My First Two Weeks.

As many calls as I have taken and as many people as I have talked to, I have run into an issue. My persona (Robin) and I are far too similar. I seem to be putting too much of myself into her, and it is sort of disallowing me to make the necessary separation between her and I. Mostly because I know they really do need to be two different people. Especially now. And she needs to be more free form and versatile. Basically what I need to start doing is creating her, reading into her, making her a character more than a real person. My issue is there is already a lot of lying going on. How much am I going to want to keep track of?

One of the girls suggested researching who your parents might be. Then creating a whole 'nother back story based on that. Another suggested still keeping your same life and stories, but changing names, places and other things. I seem to keep drawing a blank when it comes to things like this. I don't know what the issue is, but I'm having it and it's starting to frustrate me. My "new girl" freshness is starting to wear a tad, and I don't know how to keep it going... Mostly I think I was making so much money because I was in the room that rings first.


See, there are 5 rooms in this house that girls can utilize. Every one of them has some sort of bed, a desk and a computer. There are really only 4 because the managers share one room together. Every room has a different phone like. The Villa (named because it has a very pretty tapestry/curtain set hanging with a little Tuscan Villa on it) rings first. The Office (where the managers) rings second. Then the Garden (named for the wicker furniture set that *used* to be there) then the Dungeon (the best sound proofing in the house) and both of those are downstairs in the basement. Then finally back upstairs to the Palace (named for the pretty 4 post wrought iron bed that used to be in there and the pretty little chandelier that hangs) rings last. Every girl has a different preference and every girl has a different way of making money.


The thing I hate most about being in the Villa is the fact that it rings first. I get a high call volume, sure, mostly because guys will hear my voice first and I guess they sort of think "Well, this works." Unfortunately, most of those calls are prankers. I fucking hate these nasty little brats. Calling from all over the country, obviously underage and just tying up the line. Then of course there are the hangups. The guys who call and ask you things like "And you touch your pussy for me?" and then don't do a call. Or guys that aren't supposed to call and just fuck with everyone's time and money. 


I'm slowly starting to realize how this job isn't anything like what I thought it would be. It really is a job, like anyone else has. Yes, I get to hear men cum over the phone, or have long elaborate calls with lots of detail and lots of talking. Yes, I get to fuck around on the internet most of the day, but who doesn't when you're stuck at a desk for 8, 10 or even 12 hours. When the phones are silent, I have to find other ways to occupy my time. So hopefully I will get back into this blogging thing again. 


I haven't really found a sound and safe way to blog about the calls I have. Mostly because I usually update this from home (I'm at work now and realized it's been like two fucking weeks... sorry) and by the time I get home, I have forgotten every detail. I have a highlight reel, I might start posting that. I have a few entries I still need to write, mostly because one call last Sunday blew my mind. It will not be for the faint of heart or any guy who loves and cherishes his dick. ;)


Until then,
Stay Sexxxy!
Robin

50 Shades of Vanilla.

I've been involved with the BDSM community for a few years now and there are few things that really shock me anymore, at least with this aspect. I have heard of elaborate playrooms and dungeons. Scenes that involved toasters, riding crops and a disturbing amount of produce. So imagine my surprise and delight when I heard of a mainstream novel describing a Dom/sub relationship. I thought "Oh man, this is gonna be amazing. Sexy and dark and just too good to stop reading."


Ugh. I am Jack's Lack of Surprise. The writing is actually pretty good. Comes off a little fanfictionish, but still pretty good. The plot (yes, there is one. It's not just meaningless sex for like a bajillion pages) is deep and meaningful and very poignant to an issue that is a real problem for some within this kinky community. I read it for the sex. For ideas about my bio for this freaking job. Which I still need to update on here... But this book really made me think a lot about who I was when I was going to a local sex club almost once a week. It was fun. It was painful. It was sexy. Most of all, I could let my brain shut down and become a sexy animal that lurked in the darkness. An insatiable sub that was always "Yes, Sir." and "Please, Sir." I'm sure that this might shock many, but it was me.


The rope burn mingled with the rug burn. The tender, raw flesh from the cat of nine or the paddle always ached in a way that would make me smile. Even now, I find a small smile of remembrance crossing my lips from all those nights waiting to be played with and hearing screams and the echoes of screams from the different rooms. The sex in these books was relatively vanilla compared to the steel cages and tables, the suspension play and the toys. Lord almighty, the toys. Now, I'm not talking vibrators or dildos, though there were plenty. I'm talking about mundane things like kebob skewers and pet grooming mitts. Or the one time I was blind folded and my brain was tricked into thinking my nipple was getting pierced again. It didn't in reality, but holy shit. It was a convincing mind fuck.


That's really what I loved about the scene. That's what I loved about being involved, that it was just (borrowing a phrase from the book) kinky fuckery but it was delectable mind fuckery. The way that having one word phrases and moans fall out of my mouth together instead of all this silly "talk about our feelings" crap that goes on now. "Yes", "Please", and "More" were pretty much the only words I was allowed to say, unless I really couldn't take it and had to safe word out. The amount of stories I have makes me wonder why I let myself lapse out of this lifestyle. What makes me miss it more is the desire to feel again. Feel that mind blowing, rip apart your fucking mind and soul, so intense you can't even make a sound kind of orgasm again. That orgasm where your whole body will pulse and shiver after because it feels like every single nerve in your body just came at the same time.


Now, going into working purely on the phone, it's going to be hard to find any semblance of that. What I've realized over the few days of shadowing that I did that this really is a one way street in the way of pleasure. Although I do get pleasure from taking their money. And I will every time.


With all these memories now swimming in my brain, I believe that it is time for a hot bath and bed. Bed with my boyfriend. Who is a vibrator. ;)


Until next time,
Stay sexxy!

My (pretty much complete) Bio.

Updated: 6/11/12

Likes:  BDSM, girl on girl, sucking cock, hard pounding, role playing, being submissive, voyeurism

Well, hello there. I’m so glad you found me because I have been aching for a man lately. An older, mature man who can teach me and please me at the same time. I'm Robin. Although, I’m usually only naughty behind closed doors, I love being a dirty little secret, being a lady in public but a slut once the door closes behind me. I may be only 23, but I have been pleasing men and women since I was much younger, and I have no plans of stopping which is why I am so excited to be a new addition here at _________. I am the kind of girl that will be happily waiting in nothing but an apron with a hot meal, a stiff drink, and a slow and sensual blowjob to calm you after a hard day. I'll even offer a massage, if that will get you to reciprocate the favor.

I have had many women in my life, and let me be honest. I love eating pussy about as much as I love sucking cock and trust me when I say, I love sucking cock. What I love about it is the passion I am bringing to another person, plus the feeling of fingers tangled into my hair pushing and pulling me closer to make them cum. I also love the sounds, they’re so different from normal sex sounds. There’s something so much more intimate and sexy when there is a thick cock almost down my throat. My moans sound deeper and so do yours. And yet, there is something so amazing about being with another woman. I love making a woman moan even more. Interested in a threesome, or a more-some? I am! I always am! The sound of multiple people having orgasms is like a symphony of pleasure, and it’s one that I am always willing to attend. Dressed in my finest birthday suit, of course. Or if you prefer, some sexy or silky lingerie? Maybe slink it up with a fine pair of sky high heels just showing off my perfect ass? I’ll dress up as fancy as you like it, or I can just be in bed with nothing on but a smile.

I love being told what to do, being tied up or down, and being teased to the point of begging. I love being bent over and being spanked while getting pounded deep. I also enjoy being gagged, especially with my own panties. I will do anything I can to please you, because that’s what I love to do. I love to worship men like gods. Have you ever heard of shibari? If not, I would be happy to tell you all about this seductive art of rope tying. I find it to be the sexiest negligee a woman can wear, a teddy made of rope and knots. I love the feeling of rope burn and rug burn, especially when it lasts. Walking around in the day to day, feeling my clothes brush against my tender skin makes me shiver and smile. The sting of skin on skin is also something I can't get enough of, and I have learned that only silky fabrics can soothe hard-spanked ass or thighs.

I love a sense of danger as well. The possibility of getting caught is so exciting to me, that I love having sex in unexpected places.  I will admit to having sex in public bathrooms and in the backseat of a car in hopes that someone would stumble upon us and see me moaning and writhing in pleasure. I would love to see someone through a window masturbating as I was getting close to orgasm myself. Seeing something like that would push me over the edge. It's also a fantasy of mine to have someone catch me being completely taken advantage of and want to join us. Maybe I'll have to try having some afternoon delight in the park, surely someone would catch me there... I'm getting excited just thinking about it!

Do you have a fantasy? Nailing the cheerleader behind the bleachers? Having your nurse or doctor give you a more thorough check up? Being ordered to stay after class for private tutoring or discipline? I can do all that, and so much more. Maybe we could be fucking wildly on your desk, and your secretary comes in and wants to join.  I also love trying new things. I know that roleplay can run far and wide, and I want to explore them all. I’m sure there is a lot out there that I haven’t heard of and I am more than willing to learn. I’ve been very good at learning in the past. I take direction very well and love learning to please above everything. I’m getting excited already thinking about the things you could teach me.

I am so excited to talk to you, trust me. You can get a hold of me online and on the phone. Would you like to see how excited I am when you call? Purchase a pair of my panties, and I’m sure you’ll be satisfied. I know I always end up satisfied. I can't wait until you get me on the phone, I'm sure we can do horrible things to each other.

Until then,

xoRobin