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Sick Fuck

This last Summer I received one of the most deprave and detailed custom video request of my career. I was traveling Australia at the time and had just met an attractive man who took my fancy. We were in that fresh, get-to-know-you stage in our short-lived relationship and he was just starting to grasp a vague understanding of what I “do” for a living. Sharing this request with him was maybe throwing him into the deep in of the pool too soon. I don’t know. My perception of what’s “normal” or “appropriate” has been somewhat tarnished over the years. All I know is I thought it was too good to keep to myself at the time. I remember rolling around in his bed, sides splitting, trying to read the request out loud to him but barely getting a few sentences out before bursting out in manic, uncontrollable laughter. My eyes welled in hysterics as this poor, sweet man stared at me blankly, not knowing what to make of it. (or me, for that matter.)

It took me several months to complete this request, because I knew it would be a fucking masterpiece. It combines hypnosis, mind fucking, toilet slavery, financial domination, & wife domination into one demoralized concoction. You can really see the Lynch-style inspiration coming through. Daddy David would be proud.

I just released it today. Here’s a sample:

Buy the full clip here: http://clips4sale.com/16312/14388735


This was the request:

Hi Princes.

I’m into financial domination, hypnosis and toilet slavery, so you’re kind of the ultimate domme for me as you do all three so well.

So I’d love it if you could do a custom clip along these lines:

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Good boy Tommy

The winner of my recent yoga pants auction was my long-time sub, Tommy. The auction ended at $462 but he rounded up to $500… like a good bitch does.

If there were ever a song written for Tommy, it’d be “Constant Craving.” This guy just can’t get enough of me. Every moment he is pining for me, but he’s not needy. He only contacts me when his wallet is open and money is ready to be handed over to me effortlessly.

I spent some time this afternoon on a walk in one of my favorite parks. The weather was beautiful and Tommy had been sending me $100 tributes throughout the day. Just because. I took pause in my walk for a moment and snuck a shot of my panties to send to him. Poof! I’m $300 richer.






All in a days work…

I returned from my trip to Australia a few days ago. Adjusting back to my “normal” life and trying to shake the post-travel blues. I decided the best way to do that would be to jump back into work and try to make up for the past several weeks of indulgence, so I spent a day taking calls and camming (skype username: ceara.lynch) Turned out to be a great 4-figure day.

I wrote down some notes about each call. Here’s what it looked like:

  1. Had breakfast this morning with Mistress T and her boyfriend, then they left for a hippie music festival. Great visiting with them. Her boyfriend is a tantric sex specialist and gives “yoni massages.” T said he made her squirt for the first time and I was very intrigued. She told me if I want him to try it on me that she’d be cool with that. Tempting… I turned my lines of after they left and got a call from blacksissy. His real name was Oscar and he wanted to talk about the fact(?) that his girlfriend, Nicky, cheated on him with a guy named Will while they were both away on vacation. He wanted me to help him “accept it” so I made say things like “Natalie fucked Walter,” “Walter has a bigger dick that me” and “I want to suck Walter’s dick.” He mostly talked in a normal, sad voice but every time I said something he really liked he’d say “oh my god” in a whispery breath. When he finally came he said, “You’re amazing” and hung up. Call lasted 15 minutes.
  1. Subpedro called me soon after. One of those obnoxious calls from a guy who says he “just wants to make me happy” and “giving me money is what’s most important,” yet I’ve never received a tribute from him ever. I told him if what he said were true, then he should just give me his money rather than taking up my time calling. He agreed (because he’s too submissive not to) but when I asked him why he doesn’t do that he just said, “I don’t know.” He then said something about buying my clips and I tried to explain to him the difference between buying things from me and giving me money because it makes me happy. He said “okay,” but did nothing to correct his actions or words.  I don’t know why this is such a big pet peeve of mine, I just wish guys would be honest when they want something in return for their money. I love my job, but I hate pretending its always some one sided relationship where their money is handed over to me for nothing, as though the time and effort I put into my videos and services is meaningless. Call lasted 6 minutes.



  1. Made a turkey sandwich with vegemite I brought over from OZ and logged onto skype. Haven’t been on in weeks. Tons of messages and add requests. Lots of customers asking about cam sessions but little follow through except for one guy who bought 5 minutes for $50. He didn’t want to talk because he was too shy. Just wanted me to show off my “dirty” feet, call him a loser and talk about eating my shit. He came in 4 min and 12 seconds.
  1. Jon paid $100 for 10 minutes of cam asking for, “Repeat after me humiliation, enslavement, paypig, manipulation and addiction.” He turned on his cam and I recognized him from a previous cam session. He must have changed his user name because our previous conversation on messenger did not appear. Im guessing he deleted it thinking he’d “never do this again.” I always find it a little awkward looking at a real person’s face when I do this and his was close up. I try to block it with the image of my cam and just focus on how I look. It’s so much harder to dehumanize someone when you see their facial expressions. This guy always looks so sad and uncomfortable and if I didn’t know any better I’d think he really didn’t like the treatment I give him. I would be terrible doing real time sessions for this reason. I tuned out his face and talked about how addicted he is to me and feigned unbreakable confidence. He came  in 6min 43 seconds.
  1. Some guy named Ron started bugging me on skype about a custom video even after I told him to email it to me. I got annoyed so he offered to pay me for wasting my time. Cool! He paid $100. He later expressed interest in watching me ignore him for 5 min on cam so I had him send $50 more. As I was ignoring him, sissychrissy called and wanted to talk about being a sissy, cuckold and his “curiosity” about blackmail. I told him I wanted to dress him up like a whore and sell his ass to the men with the biggest cocks who messaged me on craigslist, then take lots of photos and own him forever. Call lasted 13 minutes. Rana sent $100 for 10 more ignoring minutes. He sent wrote messages that said,

“I feel humiliated by being here among my friends, and secretly doing this.
Men are meant to be ignored, and destructed.
Would you destruct me, as far as you may wish.
At that day, I drunk my piss as instructed in the video.
I wish I can be your fandom puppet.”

He asked me if I had any instructions for him so I told him to send another $100. He did. He asked for further instructions so I told him to send another $100. He stopped talking after that.


  1. Dutchfoot boy contacted me for the first time since our session when I was in Australia. He wanted to get drunk and lick my sneakers again. He said he didn’t have much money but he managed to send $150. I sat on the couch with my feet propped up in my dirty runners while he waggled his tongue at the camera and took shots of gin. Easy money. I just sat back and played on my phone, pausing every once in a while to call him a loser or tell him to take another shot. He drank quite a bit in those 15 minutes. Asked if I had any converse shoes. I said I did and he paid another $100 to see them. Meanwhile a guy named Steve called my ignore line. Double pay! He listened in as dutchfootboy drank more gin, lapped and my converse  and stuck clothes pins all over his face. I took some pictures.
  1. Unfortunately my phone died in the middle of the ignore call. Lasted 7 min. Steve messaged me to ask if he could call back, I told him to call back in 5 min. He sent another email asking if he could buy pictures of my ass, so I sent him a ppv email with 5 old webcam shots of my ass and charged him $50. He bought them and thanked me.
  1. Bo paid $200 for 20 minutes of cam. He’s commissioned around 60 custom videos from me but this would be our first cam show. He wanted to tell me about his sexuality so I could give him my “honest opinion.” I’m never sure when guys ask me to be honest if they really want honesty or if they want me to say something mean in an honest sounding way. I decided to go with the former. He told me about his reoccurring fantasies involving cuckolding, black men, his sisters, etc. He talked about how the best sex he ever had was when he dressed up as a woman and got fucked by a man. He’s not really interested in fucking women, just being cuckolded by them, blah blah. I told him I didn’t have much of an opinion because I talk to guys like him all the time and I’m pretty used to it. I know it’s not normal relative to the general population, but it’s normal to me as a fetish girl. He seemed okay with my response. Then asked me more casual questions about my recent trip, how he used to write songs and his job as an investment banker.


  1. Dutchfoot boy scraped together $90 to send to me. He’s wasted at this point. Same ole routine. Lick my feet, stick clothes pins on his face, drink. He’s going to have a headache in the morning.
  1. Went into my bed to masturbate and take a nap. I feel like I’ve done nothing productive today, even though I’ve made over $1000. I still need to work out, but I feel jet lagged and out of sorts. Got a call from bballplaya23. He was the same guy who I was on the phone with in my HBO special where I was shopping at Macy’s at the same time. For some reason he’s a lot more boring of a person than I remember him when I was being recorded. Perhaps because I was better at talking to him while the cameras were on me. He said his wife was away and he had her panties and lingerie there to try on and jerk off in. He wasn’t into forced bi and it was like pulling teeth to get him to talk. He finally asked if he could cum and I told him he needed to beg me. He could only say, “please,” which, to me, is not begging, rather asking politely. I told him again to beg and he said he didn’t know how so I told him he couldn’t cum. I thought that would motivated him to try harder but he just stayed silent and eventually hung up. Call lasted 12 minutes.
  1. Woke up an hour later and turned my lines back on. Immediately received an ignore call from greatest112233. Said nothing to him, not even my usual, “Hello idiot, you know you called my ignore line, right?”  Call lasted 10 minutes.


  1. Hendrix aka my french loser called me. Normally he calls my ignore line for about an hour, which is great, but this time he wanted to talk. It’s insanely frustrating to talk to him because his english is terrible. He said he wanted to apologize for not wishing me a happy birthday. I told him he should send me $100 to make up for it. He agreed. Then he asked if I’d give him a task. I’m pretty burnt out at this point and I hate coming up with “tasks” unless they involve giving me money. So I told him to punch himself in the balls. He laughed. I guess that wasnt the task he was looking for. He kept pressing it. I told him I wasn’t his school teacher. Had to say it about 3x because because he couldn’t understand me. He asked if I’d humiliate him and I told him only if he completed his first two tasks. He said he’d call me back. Call lasted 10 min.
  1. He called back a few minutes later, he sent me the $100. So I started humiliating him, telling him he’s a loser and no woman would ever want to fuck him. My patience wore thin as I kept having to repeat myself and didn’t understand a word he was saying. He asked if he could go, I said “please do.” Call lasted 6 minutes.
  1. I should really take a break because just the phone ringing sets me off in a bad mood. Some might think that’s great for work but it’s just the opposite. Got a call from humburger, he told me he liked my homewrecking clips and last time we talked was when he was on vacation with his wife and I drained his balls so he was uninterested in sex with her anymore. It was hard to feign interest so I didn’t really try. I asked him why he called me and he said his “wifey” (ugh) was away and saw that I was on so he decided to call because I’m “like a rockstar” (ugh.) That didnt really answer my question so I asked him what he wanted to talk about. He hung up. No idea if my bad attitude put him off or if someone walked in the room. It was a relief either way. Call lasted 3 minutes. [Note: he left me a 1 star rating and said I was “lame” so there you go.]


Happy Thanksgiving

These last few weeks since I came back from Mexico have been busy with both work and play. I leave for Thailand December 1st for 6 weeks so I’ve been filming like crazy to stock up on clips while Im away. Yesterday way my last day of shooting and it’s a relief. I trust you all will enjoy the fruits of my labor while I’m off exploring new territories. Feel free to keep my bank account satiated in other ways as well. I don’t mind.

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I had the pleasure of visiting the lovely Ellie Idol and Mandy Flores immediately after returning from Mexico. It was a much needed transition between leaving my dream vacation in paradise to getting back to the grind. We attended HUMP!, Dan Savage’s amateur porn festival. It’s basically where you watch an hour and a half worth of 5 min homemade porn videos submitted by people representing a full spectrum of kinks, fetishes, sexuality, gender and body types. Anyone who’s never heard of it always seems a little thrown off by the notion of watching a bunch of porn in a cinema with your friends, but the videos are, more often than not, pretty campy and fun. Not to mention, Ive been a Dan Savage fangirl since I was 14 so it’s always a treat to support his projects and see him host them live.


A week or so after that, a large group of friends were visiting and I decided to take them to DomProv: an monthly improv show hosted by Mistress Ivana. It was my first time so I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it sounded up my ally. The show consisted of three men performing short skits based on audience given prompts. Depending on how well they did Ivana would praise or punish them. Punishments included swapping mouth fulls of maple syrup, giving each other sloppy topless massages, and good ole fashion whipping. It was a surprisingly good show. Mistress Ivana was clearly more of an actress/comedian than a legit dominatrix, but she played the parody well.



One of my friend’s visiting was Momo; a young traditional dominatrix with a minimal online presence. I’ve shot her a few times for team tease and she always blows me away. I love everything about her. She’s coming to visit me again before I leave and I’m going to make a point to set her up with a niteflirt account because she would kill it and I want to see her bathing in money. Look out for that.


I also had a visit with CJ (aka Ceara Junky) just last weekend. He was traveling through my city so we had coffee and he gave me as much money as the ATM machine would allow him to take out at a time. It was funny to take the picture above in a fairly crowded coffee shop. Who knows what people were thinking.

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We talked casually for about an hour about his friends and my upcoming trip. I told him I was going to get an iPad Air because it’d be lighter and easier to travel with. He looked sad when I said this. I knew why: he wanted to buy it for me like he bought my last iPad a few years back. Who am I to deny him this pleasure? So, I picked it up yesterday and he reimbursed me. What a guy. No wonder I keep him around.





It’s Thanks Giving morning. I work up at 5am today and couldn’t go back to sleep. So I read for a bit and then loaded the rest of my clips for future activation. I’ll be busy all day getting ready for my trip and then tonight I’ll goto my family’s house for dinner. I can’t wait to stuff my face with them.

Happy Thanks Giving.

Ceara Junky

Earlier this week I met up with one of my most loyal boys known to many as “Ceara-Junky” aka CJ. He was coming through town and we decided to get dinner, see a comedy show and grab a donut.


As many of you know I don’t do in-person sessions (with exception of the occasional film-slave I audition for my clips, in which case they are used for the benefit of my video profits, not their personal interests.) So, unless you count the $500 wad of cash he graciously handed over to me (a belated birthday gift to pay for my burning man ticket), this meeting was void of anything overtly kink related.


Part of me is hesitant to share the fact that I met up with one of my fans. From my experience, once I do something with someone, suddenly my audience thinks I’m willing to do it with anyone. Many of my other followers grew incredibly jealous and complete strangers on twitter even started asking me if I would meet up with them as well. (No. I won’t.)

So why is CJ the exception? For one, I’ve known him for a long time. 8 years now he’s followed me like a puppy dog with nothing but adoration and respect. 99.9% of the rest of my followers can’t last a few days without swearing me off after they’ve blown a load and then whining about their “addiction” to me like it’s a problem I’m suppose to fix. CJ hasn’t done even once.

Secondly, the nature of our relationship changed sometime ago when we began having more serious, personal discussions about life, relationships, sexuality and confidence. CJ started looking to me more for advice than an orgasm and our relationship started to resemble more of a friendship than anything else (albeit an atypical one that still involves me making lots of money from him.)

Several years ago I told him I didn’t want to hear him jack off on the phone anymore. It just became too weird for me once I started to take the roll of his over-priced, amateur therapist. That would be a deal breaker for most and I wouldn’t blame him if it was for him too, but it wasn’t. He continued to pay me for my empathetic support and perspective while he jerked off to me privately like the rest of the platonic men in my life.

This isn’t to say I don’t ever play around with his kinks. I’m just able to do it in a way that feels effortless and laissez-faire. I’m not putting on a show or actively working to entertain his fetishes in a way that feels like work.

Our relationship may comes across as strange to most and perhaps especially exploitative to those who already don’t like me, but that’s okay. Were both thoughtful, consenting adults. Relationships can take many forms and this one seems to work for us just fine.


She works hard for the money

$4k got transferred into my pretty little hands by a wanna-be slave recently. Isn't that cute.

My boyfriend and I are taking a 3 week trip to Europe and he promised to pay for our tickets weeks ago before weaseling out and going on yet another hiatus.

I don't talk about him much, but we've been corresponding off and on for years. Despite the copious amounts of money he's spent on me, I can't bring myself to call him a "slave," because that would assume he was reliable and obedient. On the contrary, he's merely an addict who struggles with obsession with me because it directly conflicts with his religion and staying faithful in his marriage. Because of this, he is constantly lying, cheating, and disappearing on me, only to come crawling back begging for "drugs" (videos/pictures.) And to be honest, that's a perfectly fine arrangement to me. However, whenever he comes crawling back to me, he is adamant about not only being my slave, but being my "top" slave.

Despite what little faith I have in him as a slave, I figured he's at least earned a chance to take things to the next level. That's what my most recent clip, "Moving Forward" is all about. If you're curious at all about how I directly train and indoctrinate specific subs/addicts, this one is worth checking out;


As many of you know I recently took a trip out to Vegas to celebrate my girl Lyne's bachelorette party. Can't go wrong with an all girl trip to the city of sin; especially with a group as jaw droppingly gorgeous as us dressed to the nines every day. Anything and everything we want is practically handed to us on a silver platter by random guys spending every penny they have just to be near us for a while. Is it any wonder greedy dommes like us find ourselves there so often? It's like r/t financial domination 24/7. Doesn't hurt that my bitches online like @cearajunky are picking up every other tab that these bro-dawgs miss, vicariously jerking off alone by themselves reminiscing about the fun they'll never have.

It wasn't all leisurely fun, however. Depending on your definition of "work" I spent the first couple days there doing just that; filming clips with the best of them; Rene, Sarah Blake, Selena, and for the first time buxom blonde Sammie Spades. Check out the team tease studio for her debut clip, "Your Last Orgasm" with that oh-so viciously talented Selena, http://www.clips4sale.com/18012

Adventures on niteflirt

Gotta love a 4-figure day. I had my working socks on and they paid off as usual. If you missed me on niteflirt, prepare yourself, this picture of me today draining wallets will undoubtedly make you cry:

I had a lovely chat with "Mike," a lowly foot slave who’s been following me for a while now. We had a fascinating conversation about the wonder that is me (gotta love getting paid by the minute to listen to someone ramble on about how amazing and perfect you are.) Apparently Mike bought a pair of my used flip flops 3 years back and to this day take them with him when he travels and sleeps with them at night. Man, what a winner. And newly wed too! Such a lucky bride. What woman doesn’t dream of one day marrying a man who’d rather lick the bottom of my shoes than fuck her rotting snatch?

Anyway, my sissy boy Sandra (aka Danny) also made an appearance today. A few months he would buy custom clips and send me pictures of himself getting reamed by his mistress in his frilly get-up, until the day he stopped contacting me in favor of serving another Domme "exclusively." (Let’s all take a pause for a minute to laugh hysterically at that notion.) No surprise to anyone, he came back with $300 in hand and an facebook log in to play with. The results are in:

What a shame I could only get as far as this before getting logged off. But hey, tomorrow is another day, right?

Pathetic Sissy: Next time you can fuck me over by changing my password on facebook first thing, so I can’t kick you out.

Spoken like a true slut for exposure. I can’t wait to fuck with this bitch again.

In other news, Thomas called; another sissy who’s infamous in my mind for never hanging up the fucking phone. He creams his panties 3-4 times and will stay on the phone FOREVER; wimpering to himself that he should "really go," but just can’t muster up the control to hang up the phone. We had a lengthy 45 minute phone conversation at $5/min, (which would have been longer if I hadn’t had prior commitments.) Immediately after our phone call he signed up for kinkbomb and threw down a cool $300 for my worn panties. Man I love milking that addict. A little upskirt shot and wiggle of the toes and he’s hooked like a trout.

Finally, I had a special drive by today that put a big fat smile on my face.

True words, my friend. Now go do that again.