Travel Notice! Philly Sept 1st-5th

I am *so* super excited!! This weekend I am making my way up to the NE for the first time as a model!! I haven't been up to Philly...ever, and already I'm booked like crazy with some of my favorite folks who I spent time with at FetishCon. I'm really excited because I'm traveling with my bestie and partner in fetish crime, Miss Whitney Morgan. We've got some awesome shoots set up with some awesome folks!!

Miss Whitney Morgan

Caramel Vixen

Tickle Cuties

Bratty Foot Girls

On top of shooting with these awesome folks, Whitney Morgan and I are featured models at Friday's Foot Party!

I am available for private sessions on a first paid, first come basis with deposits required ahead of time to hold slots. Foot fetish, domination, humiliation, bondage, tickling, smothering, corporal punishment and more!! Email me for rates and availability. NOTHING illegal. NO escort services. Payment for time and companionship only. sydney@sydneybbwqueen.com for info :)

Super excited! Yay!

My opinion on penis and their physical attractiveness

One of my biggest pet peeves is people sending me pictures of their man junk without me asking them to do so. If you a man and you are reading this, I do not ever want to see a picture of you junk unless I specifically ask for a picture of your junk. Why? Because I, Sydney Screams, do not find the male anatomy to be attractive from the mid-thigh up to the belly button. I find the penis (cock, dick, man-junk, whatever you'd like to call it) to be extremely unattractive. I do not like to look at pictures of it. I do not like it in my face. I do not like to see it from a distance. I do not like to see it up close. I do not, under any circumstance, like to look at penis. I know this comes as a shock to many folks who have read my blog or know me personally and how insatiable my sex drive is, however the fact of the matter is that I do not like looking at the penis.

I find men to be attractive, and I am very sexually attracted to men. I have slept with more men than women. However, I do not like looking their penises. Out of all the male lovers that I have had, only one of them has had what I would refer to as "the perfect penis" and even that was only marginally less ugly than the rest.

See, here's the thing. Everyone has their own opinion of what is attractive. I get that. I find vagina to be VERY beautiful, even though I know people who find it to be disgusting to look at. I know women who find penises to be beautiful. I am just not one of those women. I don't like it when these idiots feel the need to argue with me on the attractiveness of their penis. My opinion is not going to change. I don't need a picture of your goddamn penis to know that it is not attractive to me. Your penis is not ever going to be attractive to me. Ever. You could wrap a bow on it, put lipstick on it, coat it in chocolate, or paint it blue and it would still not be pretty to me.

Yes, I have strap-ons/dildos. My strap-ons aren't used on me. My personal toys that I use for my pleasure aren't realistic looking at ALL. In fact, most men see my toy collection and are like "um, why do you sleep with men when you have THAT?" It isn't that I don't *like* having sex with men. It is that I just don't like *looking* at penis, and that I have no respect for the idiots who try to argue that MY opinion is wrong. It is MY opinion. If you think your penis is beautiful, more power to you, but don't come to me begging for justification because you are barking up the wrong tree.

Transformation of a Lifestyle-Confessional

When I first began doing all this, I will admit I was in it partially for the money. I was what many will refer to as an "instadomme" "rent a domme" "findom" or whatever term you would like to use to describe girls who get into all of this. It is a brutal realization for myself and for those who have been around long enough to have seen me transform in the two years I've been around. It has been a fun two years...or is it three years now? Oh dear...I seem to have lost track. Whatever. Beside the point. The point is...

I've gone through various levels of participation in the lifestyle and in the modeling/camming aspect of it all, and I have come to realize that this, whatever you would like to call of this, THIS is something that I love to do.

I posted an ad on site for sessions the other day and have been getting replies, and the more replies I get, the giddier and giddier I get about doing them. I love doing my cam work, but there is nothing quite as exhilarating for me as dominating someone. It is fun for me. It turns me on. It turns me on in ways that other things don't. It is a completely different kind of turning me on. I don't even quite know how to describe it.

There are parts of me that would love to do this just for the pure pleasure of it all. And perhaps at some point I will. Right now, I cannot. I'm not in a place in my life where that is a feasible option for me. I'm leaving the country in less than 3 months and I have bills to pay, things I need to buy in preparation for my trip, money to save for my trip in case of emergency while I'm over seas, and whatever else. I don't have a vanilla job that I can afford to live off of 100%. I would love to do this and do it just because I can and because it does something for me that I didn't understand in my not really vanilla sex life before.

Filming videos is completely different than real sessions. While it is easy and fun doing videos, doing solo videos is different than filming with a submissive or having a session. But even still filming with a submissive is different than a session. A session doesn't require pauses for "wait you can't do that for your store" or "the clip is too long" or "wait there's blood" or something like that. A session you don't have to worry about breaking in between clips for chitchat or planning the next clip or moving the video camera/tripod. A session, you can throw yourself into. You can put your heart into it. For that hour or two, nothing outside of that room matters. And that is the most wonderful thing.

FetishCon 2011

Welp, FetishCon 2011 has come and gone and already I am left wanting more, despite my being bruised, broken and sore as fuck.

I arrived late Wednesday, leaving after work. I got to the Main Sail first and hung out with the absolutely BEAUTIFUL Caramel Dreams. That girl is way more beautiful in person than she is in her pictures, let me just tell you that. We didn't get to hang out too long because she had a session and so I headed over to the Hyatt and met up with Chi (@SpaceCitySoles on twitter) and Ken (@KenPlaysGuitar).

Thursday...what the hell did I do Thursday?? I think I did stuff. I hung out with Chrissy Daniels and while we were shooting in the hallway, we managed to be shooting RIGHT outside Dave from Lone Star Damsel's room, which we did not know until Chrissy was topless and the bell hop was bringing up someone's luggage and it turned out to be Dave!! I was SO excited. Chrissy and I ended up doing a Damsel in Distress clip with Dave which was a blast! Dave is one of my FAVORITE producers to shoot with. He's an absolute blast to work with, plus he blows up my ego so it's about 12 times as large as normal. Anyway, after shooting with Dave, I got ready for my shoot with Dr E. Let me tell you a BIT about Dr E and I. I have been hassling him for THREE PLUS YEARS to shoot. Since before I was a model. I saw his work and fell in LOVE with it. And finally, FINALLY, I was like "dude. you are shooting me at fetishcon." and so we did. Aaaaand. I showed up wearing a fake mustache and mickey ears. yea. After shooting with Dr E (with Whitney Morgan playing instigator/escort) was the Meet and Greet. The Meet and Greet was a blast. I finally got to meet Craig from RAO Entertainment, Jason Ninja (@Jasoninja), Roxie Rae, Chanel (@TSSexyChanel), Goddess XTC and a bunch of other folks in person. After the Meet and Greet...well. Silly Sexy Insanity. We'll leave it at that.

Friday was pretty laid back. I got a lot of browsing done on the Con floor, rode a Symbian at the Clips4Sale booth as well as busting Slave Andy there. Friday night I shot with Ken for four hours of insanity, which included the soon to be infamous Epic Tits vs Sugar Tits clip with Whitney Morgan. Let me just say...Boobie Sweat might be my newest favorite term EVER. Not only could I not stop laughing the whole time, but I looked absolutely hilarious in shorts, knee high socks, and a tank top. Ken isn't a published producer..YET. But, let me just tell you that this clip was the most fun clip I have ever filmed. Cat fighting, hair pulling, forced foot worshiping, tickling, spanking, wrestling, grappling, nylons, bondage, name calling, boob smothering, ...you name it, it happened. Afterwards, I about died laughing for at least 20 minutes.

Saturday, I had to be up WAY early for a shoot with Charlee Chase. We shot a bunch of tickling stuff, wrestling, hair washing and SPH/masturbation instruction. So fun!! After that, I harassed Dave and ended up wearing a Riddler costume (as in Batman) for most of the rest of the day, running around manically laughing as I jumped, molested, groped, fondled and poked people with Dave from Lone Star. It was hilarious...exhausting, but hilarious. My legs now hurt like a bitch (I was running on my tippy toes) but the price of beauty and fun was totally worth it.

Sunday, I woke up really early for breakfast with Dave, then shot a few clips with him for my store (tickling and leotard stuff), then walked the floor buying stuff (new Girdlebound piece and new fetish heels!! :D) before shooting with Jason Ninja, Goddess XTC and Whitney Morgan. Finally, headed home and called the whole thing a weekend.

At some point, I kissed everyone I saw while wearing a fake mustache. I flogged some bitches. The valet told me that my mustache was sexy. I met Miss Foot Night 2010 (Shauna Ryanne) and shot with her for SpaceCitySoles with Scarlett Lush and Whitney Morgan. I goofed off, molested a bunch of tits and ass, rubbed my titties on a bunch of people, got eyeball fucked by Captain Jack, had a couple sessions, made some moolah, drank a lot of alcohol, talked to people I haven't seen in ages, and did not get a whole lot of sleep. All in all, it was a most excellent weekend. There was a mustache musical in my room to the tune of Lonely Island's Captain Jack Sparrow (partially inspired I think by Captain Jack walking around molesting boobs).