Mistress Cassidy is a Professional...

She can do things you can't do.
Were you a fan of or did you create fans of Curious George? I loved that disclaimer. George is a monkey, he can do things you can't do. I personally heard it as a challenge not a warning, but all the same, clever disclaimer.

Did I mention how right before the universe went all wonky, I got to see my top? Oh, did I really mention it 100 times already? Sorry, I am prone to repetition.

In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name, she only said the words again and it started to rain.

There's such a big hint, but still I don't think any of my readers are astute enough to catch the reference. Prove me wrong, I double dog dare ya.

I want to share the story. Also, I want to hold the moment private. I wish there were pictures. Also, I'd never ever share them. I don't think I appeared all that sexy. Can't have that, well except when I can in these so terribly rare moments.

No one else was watching her, she didn't seem to care. So over and over she said the words until he could take no more. 

I edited the last post after I posted it. Only one person saw the original. My perception is biased, I wrote it, but I think the spot where the record skips is blatantly obvs.
I said a thing I question the ethics of saying out loud. Mistress Cassidy is a professional, she can do things you can't do.

The songs a year old, and it had been playing for months when he walked in the place...

I think it was in January when he sent the pictures. The message with it was short, to the point. I want to see you in something like this pet. He doesn't often make requests of me. He's busy. I am busy. He's pragmatic. I have a handful of very simple standing directives, we touch base when we can, and 99% of my universe spins with his influence touching all of it and his presence completely absent. I love the moments when he makes a small request of me.

There's a long story that would explain why, it doesn't matter. He asked me to do a thing, I intended to do a thing, but in the end I did not do the thing. I forget sometimes how it works on the other side of the flogger. Mistress Cassidy follows through on what she says she will do with oh 97.5% accuracy. On the rare occasion I do not, a sub can get right over it. I am busy. My plate is full. I am a top, it is my prerogative to not do a thing even if I said I would. My 97.5% accuracy is about my ocd nature, not about my obligations to you. You are fortunate to serve a top with such a compulsion. Inquire how else you may lighten my day on that rare occasion I do not do a thing I said I would do.
Mistress Cassidy did not do a thing, then she stepped off the porch of the magical little cottage in the woods to hug and greet her top, and she was spun around and reminded, rather intensely that in this space she is not Mistress Cassidy and not doing as one is told has consequences. 

 I'm going to share the story. You want to hear it, don't you? Either I am going to go live on OnlyFans, and share it bedtime story style, possibly with reenactments of some moments that would be better with a visual aid. Or I am going to share it in installments. Create some photos to serve as our visual aids, and tell it one paragraph at a time, which is all OnlyFans allows for word based erotica. Watch for it, I'm not committing to when it'll be done, only that it will be done.

Lonely Two-Legged Creatures

There should be a video post here. I made a video post to put here last night. I looked adorable, and said clever things. I think I showcased the jewelry from WhyBeeNormal quite nicely.
It ended up being 5.5 minutes long, I was aiming for 3. It has been uploading from my phone to my drive for 12 hours and counting now.

I need an assistant, one that has technical skills.

The thing I currently love most in the ever evolving dynamic with my top, is that it completely lacks compromise.
The thing I currently find most maddening in the ever evolving dynamic with my top, is that it completely lacks compromise.

And some Indian God sewed the wound up into a hole, pulled it 'round to our bellies, to remind us the price we pay....and if we don't behave they'll cut us down again.

The influence of my top in my universe echoes everywhere, but the truth is that only small parts are directly decided by him. I do a rather impressive job managing my affairs my way, thankyouverymuch. If he were open to debating the things I seek his council on, why would I ask his opinion?

The choices we make today sets the tone for tomorrow, and determines where we will be in 6 months. 

That is my mantra for this week. It is a revised version of another that spoke to me oh about a year ago.

Phil didn't see his shadow the other day. Spring will be here soon. Winter was so very mild here in paradise. I love all four seasons, it is why I can't move any further south than here on the buckle of the bible belt. I suspect I will be a reverse snowbird if I ever retire. Spend my winters in Maine, curled up in a window seat with hot chocolate and every book by Cliver Barker, Anne Rice and Steven King. When that weekend ends, I'll watch all the movies made from the same for the rest of the long winter.

I had another trip planned this week. The choices I made months ago determined that wasn't where I will be after all.

You had a way so familiar but I could not recognize...but I could swear by your expression that the pain down in your soul was the same as the one down in mine. 

This week will find Cassidy curled up at Castle of the same. Hot chocolate and how to use your electronics tutorials are on the agenda.

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Self-Care Sunday

Of the authentic variety, not the bubble bath version. Authentic self-care is a concept I have been working on embracing for the past year or so. Build a life you do not wish or need to escape. The bubble bath variety has merit, but selfcare via bath bombs and pedicures is at best a bandaid or a pacifier. As someone with many little vanilla responsibilities I value bandaids and pacifiers greatly. But also, one should learn to avoid things that cut them and one should plan for how they meet their needs so as not to frequently require a distraction from the discomfort of an unmet one.

It is a grey, wet, slightly chilly Sunday. I loved every word in that sentence. Mondays are my favorite, you know that already, but Sundays are pretty cool too. Fridays and Saturdays are more challenging to enjoy. Enjoying the end of a week for me is tied tightly to whether I feel like the week went in the direction I wished it to go, the direction I worked for it to go. Sunday anything is possible, there is just a little pressure to plan with foresight. Anything is possible, so let's choose the best of the possibilities.
I pen my schedule on Sundays, I do this after I consider my goals for the week. This week's goals includes re-committing to writing here. There is a second post scheduled for Wednesday. We'll see how that works. Slave alan and I have been playing the ball is in your court now with a couple ideas that we can't seem to find a moment to fully flesh out. They're cool ideas though, hold your breath and watch for them. I think they'll come together soon.

I continue to love broadcasting with Streamates: Follow Me Here I very much want to bend my schedule until I can fit 20 hours of live broadcasts a week, best I can do so far is nine. I will be camming Sunday, Wednesday and Friday evenings from 10pm til 1am EST. I may get there earlier some days. There may be bonus broadcasts some days. Follow my platforms below so you don't miss those. Sun, Wed and Fri are set in stone until further notice.

Private sessions, online and in person, are available on Monday, and  Tuesday this week. That schedule is not set in stone, that only applies this week. Wednesday day is all about the new project Jeunesse . Do you see that picture? Forty-six and 11/12ths. Yep, mostly that is the DNA fairy dealing me a very nice hand, and my avoidance of vices stronger than insomnia, caffeine and nicotine. I see a glow and sparkle that wasn't there two months ago though. I tap on Instantly Ageless, and I watch my laugh lines erase themselves. I haven't lied about my age since I was 15, and I have no intention of ever doing so again. I am all about owning my experience and my endurance, but I am also all about doing so while looking hotter than the sun and feeling healthier than I have in a decade or more.  I picked up an extra box of this tube of immortality to share, ask nicely and perhaps I'll hook you up. Thursday I will be completely unavailable to you unless you carry my DNA. About two months ago I declared that there would be a mandatory vanilla day every week. I kept with this plan for about 3 weeks. Then work picked up, I was submerged in I love my job energy and next thing I knew 3 weeks had gone by. This week, Thursday will be mandatory vanilla day.

There is one more thing. Do I announce it now or wait until it is fully fleshed out? Hmm, have you ever known me to wait until I thing is finished to announce it? Have you ever known me to exhibit self-control and patience? Ready? Ask nicely...Princess Gemini and I will be collaborating together again! We have a couple things on the drawing board. There is the vanilla thing you've seen me leak teasers about if you know me in the vanilla world. That launches this week, I mean it this time. I have said it here now, it must be true. The other projects are not as far along. They're not nearly as far along as Gemmi who's all, Cassidy I am growing a whole human being, my plate is full. And I'm all, here's your unicycle.

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Who Knew Mornings Looked Like This?

Since April 28th I have taken a photo every morning for my top. I am not a morning person. I have never, ever, under any circumstance, been a morning person. I often stay up all night and I see the sunrise from that angle. I can't recall a time I saw it after waking up. 

I started working out a few times a week on that date too. It was suppose to be daily. I wasn't very good at keeping to that request. My argument went something like: I am incredibly active, I get at least 25 minutes of aerobic activity a day, I've been a 2 pack a day smoker for 30 years and btw there are only 24 hours in a day.

On July 24th an awful thing happened. Remember I asked you to respect my privacy on that one. I am still holding you to that request. I am only referring back to it so I might say, on July 25th I decided I had to again make dramatic changes to how I do things. 

That happens. There is a yin-yang tattoo on the back of my neck, balance.  Balance isn't a static thing. It is not this and that being equal at all times. It is this grows, so that shirks. This expands and that must contract. It is this approach worked for all this time, but time has moved forward and so must you. 

One of the first things I had to address was my finances. I don't wish to overshare on my blog. Stop laughing. Showing my breasts is not oversharing, that's just playful teasing. Sharing my bank statements, that's oversharing. Those that know me know the circumstances that returned me to Virginia, and those that do not, well you probably don't need to know. My finances did not, that could be the complete statement right there. My finances did not. I entertained a couple of ideas. They all would have ended with sacrificing one or the other of the two things I feel most passionately about. Everyone reading knows what one of those is, right? I am not ready to retire. Some of you know what the other is, I am not asking that corner of my world to make another sacrifice ever again.

A very good friend of mine had talked to me a couple of times about the company they were investing their time in, and I revisited the idea with them. And I went in circles with the idea for a little bit. I have done direct sales before. I am pretty sure I promoted Avon on this blog for a little while, remember? I love Avon. I have a package of Skin So Soft wipes in my purse right now, and another in my glove box. And, I bet the other 6 Avon Ladies that live in my complex do too. I support my friends who work in direct sales. Because when it comes down to it, it is a form of business ownership that is within the reach of most people's budgets. I love Athena's toys, and when I am in the mood for a new battery powered partner, I need to check my notes to remember which of my Goddess friends I ordered from last time.  This company is brand new to the US market, my upline is part of the team bringing it to the US. I love Jamberry Nails, but when I want to change the color on my toes, I don't want to bust out my hair dryer. Jeunesse is health and wellness, there are no gimmicks in any of our lines. Wait, that may be the conflict I can't get past there. Health and wellness. Anyone who has eaten at my table has been subjected to a lecture on denatured proteins that happen when cereal is created using high heat extrusion to create puffs, flakes & special shapes. Anyone who has eaten at my table has likely been fed tomato sauce that was canned in my kitchen from tomatoes grown in my garden, seasoned with basil from my window box. My credibility on a subject I am passionate about can not be bought with an all expenses paid trip to Orlando. Even if I am put up in a suite at the Hyatt Regency on the 14th floor with a breathtaking view, an oversized bathtub and treated like a princess. Thankfully, it can be leased.  The science behind our skincare line is cutting edge. The nutritional composition of our supplements is based on a sound research.  And if you can't just take my word for it, because a woman who looks like me can't possibly also understand complex studies, or advanced scientific theories, I'll just smile and send you the links. 

I started taking Jeunesse AM & PM supplements the last week of July. Since then I have added several other products to my routine, but those were what I opted to try first.

Every day since August 1st I have worked out for a half hour within the first hour I am awake. 

One of the ethical standards hammered home in the training through Jeunesse is full disclosure. No trick lighting, no claims of curing illness, if other things factored into the results your presenting- state them. So in the name of full disclosure, on August 7th I began taking Wellbutrin to assist with the next thing I am going to state. 

On August 9th, which for the record was fifty-four days ago, I quit smoking.  

That's a photo I sent to my top maybe a week ago. It was around 9:30 in the morning. I had worked out already. I had meditated. Breakfast soup was simmering. Cassidy's Castle had been tidied up. Showering, supplements, medicine and day make-up were all checked off my To Do List. I don't think I had had my caffeine yet. I may have, and I don't want to fib. But um, ya, kind of look a little like a morning person.  I look like I am happy about it too. This is what every morning looks like now. 

And yes, I do want to grow my team. Why wouldn't I? This has been an amazing journey for me already and I know it's only going to grow from here. So go check out my site and shoot me a text. Because I haven't said anything about the travel opportunities or the philanthropy arm of the company, Jeunesse Kids, yet.  I haven't said anything about my upline and how much I have learned from them already. I suppose I implied how well the products work, but I haven't shown ya the video of wrinkles erasing themselves. 

Next entry, I promise I won't make you wait a month again for the next entry, we'll get back to indulging all you little voyeurs. 

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Voyeuristic Thursday: slave allan Public Virtual Punishment

It is Sunday, August 12th and Mistress is at Safe Haven enjoying the sounds of another rain storm. I love these moments. I have this odd relationship with time. I am very much an in the moment sort of person, but I also love to reflect and I love to look ahead. Revisit the best, daydream about the future, but I do not get so caught in either that I miss the moment I am in. I love that I am typing on Sunday a thing that will not be seen until Thursday. There's this silly, little risk, what if things do not unfold how you wish. It might be embarrassing. If I say I am going to do a thing and then the thing doesn't happen, I might look like I don't keep my word. I might look like I do not know what I am talking about. Those are not things I take lightly. My word is my wand. My reputation is of the utmost value to me. But you know what? Things typically work out how I wish. I do not enjoy it, but if I have to I can get past being slightly embarrassed, there are far worst things one can be. I know that people who know me know that most of the time, I know what I am talking about. I know myself better than anyone. When this posts, I'll be four days without a cigarette. I haven't yet written the post for tomorrow, Monday. I am contemplating making the announcement in that post. Accountability. I created it already here, but quitting is awful. I did it just a little bit ago. I remember quite clearly where my pitfalls were. Extra accountability won't hurt. Let's see how this unfolds. 

The following is slave allan's response to having been chastised in his last post. He is a good sub, he knows that I recognize how much help he is to me. Yet there are things he could work on, things I need to guide him through. It is a funny thing, he needs to shelf his fantasies to have them. You can not have your cake and eat it too. I never cared for that expression as a child. It seemed stupid, what else would one do with cake? I looked up the history of the expression years ago, when google became a thing. While the expression is in English, a thing is lost in translation of time. It means just what I questioned, it is just said in an archaic way. It should be said something like, one can not eat cake now and also save it for later.  
Slave allan asked for a fantasy to be his new reality. He will have to continuously choose if he wants it now or later. If you missed it, slave allan is a long, long, long distance sub. He can opt to withhold information from me, he can opt to pretend to do at least some of the things I will ask of him. He could opt to pretend to experience his fantasy, or he will choose to actually surrender his ideas and have his fantasy. Will I know the difference? I might. allan and I have been friends for I believe over a year now. He was already my collared long distance sub for several months. I know his writing style well, I may catch changes in it if he were choosing to fake it. But truthfully, I probably won't. If he wished to simply read my instructions, and file them in his- well let's not be vulgar, his ***** bank, he could probably write a convincing enough emails that there wouldn't be a tell. It would be his loss. He asked for real, I will deliver real. If he squanders it that is on him. 

I on the other hand have made my choices. I will always have my cake now. 

Having been dressed down

Hello Mistress Cassidy.
I was not sure whether to directly post this in the comments on your post. Or send it here for you to view before posting it. I finally choose the safest route by sending it here. Once again, Mistress, I give my consent for you to use this for another guest blog posting.

Yes, Mistress, we are crystal clear on where I stand. I wished to be a slave, and a slave I will be. I feel that after reading your blog and your comments I owe you a thank you, Mistress. Not only did you point out a positive point that made me feel proud inside. You also provide a reality check to what I'm getting myself into. You mentioned in a message that you were going to publicly dress me down on your blog. And a scolding you gave me.  The verbal tongue lashing
you provided was probably just as stinging as any lashing I could have received. You are getting through to me Mistress. I am learning. As of now, I am discarding all of my preconceived ideas and fantasies of what a collared slave should be. I plan to take what you are going to teach me and apply it to the process of becoming a better slave. My goal Mistress is to try and get more rewarding praise, than facing another scolding or worse.

I would like to say sorry for asking you to restate what you have offered me. I am extremely proud that you have offered me a collar again. Plus I am deeply humbled by you providing a task-based tribute. It wasn't until I saw it in words (collared, personal submissive) that I understood what you were offering. I will soon be composing another letter proclaiming I would like to wear your collar. Plus preparing myself to sign a slave contract.

No Mistress, I hope you do not reconsider your offer. I wish there was a way for me to convey an image of me on my knees pleading and offering you anything. Just so you wouldn't reconsider. Yes, Mistress. I have not asked about the task I will be doing. I didn't bring them up before because I did not want to bother you by asking about them, and truthfully I was afraid too. I presume we will be talking about them before signing the final contract. As a sub and presumably as a collared slave. I am extremely grateful with how much or how little time you are able to give me. I have to realize that you are a busy woman, and have a business to run. I have read through your template for the slave contract in your previous post, it looks fantastic. It is also an honor that I'm one of the people being considered for the LDR collar. 

I should wrap up with a final thought. Just like an RL slave receiving a flogging, I will take the sting from my verbal flogging, and bask in the knowledge that I have an Owner who cares about me.

Thank you allan. 

Reflecting and Looking Forward

Last week was a great week. I saw two new submissives. Each very different, but each very enjoyable for me. Do you like to see the things Mistress finds challenging? There's not many, but this is one of them. I am an exhibitionist. I had two great sessions. I want to share every last salacious detail, I may even have photos of said details. But alas, I do not have consent to share such details and my ethics out way my kink. No gossip for you. Know what makes accepting that easier? I am also an apologetic tease.
There was Mister Pain's Fire and Ice party here at Safe Haven Friday. Did you miss it? Oh, sorry for you. There are things I can share here though, some things anyway. I picked up platypus stuffies for some of my favorite littles.

Yes they are puppy toys. There's a lot of cross over in the scene and Mistress loves a pervertable. Let it be known, if you see a pretty girl with a platypus stuffie, she might be one of my pets, and she is most definitely a woman I am very fond of. A new guest at the party greeted me with a huge smile and, "Oh, you're the famous Mistress Cassidy.". Or maybe he said infamous. ToMAYto, tomato. He went on to say that he has known of me since I sessioned in Raynham. Do you know when my dungeon was in Raynham? 1999 through 2002. Feed my ego subbie boy, we can be friends forever. I don't know where it came from, but I am feeling rather playful now. I could swear I was a little tired when I put my fingers on the keys. More seriously, he was a great guest and I wish I had had a little more free time to spend with him. How closely do you pay attention admirer from 1999? Get in touch before I head to Virginia. There was another great first time guest, with a great name. I do hope he's a fan as well and I wish him every happiness on his upcoming adventure. What else? My Hazey was here, but she had to leave early. Silly girl is always over-committing herself. With Hazey's early departure I found myself in need of a body for my ice and wax show. A regular at our events and a known face in the local scene graciously offered himself. It was wonderful to engage in some of my favorite play with a new-to-me body. Thank you again Knotty. Mr Pain threw a great party, Safety Dave is an accommodating venue owner and Miss Sunshyne as always reminds me why her scene name is her scene name. Thank you for keeping me supplied with chocolate, circus music and whatever other unreasonable requests I made of you.
Now onto the upcoming week:

I debated if I was going to share it here. Accountability overruled risk of embarrassment and the promise of a surprise. I am horrible with surprises, and I will go to great lengths to avoid embarrassment. Of course I am going to share it here. I am quitting again tomorrow. I have worked through my disappointment in how it went the last time, and I recognize now the things that helped and the things that did not. I am embracing my OCD tendencies. There are 7 vapes pictured, one that fits perfectly in my hand, makes an obnoxious cloud and is filled with my favorite strawberry milk flavored oil. Two that are similar and filled with my back-up flavors. Three mouth to lung devices filled with high nicotine oil for when the cravings are physical. And one special let's take a nap device filled with a completely legal here substance that is not nicotine. I am prepared, motivated and ready to do this. For those who may wish to be helpful I have a couple of ideas. Share my promotional stuff if you can. I know, you can't on Facebook so many muggles, but you can on Fetlife. I can't sit at the keyboard for the first few days. I need to not lose my presence online while I focus on real life. If you need to reach me, text is best. For the first week or so, please my wonderful smoking friends, I promise to do whatever you ask of me to assist you if you're ever trying to quit and to not bug you about quitting when I am successful, please say no to me when I ask. I'll do my best not to ask, but it is so hard. Encouragement in the form of flowers and chocolates is never a bad idea either. I will never say, oh no really I have too much chocolate and no place to put more flowers. 

What else is on the agenda? My plans to go to Virginia at the beginning of September are coming together perfectly. The universe is giving me everything I asked for and I am checking off goals daily. I am still available for sessions with new and returning submissives, but I am going to take a pass at parties this weekend. A week smoke-free is too fragile to hang out with my smoking friends, or worse smoking strangers who I haven't asked nicely to say no to me. I am virtual dungeon hunting, packing and super excited to see how every thing I am doing is bringing me measurably closer to what I wish for, it confirms for me that this was a great idea. 

There is a post written, scheduled to go live Thursday. Before this day is over, another will be added for Tuesday. There are few more things on my Pre-Monday To Do List, and I trust that by the time this post is live, all will be good and right in the universe again. After all Monday is the very best day of the week. 

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