Ah, one of my favorite things in life…
For those of you who don’t know, keyholding is just that; holding another person’s keys. What am I talking about? Chastity.
That’s right. Keyholding means I get to lock up your little man in a tight, unforgiving cock cage, snap the lock closed and the keys are firmly in my possession. In less than 5 minutes, that dick goes from yours to mine. You can’t touch it, clean it, jerk it, even look it without understanding that it’s under my total and complete control.
Keyholding can be done in person or from a distance. I have several boys who come into see me regularly – to beg and plead for release which I may or may not grant, depending on my mood – and even more who have mailed me their keys who I check up on via cam to be sure they haven’t “escaped” (trust me, you don’t want to know what the penalty for squirming out of your belt without my say so is).
Chastity, I find, to be the most effective form of control and keyholding only underscores your predicament. Just imagine, sweating inside that awfully snug little tube, desperate and aching for a long denied orgasm and watching me traipse around with my girlfriends (or, be still your little heart, my boyfriend)….and watching your keys, dangle teasingly from around my delicate neck.
Yummy, isn’t it? 
Kisses,
Miss Noel
Hello Slave boys (and girls),
I hate to break your little hearts, but I will be out of the city and away from the dungeon Sunday the 18th of December through Thursday the 22nd of December. The Polish are invading Michigan and I am headed up North to visit my family from abroad!
Don’t worry, I’ll be back to deliver spankings and coal to all the naughty bottoms just in time for Christmas
And, since I know you can’t stand going an entire day without basking in my glory, I’m giving you this little present before I take my leave:
Merry Christmas!
Kisses,
Miss Noel
Hello boys,
I know, I know – I haven’t written in forever. It’s been a crazy couple of months for your favorite blonde. I’m sure you’re going wild, imagining what I’ve been up to: Did she take her harem and move to the Netherlands? Did she develop her “mad scientist” voodoo potion that turns men into mindless zombies and go into hiding? Did she fulfill her lifelong dream of world domination?
Slow your roll, boys. I’m going to tell you all about it!
For those of you who don’t know, I’ve recently retuned to University and after 4 years our of school, getting back into the swing of things has taken some getting used to. No doubt the moment, I mentioned going back college, your perverted little brains have conjured up the image of me seducing professors and taking advantage of innocent co-eds. Maybe I have, maybe I haven’t. This sexy domme doesn’t kiss and tell
Of course, I’ve kept up on teasing and tormenting boys – that just comes naturally – both in and out of the dungeons of Wicked Eden. Miss Kelle and I even had a weekend adventure out in the woods with one of our favorite slave boys. Below are a couple photos:
The makings of a good night…anal plugs, nipple clamps and wine.
Kelle, curled up and cozy in the cabin.
Me, chilling out by the fire with evil thoughts on the brain.
And, last but not least, I’ve been working hard on my new media project – specifically, my clips stores that are now live on both Kinkbomb and Clips4sale. Below is a little sneak peek at one of my updates:
Until next time…
Kisses,
Miss Noel
As some of you may be aware, I’ve been working hard on a “secret project” for several months, and now it finally here; the launch of my new clips stores.
You can find me on:
Clips4sale: http://www.clips4sale.com/38006
and
Kinkbomb: http://www.kinkbomb.com/studio/105524
What will you find? Lots of teasing, humiliation, forced feminization, chastity, sexy outfits and me, telling you what to do, of course 
Kisses, Noel
mas·och·ism/’mas??kiz?m/Noun
1. The tendency to derive pleasure, esp. sexual gratification, from one’s own pain
2. (in general use) The enjoyment of what appears to be painful or tiresome.
sub·mis·sion/s?b’miSH?n/Noun
1. The action or fact of accepting or yielding to a superior force or to the will or authority of another person.
2. An act of surrendering to a hold by one’s opponent.
I would like to take a moment to discuss the distinction between the above definitions.
So often, in the world of BDSM, we link these things together. Masochism is seen as a trait that bottoms and/or slaves indulge while in the submissive state. The enjoyment (or willingness to endure) pain being part of their servitude. I think it’s important to add that this is, in fact, a fairly common occurrence. Many submissives do derive fulfillment from masochistic experiences. Many masochists also consider themselves submissive in nature.
However, while these traits are not mutually exclusive, they are also most definitely not synonymous.
One does not need to enjoy pain in order to enjoy submitting to a dominant authority. The flip side of this is that someone who is sexually turned on by pain and physical exertion does not necessarily desire to be under another person’s dominion.
Case in point:
When asked my orientation as a player within the community, I can most accurately describe myself as a dominant masochist. When I say this, I get a lot of confused looks (see people looking at me like lost puppies or with utter incredulity). I’m always a bit surprised by this, because, for me, the difference between the two is fairly obvious.
Let’s break it down, shall we?
I say dominant because I am a control freak and I have no desire to debase myself under another person’s will. I don’t care if watching me bark like a dog tickles you pink; if it doesn’t make me happy, I’m not doing it. End of story.
I say masochist because I naturally eroticize pain. The physical sensation gives me all kinds of pleasant endorphins and I get a kick out of the challenge, seeing just how far I can push myself. Do note that I say seeing how far I can push myself – the top’s preference doesn’t really enter the equation for me. I like to be hurt the way, I want to be hurt.
Layman’s terms: Yes, you can spank me, but don’t fucking tell me what to do
Kisses,
Noel
I’ve been getting a good deal of e-mails, questions and sessions lately revolving around chastity. You won’t hear any complaints from me, as locking boy up in a tight little cock cage makes me a very happy girl. Knowing that you’re safely encased in your little belt, suffering with every hit of arousal while I’m free to take as much (or as little) pleasure as I choose brings be such a thrilling kind of joy. I really could talk about it all day…
However, with the sudden surge of inquires, I thought I’d drop all my would be chastity slaves a link:
It’s a fantastic resource and I highly recommend that any one with an interest chastity (and even cuckolding) check it out. Immediately.
Kisses,
Noel
I’ve been super busy lately toying with boys and enjoying the lovely warm weather, but just to let you know I’m still alive, here is a photo of what I’ve been up to…
Kisses,
Noel
Along with my sincere fascination with chastity – and all the trappings that go along with it, I have a slight (okay, astronomically huge) fetish for cuckolding.
While these things are not necessarily synonymous, for me they are tied closely together. They all go under the tease and denial category (big emphasis on the denial half of that equation) Picture this:
There you are, tucked away, out of sight, in my closet (maybe under my bed if you’re really lucky). I’d have you all trussed up, gagged and locked up in your little plastic cock cage – and there you’d stay, waiting, twitching, your pathetic little heart fluttering with anticipation.
Until I came home. With a hot girl, no less.
Now, don’t get overly excited. You wouldn’t get to “service” us. You’re not a maid, you’re not a fluffer, and you’re definitely not a sex toy (I have real ones for that and I promise they can please me much more effectively than you ever could).
You are a cuckold. That means you get to sit there, utterly ignored, forced to listen to me and my boyfriends/girlfriends get as much pleasure as we like, for as long as we like, while that chastity belt gets tighter and tighter…
Sounds like a blast, doesn’t it?
What you wouldn’t be seeing while you were stewing in the closet
Kisses,
Miss Noel
I was out and about running errands this afternoon (wait, shouldn’t I have slaves to do this?) with my windows down and my radio up when I realized just how sunny and beautiful it’s been lately. Yes, boys and girls, Summer it seems has finally arrived and this little sadiomasochist couldn’t be more happy. Summer is my favorite time of year. Let me count the ways…
1.) Warmer weather means smaller bits of clothing and all those little patches of fabric make boys sweat. I don’t even have to try to tease you little worms to distraction…
2) Open toed shoes. My god, there are so many to choose from! Summer is a foot fetishists dream; don’t think I don’t notice all you little perverts peering down while I’m out shopping with my girlfriends. I’ve been on the lookout for the perfect new warm weather pumps and have been absolutely drooling over these , these and these.
3) Pretty bare feet require some pretty little decorations, don’t you think? I’ve been searching around for some beautiful little trinkets to decorate mine. I’m partial to this and even something like this. What do you think?
4) Laying out at the beach. Growing up in Michigan, I’ve always had access to the water and nothing says Summer to me like lounging in the sand with a cool drink in my hand. While I don’t get out to the coast very often now that I’m in Ohio, my awesome apartment has a fan-fucking-tastic pool and yours truly plans to be spending a lot of time there in the next couple months. Maybe you’ll catch me in a generous mood and I’ll post a few photos of me in my new bikini.
5) The return of real night life. Summer heat means everyone (all the cool kids, that is) will be crawling out of their Winter/Spring hibernation to don hot little outfits outfits and let loose – and, lets face it, no one likes a party more than I do
Enjoy the heat – I know I will be!
Kisses,
Miss Noel
As I’m sure many of you noticed, I went MIA last week, leaving all of you pining for several days. I was in ,fact, on vacation with Miss Snow and MD having a fan-fucking-tastic time drinking champagne, dancing, playing with hot girls and enjoying the general sexiness that is Las Vegas.
Since I’m fully aware of just how heart broken you were over my absence, I’ve decided to share a few snapshots, taken by yours truly, of our trip.
Fresh off the plane in Sin City
One of the many kick ass pools in our hotel.
Snow and I, all dolled up and ready to hit the town.
Pool side lunch served to us by a hot chick in a bikini. Life should always be like this…
…and me eating it. Don’t get excited; it’s never going to happen.
Snow’s personal message to all of you drooling over her bikini.
My view from the pool
Hope this holds you over until next time
Kisses,
Miss 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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