last kiss and demands her submissive
friend to leave so we may finish our session in private! i am
relieved and Mistress says i have done very well tonight...she
removes my blindfold and begins to apply a fresh coat of lipstick
....i begin to melt with desire and she of course notices this
and brings the lipstick closer and tells me how pretty i would
look in it too! i dare not speak but deep inside i know it is
true Yes Mistress i say and she begins to tease my lips with her
lipstick case.......i can hardly control myself ...she notices
this and says i had better behave or else! She goes to the drawer
and brings out a strange looking device....a male chastity belt!
OUCH!! She says i will have to wear this if she is to take me
to the ball.....Yes Mistress....... Mistress makes me try it on...it
is soooo tight i can not become erect if i had too :( then i see
she has a small lock in her hand....she slams the lock shut and
says.....How does that feel? i dare not reply that it is nearly
unbearable! Mistress pinches my nipples hard knowing that i will
fill my chastity belt very soon! Then a slap across the face !
OUCH!!!!!! Mistress tells me i am to help her dress for the ball.....what
a pleasure..........Mmmmmmm pleasure and pain become one! Mistress
slips a skin tight leather mini up her long gorgeous black seamed
stockings and demands that i zip it up in the back. my pleasure
of course :) then she says i must go to her lingerie drawer and
find a suitable bustier for her to wear as she picks out her top.
i obey and find an incredible black lace bustier that looks so
tiny i can not believe she can even fit into it....Mistress will
be perfect in this! Mistress Laughs and tells me that she thinks
she would look even better in the pink corset so i get it for
her because it matches her pink leather jacket and pumps. Mistress
Demands i put on the new outfit she bought for me especially for
the ball! She brings out the bag and pulls out a black lace French
maid outfit! If You want to go with me this is what You will wear!
i ask if i may wear a coat over it until we enter the ball area
and she grudgingly agrees being the kind Mistress that she is!
We arrive at the ball after a wonderful ride in the car feeling
the silky outfit with my every move i am in heaven except for
the chastity belt that has me bound helplessly until Mistress
releases the lock. We enter and marvel at the outfits the attendees
are wearing..i do not feel so "overdressed" now and
i check my coat at the coat check and Mistress places a leash
and collar around my neck "so her maid won't stray far"!
We dance the night away and she constantly teased me with her
lipstick lips, pinches, and trips to powder room to touch up our
make up! She seemed to enjoy pulling me around on her leash.......
A Dream!
Dearest Mistress....a scenario for Your pleasure!
The phone rings ..it is Mistress....as soon as i hear her voice i fall to my knees and thank her for calling. In a demanding tone of voice she commands me to be ready to go out at 8:00 pm sharp! The phone slams down and i am left with a thousand questions....what do i wear? Where are we going? Will we be alone? The hours seem like days as i await Mistress' arrival. i have tried to wear something nice but not too dressy hoping my outfit will be appropriate for our destination. Eight o'clock passes and then eight thirty, every time i hear a car come down the street i peek out the window to see if it is Mistress? Finally Mistress' shinny car pulls up into my driveway and i run to the door and kneel on my knees as she has demanded. A knock at the door sends my heart racing in anticipation of what is to come this evening. i know whatever does occur will be exactly what Mistress desires and i am only to obey or be severely punished for my indiscretions. Mistress is ravishing as usual with her perfect lipsticked lips so inviting like the flame of a candle that will burn you if you dare get too close to the flame. Mistress brings in a in a bag from Saks Fifth Avenue and drops it as she enters the door. "you will go upstairs and put these items on and return for inspection slave!" Grabbing the shopping bad i run upstairs and open the sack to find the most luscious set of pink satin lace lingerie! Undressing as quickly as i can i obey Mistress as return for her inspection. Mistress walks around me in a slow circle motion as she runs her eyes up and down my trembling flesh. "Are you cold slave or are you just excited to see me?" Mistress says in a devious laughter! "i am a bit nervous Mistress and full of questions about tonight" i reply. Mistress is pleased with her selection for me and demands i bring her a glass of wine from the bar. When i return Mistress sits on the sofa as motions for me to fall to my knees at her feet. Mistress tells me we will have a wonderful evening tonight or at least she will at my expense! She commands me to return upstairs and dress again except that i am to wear only the lingerie for my undergarments. Slipping on my pants never felt so good and the chemise rubs against my nipples with every movement! Upon returning downstairs Mistress has her purse in hand and we go begin our journey to who knows where.
Soon we arrive at the Ritz Carlton and as we walk into the bar a stunning blond comes to greet us. She introduces herself to me as Monique and escorts us to her table overlooking the crashing waves below on the white sand beach. It is a warm night with a mild breeze that blows the Monique's long shimmering hair gently across her back and off of her gorgeous round ass. Monique is wearing a black spandex back less mini dress and stiletto heels. When we arrive at the table Mistress orders dinner for all three of us and i am instructed no to speak without her permission. Mistress and Monique chat constantly as i sit helpless and silent. Many men have their eyes on our table and are obviously jealous of my position..if they only knew. After dinner Mistress orders dessert for Monique and herself and i sit and watch them feed each other pieces of chocolate fudge cheesecake. Mistress decides she feels like dancing and i follow Monique and she to the bar where a Jazz band with a saxophone resonates from within. The two dazzle the crowd as they dance the night away together turning down all male advances and i have to just sit there and watch. Finally they return to the table and as they touch up their lipstick Monique pulls a key from her purse and hands it to Mistress with a smile. i am to take the key, and go to the room and order a bottle of champagne and two glasses sent to the room from room service while Mistress and Monique go to the powder room to freshen up. The room is magnificent with a balcony that has an incredible view. When the two arrive i am to be on the bed stripped except for the lingerie Mistress had me wear beneath my outfit. Time crawls slowly as i wait anxiously for their arrival. The two have had several glasses of wine tonight and have the giggles when they walk in the room and see me spread eagle on the white satin comforter atop the four poster bed. The two ladies immediately sit in separate chairs directly in my view and slip off their spiked heels , undo their garters, and ever so sensually roll the black silk stockings down their long shapely legs. " Stretch out your arms and legs to the bed posts slave!" Mistress and Monique each use one of their stockings to tie one arm and one of my legs to the posts. They both strip down to their lingerie and return with a candle in hand. As they each stand on opposing sides of the bed , one at a time, they drip a drop of wax on my thighs and say " She loves me she love me not?" Squirming beneath them as each drop brings their lips closer and closer together i see sumptuous breasts above me and pursed lipsticked lips nearing each other. The scent of perfume fills my lungs as i feel their fingernails dig into my waist to support themselves as they lean closer and closer together on the edge of balance, the edge of ecstasy. Mistress and Monique's lips touch after about fifty drops of searing wax have left a reddened trail meeting in the center of my navel, now filled with warm pink candle wax. Enslaved, the silky touch of Lingerie enveloping me as they fall upon me in a deep embrace! A night of torturous delight ensues as Mistress and Monique use my helpless, frustrated body as a bear rug for their tempestuous rendezvous! They finally fall asleep after hours of impassioned lust with their soft golden locks of hair caressing my still burning flesh as i lie awake surrounded by two perfect beauties, my arms and legs exhausted and bruised from a useless struggle to join the affair!
LnL
What does your lipstick personality say about you?
Take a look at the lipstick profiles at left and find the number of the shape that most closely matches your lipstick. Match your lipstick shape with the personality below.
1. Keeps original slant and tip shape: abides by the rules, great
follower, does not like too much attention, a little self-conscious,
somewhat reserved, likes a schedule.
2. Rounded smooth tip: easy going, peace maker, even temper, steady, likable, generous.
3. Sharp angled tip: opinionated, high-spirited, dislikes schedules, selective of friends, outgoing, likes attention, can be argumentative.
4. Sharp angled, but curved tip: creative, enthusiastic, energetic, talkative, loves attention, falls in love easily, helpful, needs a schedule but dislikes them.
5. Rounded up to a point: lovable, family oriented, a doer who can give orders easily, domestic, exaggerates sometimes, stubborn over little things, needs people around.
6. Flat top: to the point, high morals, careful about appearance, needs approval, very dependable, conservative, quick mind, loves challenges.
7. Flat top, concave curve: makes a great detective, makes friends easily, inquisitive, complex, adventurous, a prober, exciting.
8. Sharp angles on both sides: spiritual, curious, seeks attention, mysterious, big ego, loves life, faithful, looks for the easy way.