Before I forget…..

I think…spring is finally here. If my eyes do not deceive me.
Hell Yea! It’s about time. I was getting tired of the snow. It never seemed to stop this winter.

I know, it has been months since my last blog update. I know some of you must be absolutely depressed and tripping over your pouty bottom lip without me acknowledging you’re existence and good behavior. I have not forgotten about you. Simply not had the time. All of your tributes and gifts though have been received and I love them.

For instance, ed, I did receive the gifts you bought me. I adore them! The pillows aren’t as “full” as I had hoped. Still, my bed is simply delicious! A little too comfy I might say. It’s a tragedy pulling myself away from it. It really is. The clothes look fucking fantastic on me, the jeans fit perfectly. Especially the black skinny ones with the rinestones on the pockets. They make my legs look deadly! The Red Bomber suit looks KILLER also and I know there is a certain slut out there who found itself cowered against the wall from the sting of the cane, damn near in tears. Poor cum eating sissy, haha.
An old realtime sub of mine also sent me some items in attempt to grab my attention once again. My attention was grabbed. You will be getting an email soon if you read this my little leprechaun. I might have already sent one. Go check… :p

There was also a bunch of shoes!!! We ALL know I LOVE LOVE LOVE SHOES! I think I have like 40 pairs now, haha.

Not only from ed the f00tfreak and me little Irish pet, but a pair from my silly satori the foot loving beef cake…yet another boy 100% obsessed with my perfect feet. He has been my victim for at least 2 years now. Degrading himself, draining himself, all for a glimpse of my beautiful feet. Over the years, this boy has bought my toenails, smelly worn socks, pictures of my feet, worn panties…pretty sure I sent him some water I soaked and scrubbed my feet in, I’m not sure though. I remember packing it up after he begged and begged and begged for months over it.
This little twerp had me fucking howling the other day with laughter, I almost fell out of my chair! Totally random, it just rolled off my tongue, (although, it was brilliant but SOOO FUCKING EVIL, surely, if there is a hell, I have a special little seat reserved in the VIP section)..I made him excrete his sticky boy juice in one of his girlfriend’s liquid face products..Nivea. Funniest thing I’d ever seen, lol! Wish I had thought of snipping the picture really quick. I’m sure he’s glad I didn’t lol. I couldn’t believe he actually did it. Actually I can because he becomes a helpless drone when my feet are on cam. He had a smerk on his face while doing it so I think he secretly loved doing it too. I do and always will have a hold of you, beef cake. Forever, you will be obsessed with me and my perfect feet.

On to more important things….a second house!
That’s right, yet another new house. The market is totally in the buyers favor right now so why teh fuck not?! It’s been on the market for a while. This guy will never unload it to anyone else, it’s too impractical. It’s pretty ridiculously huge. An obnoxious, over kill of a home. I LOVE IT! Some architect I’m sure had a jerk off session while writing these plans. lol
First off, the bathroom makes my fucking panties WET! No kidding. HUGE walk in closet, stand up shower with a marble bench in it. A whirlpool bathtub, wrap around mirrors, the MOST BEAUTIFUL accent crown molding I’ve ever seen. Marble wrapping EVERYTHING. The master bedroom is up a glorious flight of stairs wrapping around an atrium, french doors going into the bedroom. 5000 sq feet. A balcony to the right looking over Lake Washington. 4 Bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, the basement has a huge bar, black, wrapped with black fucking leather! Kind of a silly carpet. Dark green, but it goes with my pool table in a traditional lounge kind of way. Also comes with a fully equipped theater with AAALLL the hook ups. A sauna, a wine cellar, which is more like a bomb shelter. There is a hole in the floor with a door that lifts up and a ladder going to the cellar. It’s under the atrium which is also pretty bad ass.

A few problems, however. It hasn’t been lived in for a while. The garden is kinda shitty. It looked great at one point, you can tell. But like I said, it hasn’t been lived in for some time. The fireplaces also leave MUCH, MUCH, MUCH, to be desired. They are straight out of an apartment, I swear. Pitiful for a million dollar house. Totally NOT entertaining, which is what a fireplace is supposed to be. The kitchen also sticks out like a sore thumb. Doesn’t match anything. It’s beautiful, but doesn’t match anything. That’s not hard to fix though. There are a lot of “little things” that are wrong with the house but the guy is eager to get it off his hands. It wont sell to any “normal” person….it’s too impractical for any regular person with a family. It’s a giant fucking play house and I’m SURE an ex-Seahawk used to live there. The ball is so not in their court. Deals are a workin.
I’m not going to live there full time though. Going to keep the house in Renton on the golf course. It’s Beautiful. It’s a home. The other house is a fun house. Video shoots, cocktail parties, and other fun shit. Not “home”. The new house, just might bring on my dungeon sessions again..who knows. Sit on that thought my pets. Madame Sindi wants to have her way with you and will let you know when to jump!

In other news…

I have been working on lots of new content and things lately. Stay tuned for everything to finally be fucking done and in order. Oh the madness. One thing after another…always.

Like the rest of the world, I cracked and signed up for the silly status blogging site that everyone hates but eventually joins anyway…twitter. Is it just me or does anyone else think this site was made to aid and abed net stalkers? Not too convinced it’s a fabulous thing, lol.
On that note…go follow me. haha. www.twitter.com/MadameSindi

I am off to enjoy the warm weather now. Think I might walk my dogs, have some cocktails out on the deck, and watch the golfers hit their balls out of the sand trap. haha.

*tootaloo*

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