As many of you may have read in the blog, I was away for several days this past week due to a death in the family. I would like to thank everyone for their sympathy and well wishes this past week. I had so many lovely e-mails of waiting for me when I returned and I was truly touched by the show of support.
I am getting back in the routine, catching up on correspondence and have had some fantastic sessions lately that have boosted my spirits immensely.
Just for fun, here is a photo of me getting back into the “swing” of things 
Lucky boy, isn’t he?
Kisses,
Noel
Photographer Gerry Koehler sent me these today:
Don’t I look fucking sexy in that leather?!
Kisses,
Miss Noel
For those of you who were unaware, the entire WE crew picked up house and were off to LA for this years DomCon. We only just returned home very early yesterday morning and yours truly is rather jet lagged.
The trip was undoubtedly a hit and I enjoyed myself immensely. I met some fantastic new people and got the chance to catch up with several old friends. I attended several workshops and am about bursting with new ideas for sessions. I even taught a class of my own, concerning the art of pain processing. With all the busy happenings I barely had time to document much of the excitement, but I did snap a few pics (with my phone, so do excuse the low quality) and decided to share:
Miss Kelle, having drinks with me in the executive lounge
Miss Snow, turning heads in the hotel cafe
Miss Audrie, who volunteered for Princess Kali’s humiliation workshop, with her nose in the corner
Miss Audrie’s sissification class
And yours truly with all kinds of evil thoughts on the brain
Kisses,
Miss Noel
I was going to write some cerebral, intelligent blog post. Alas, I was side tracked by the following:
You can read about this here
and this one here
and, last but not lease, check out this one here
Can any of you guess what kind of mood I’m in? Any takers? *insert evil laugh here*
Kisses,
Miss Noel
Last week was jam packed with shooting for the girls of WE. As a result there are now some hot photo sets of yours truly in latex, leather, and sexy lingerie. I know you’re all dying to see. Alas, I won’t be sharing those just yet.
I will, however, share this little tid bit:
Miss Kelle, Miss Audrie and I decided to treat ourselves to dinner and drinks out post photo shoot. Obviously, we were still a little oversexed from our very busy day and no, I won’t be telling you what happened after dinner…
Enjoy!
Kisses,
Miss Noel
Many of you are aware of my growing fetish for chastity and cuckolding. Due to the recent launch of my personal website (www.missnoel.com), I’ve had a influx of e-mails from lots of submissive boys, and even a submissive girl, asking me about my interest in this topic and I thought I would take a moment to expound on the subject.
Lets start with the nitty gritty,
It really get me hot. I love the idea of all you slave boys/girls all locked up and at my disposal. That I can get pleasure anytime I want, do anything I damn well please but you are totally under my control. I get to tease, torture and torment to my hearts content – and there’s nothing you can do about it!
Of course, I also find chastity to be a useful tool. I find it utterly fascinating how a defiant and demanding boy can quickly become the most complaint and docile of slaves after I have their little clit stick securely locked away and the keys around my pretty neck. Imagine how fast you’d jump to complete any little task I gave you if you’re only shot at being able to orgasm depended upon my good will?
On a more serious note, I should add that I consider chastity to be a very intimate, very personal, form of domination – not something to be taken lightly. There are lots of details that should be taken into account and it requires a good deal of time, effort and trust, from both parties.
Kisses,
Miss Noel
A lot of people ask me how and when I first became interested in BDSM. This is a relatively simple question with a rather simple answer.
Suffice to say, I’ve been doing this waaaaaay longer than I should have been. I can recall being in my teens and seeing things in the media that I found alluring – not necessarily sexual, mind you, but utterly fascinating. Seemingly silly imagines – girls being tied up, held hostage by the evil villain – that sort of thing.
My generation was exceedingly lucky as we had the internet at our disposal. Naturally, I jumped online and sought out as much information as I could gather. Low and behold, there were names for the things I liked. Entire communities, in fact, all devoted to the things I found interesting!
It wasn’t long before I was playing around online – no, you won’t get any specifics on that matter – and when simple role playing no longer satisfied me, I indicted my kinky desires to my boyfriends/girlfriends (and am very proud to say I got more than one individual hooked). And the rest of course, is history.
There was no large epiphany for me, no sudden moment of unveiling where the imaginary light bulb above my head turned on. I like to think of it as a quiet acknowledgment that was just always there. Even when I was first exploring, I never felt any shame or embarrassment over my interests in BDSM. It never occurred to me that I what I wanted was wrong or unnatural.
Rather, it always felt like I had this dark secret, this extra special bit of knowledge.
And I love dirty little secrets…
Kisses,
Noel
I was taking photos for tonight cam show(s) and apparently Hercules decided he needed to be involved in the creative process. Can you spot him in this picture?
Kisses,
Noel
I was persuaded by Miss Snow and company to try out this new(apparently it’s not really new, but was certainly unknown to me) fitness system call P90X.
You can check out the official website here.
The secret to this little gem is a technique called muscle confusion which basically ensures that your progress never plateaus by constantly changing the movements/workouts.
In reality, P90X is 90 days of hell. I’m hungry all the time, there isn’t a single place on my body that doesn’t hurt in ways I never thought possible and I’m only two weeks in.
However, my ass didn’t even look this good in high school, so I’ll have to concede defeat and say this thing works better than boot camp.
Kisses,
Noel
I would think it’s safe to say that over half of the session I do fall into the realm of role play. For those of you who aren’t on the up and up role playing is and I quote ” the changing of ones behavior to assume a role, either consciously to fill an adopted role or unconsciously to fulfill a social role”.
Sound complicated? It’s not. In my world, this means I get to play the part of baby sitter/naughty girl/Goddess/teacher/nurse and a plethora of other characters in order to act out a fantasy. Its an extremely common request, due mostly, in my opinion, to the escapism it provides for the players involved. For a little bit of time, you can indulge in pretense and be who and whatever your imagination decides.
For myself, personally, role-playing can either be a blast, or a complete bore. If someone were to bring me a highly scripted scenario I would be disinclined to indulge in a role play with them. You see, I don’t do things that aren’t me.
Does that mean, I won’t throw on a suit and be your evil secretary? Of course not. It just means that I’ll do Noel; mean-nasty-bitch secretary. I don’t let the role I’m playing shape me. I shape the character I’m playing to suit me, my personality, my signature.
Make sense? Good. I’m glad we had this talk.
Kisses,
Noel
Hello there! Welcome to my world. I’m… *not* the girl next door! I am a sensual, bright, and lovely professional switch at the dungeon of Wicked Eden in Columbus, OH. I take absolute delight in my sensuality and use every opportunity to revel in it with wild abandon. I love BDSM and kink in all its forms and enjoy sharing my passion with others.
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