Eros Slave, The Peeling

“Trust me,” he said as the corner of his lips slightly upturned into a love so tender grin. He was no Elvis.

Without warning, He let her finger slip out of his hand and headed for the dark beckoning night.

She wanted to do exactly that- trust him for eternity. Even though she was standing up, her legs parted to offer him every inch.

He only lightly stroked the outside of her thigh with his fingertips- never even closing his hand or squeezing the twitching flesh.

Please take me with you! Rhonda winced. It did no good. His smile remained the same but his eyes twinkled- throughly pleased by the fact she ached for him to join her.

‘Come back at the end… we can fly home together!’ She begged.

‘Close your eyes, I will be with you all night and the night after that! You will never be alone again, not tonight or any other night- unless you want to.’

His voice was rough and seductive as if he’d been courting the moon.

This is an excerpt- Rhonda’s story of Eros, immortality, love and lusty Vampire Slavery as told by Mystery Mika

Unwilling she squeezed- attempting to hold in the dew droplets that made her insides swell and nipples harden as they seemed to be frozen within the center of the pulsating, rhythmic Altamont Speedway.

Why doesn’t he just take me? She pondered to herself through an Ecstasy- Vino Noir haze. She had drank a lot of wine but the full bodied fermented blossoms did not dampen her craving for his juices. Instead she floated half conscious on a mosaic cloud.

I would do anything he asked of me, at this point in the game- Right or Wrong. She tried to correct her thoughts but her Will was too strong and strung out to listen to reason.

Power driven, the unconcerned patrons strutted and danced for one another. Slightly they pressed their sweating body against hers as they answered the beat of the base guitar. The razor sounds had no impact on her. She only had feelings for him.

There were too many people between them and he was almost at the edge of the massive crowd. For an instant- he paused to tease himself with the neck of a sun dipped brunette and then he moved onto a milky blond. Each invited him. With her eyes completely closed, Rhonda could witness his every stroke before his bite.

According to his whispers, this is how she was to learn to hunt for him if and when there was a need. Even though she was not a killer she looked forward to the moment that she could do something for him. After watching him do it so many times, she thought that she was more than ready to suck the blood out.

The only part that she hated was when he did it- the women experienced so much pleasure before the end came. Rhonda told her self that that pleasure should only be hers but she knew that the closest she would ever get to it would to feed him.

He mocked her jealousy by saying that he preferred his women dripping from all crevices.

In time she would get her chance. The day would arrive that she will be summoned to his rescue. He told her that she is in training for that day. Until then she should focus on getting what she wanted from her power.

So, quietly she watched him dance and hunt the crowd. From where she stood it looked as if he was having the time of his life. Every since she was little , she wanted his kind of Edge.

Rhonda’s noticed how her tongue got hot as soon as he got close enough to grip the unsuspecting next victim.

He circled a blonde’s pale earlobe with his nose. His right hand found its way under her skirt. With a sharp finger nail, he slit her pantyhose. Under her maddening platinum curls he slowly sniffed the back of her extended neck as she tossed her head back to the shrill guitar.

Again, His needle thin fangs located behind his porcelain dentures bite into her jugular vein. The blond sank to her knees in wasted tantrum snatching like an animal at his belt buckle.

Rhonda wanted at least that much from him but her skinned was already peeled and her fibrous muscle was too tough for him to waste. She was a Keeper. He wanted her for something other than a quick meal. He wanted her soul as a host for his afflicted memories. Rhonda was in training to be his Eros Slave for the next century.

In her dreams he made her follow him to the concerts where he liked to feed. As a captive she was made to understand his thirst and intentions. Now that she knew his secrets- she did not want to disappoint or loose him. She felt empty when she angered him and abandoned when he blocked her out of his consciousness. She hated the things he did but could not bare to turn her back on him. Aside from that she wanted the wealth of immortality.

Stay with them. He motioned into the air as he levitated a few feet over the crowd. Go do your thang! Dance, enjoy the music. Let loose…Find a guy or girl. Have some fun, he ordered.

Obediently she stopped in her tracks and turned around to face the opposite direction. Rhonda forced herself not to look back over her shoulder. What he did was his business. If she was lucky she would never see him again.

Unfortunately she was already peeled away too much of her humanity. There was no turning back from the journey she was on. She was mad and would likely die in jail for unmentionable, blood sport crimes if he decided he had no use for her.

I will be becoming a full vampire when he is ready for my service! She tapped her heart. She smiled to herself as she noticed the irregular flutter. As the pounding gets weaker- I get stronger. Good bye 9-5!

Her heart tried to fight but it was no use- her soul was committed to leaving this human slave life behind. She hated the President, the company she worked for and her neighbor’s chihuahua.

Ten years ago, she was at the top of her game. She had a boat house and hot girlfriend. She was average looking and grateful until the War and all the pay cuts that followed. After she lost her job, the only thing that made her feel alive was sex with strange men. The next morning she would scrub herself and try to wash the agonizing desperation down the drain.

Until she met her Vampire Master, she wanted nothing to do with the sinister film of her actions. When she found him, she found herself. He offered her everlasting peace by letting her blood run to her knees. When she was on the brink of life he stuck his ancient cock in her mouth and allowed her to taste a few droplets of his immortality. He withdrew the pipeline before she could get her fill. It was enough how ever to make her rush to the window when he arrived.

On the first night that she flew with him, she had lied to herself. She said that she was only going to do it once his way. She promised that she would beg God for forgiveness and stick to it. She told herself that she would bring him into the light but instead she was engulfed into his velvet lusty night.

His embrace was unforgettable.

His lips moved to overwrite the smoke in the air: ‘there’s plenty of time, you’re not going anywhere alone again- unless you want to!’

Thinking back to the beginning she laughed out loud at her silly worries. Her average girly concerns.

From their first kiss, she knew she was chosen to be his mate. She was annoyed with human artificial hypocrite love.

Now, not only did she want him to have her body; she wanted to give him her silent discretion.

Every time he mounted her, his ivory silhouette was frozen as he pumped because she stopped time to measure his honesty.

Was this true love? Would he commit to her? Did she have what it takes to become a real vampire. Deep down did disbelief still exist? Could she be a monster?

Was there nothing to stop her from making his power her advantage?

Tune in next time for Eros Slave, The Longing as told by Mystery Mika!

Welcome Amsterdam Craigslist

This is almost the place Amsterdam Vixens. Pantyhose Haven is just a click away. It would have been so much easier to just include my email address and website url http://www.pantyhosehaven.net in my invitation on craigslist Amsterdam but craigslist.org won’t allow it. Please check out Mystery Mika’s exciting premiere pantyhose fetish fantasy dancer listing.

The experience of adding your Pantyhose Portrait, stage name and location promises to be everything you dream of by offering you a tasteful listing opportunity. Pick up some new fans by becoming a part of the ever evolving erotic fantasy gallery.

Training for Pantyhose Haven

A sexy girl’s car is often used for more than driving. In some ways a car is like our second home. I keep back up hair products, perfume, make up, clothes and of course- pantyhose!

My nylons are kept in a silky bag with a sachet of lavender right next to my roadside emergency kit in the trunk.

If I need to make a quick change, I try to hide however there is always someone who catches the indecent show

ahh that video was a perfect lesson for those of you who are planning to list yourselves at Pantyhose Haven.

watch it again and again until you can work at that slow pace.

Timing is everything when you are working with a Foot Fetish.

The Ultimate Trick Daddy or the Pioneer of the Modern Poster

Thunder had come and gone unnoticed. The crowd was thick and streamed inside without a break. Women wiggled and clanked rock glasses in the misty folds of the party atmosphere. Jack Daniels, Hennessy and Tequila were a plenty for their disposal.

Sally was so cute in her pink fishnets. My adoration for her could keep me up all night painting if I didn’t have bills to pay.

The men where relieved to be in the friendly confines. They toasted and boosted as they tossed off another difficult week.

Nothing has changed in Chicago- more lay offs and the cost of fuel still climbing higher, leaves every class wondering how bad it’s gonna get.

Location changes but History keeps repeating itself.

Moments in life can be a symphony of occurrences until a tinker bell comes along and turns it into a movement. Henri Toulouse Lautrec achieved exactly that by using the risque Entertainer as his muse.

Watch this video to see where Mystery Mika draws inspiration.

Mannheim Road off of the Eisenhower Expressway near Chicago is about as close as you will get to Paris 1890.

Hopefully my upcoming poster art will make you want to come have a beer at Bobby’s Bar!

Pantyhosehaven.net

Pantyhose Haven is a premiere listing set up for the Fantasy Dancer from coast to coast. In keeping with Mika’s Summer Showgirl School 2008 pantyhose fetish focal point- I’ve chosen to narrow the images to showcase the ladies wearing pantyhose and stockings. Consider the pantyhose as a uniform that may be dressed up or left bare.

The goal of Pantyhose Haven is give an alternative marketing venue and listing for Fantasy Dancers to present themselves exactly the way they choose to be displayed.

The dancer does not need to worry about her tasteful, sexy image being sandwiched between explicit sex ads and generic sex content. I love music so I’ve linked a few sexy celebrity videos! All of the videos have a lot of celebrity leg action to make the Entertainer listing a jolly to troll!

It is not necessary to show your face, but I do suggest that you summit photos of your true body- not to misled your possible patrons. Digital photos may be submitted via email. Email your photo within the body of your email to pantyhosehaven@rocketmail.com

suggestive tasteful full frontal pantyhose view

Please include your Stage name, Club name, City and State. A line about yourself is optional.

No phone numbers will be listed. Pantyhose Haven is not a Escort Service or Dating Network.

Mystery Mika will work hard to make Pantyhose Haven a valuable tool in helping you as an Entertainer to build a loyal following.

Lucky Bunny Foot

Once upon a midnight hop, a bunny found himself against a blank wall with two very pretty feet willing to be stalled.

He was clever Bunny that never left home without his tool bag of clippers, nail files and sand for those rough feet. This Lucky Bunny was a hard worker and never shrieked from a challenge.

Always he searched for a pair of frisky feet attached to a girl that needed a loyal place to sleep.

Ho low. The Lucky Bunny was extremely clever to keep his long, horny, tall, poky cock friend tucked under his skin.

When he moved his cotton tail there was left a BIG, round, wet spot but no evidence on the wall.

What a Lucky Bunny.

Not the End.

The Lucky Bunny is a very sincere foot slave. He is clever to know how to pick the feet.

As the other story goes… these feet are made for walking. Through thick and thin those pretty toes always find their way right back to him.

Sometimes when he is Extremely Lucky the pretty toes are encased in silky pantyhose and stuffed into sharp fashionable boots.

In his Funny Bunny dreams they stand up and walk allllllllll over him!

Since you are such a loyal foot slave I bet you can quietly watch another sexy hot Boot Mistress do some walking!

Old Fashion Foot Slave

Once upon a time Mistress life was clean and simple.. then one day, along came crack and messed up all the ’slave’ expectations.

Foot sessions were once intended for the Mistress’s enjoyment.

It’s about 4am in Chicago. The best my tired feet can get is a cool breeze from the opened window behind the computer scree.

I need to be up in three hours. If only there were a willing old fashion foot slave to offer gentle kisses that tend to my aching feet!

The History of Pantyhose

Sexy American tap dancer, Singer, Actress and Showgirl Ann Miller (God Bless her Heart April 12,1923 - January 22, 2004) invented the Pantyhose in the 1940’s as a solution to continual torn stockings during filming of dance production numbers. Before Ann’s Pantyhose idea the common practice was to sew hosiery to briefs worn by the Entertainer. At Ann Miller’s request, her hosiery was manufactured for her as a single piece!

Look at this legend go! Mystery Mika wants one of those classy black costumes. The feathered sides make her look so elegant. The black hosiery is a magnificent accent.

Here we have another Ann Miller performance. It is difficult to tell but it looks as though she has sewn black appliques to the hips of her hosiery. I may be able to whip up a Mystery Mika version of this costume.

Now enjoy Ann’s yellow bottom shaking the blues away! Love it baby. This is show biz all dressed up in beautiful expressive Pantyhose. All Hail the Inventor!

Are you in love with Ann Miller yet? If you have a Pantyhose fetish then watching the Showgirl who put the panty and the hose together is too damn hot!

Kisses Cadettes! Yet another Mystery unfolds. This Pantyhose summer of 2008 will be amazing as we push and run with the Pantyhose.

Pantyhose 4 More

Happy Wednesday Pantyhose Slave. As I sit here soaking up the sun and typing to you I am sweating into the soft cotton crotch of my magnetic nylons that are clinging to my browned sturdy legs. I’ve been dancing all night.

In about an hour I’m on my way to dance some more and sweat some more into the silky pores of my pantyhose.

When I get to work I may just decide to switch pantyhose for a cooler pair… these ones will be baked with my crotch candy by the end of the drive… depends on whether or not I open the sun roof and part my thighs.

If there’s time, I’ll stop at the drug store to pick up an entirely fresh box or two of pantyhose. My work bag is crammed with moderately used stockings and sheer to waist pantyhose. If I want to wear those some more I really should do it while I am at home.

The best way to sweat in my pantyhose at home is to take my dog for a run while wearing the nylons under my jogging pants.

I much rather do that to insure quality Mystery Mika Pantyhose to my Pantyhose Sluts than to than to wear three at a time in the summer.

Be sure to instant message your Pantyhose Mistress today at http://www.mysterymika101@yahoo.com for a delicious pair of Pantyhose.

If you are in Chicago, stop in at Bobby’s Bar you get them fresh out of my steaming bag.

All tributes are accepted with paypal.

Mika’s Pantyhose 4 more Vitamin F (FUN) are $25. Not only is Mystery Mika wearing them for Fun… Mika’s Pantyhose are officially for Sale!

Make ‘em runnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn sluts!

Second Skin

Dungeons have many items for severity. When I swung a whip for a living my favorite matter of bondage was the Pantyhose. I thought it was sexy to peel off my second skin and use it to restrain my slave. This is why I’ve chosen to use everything Pantyhose as my first Mystery Mika fetish focal point.

With this Pantyhose Fetish lesson, Cadettes, you will embark upon the wild spectrum of how far a Mistress can develop a Pantyhose Fetish. We will study the light pantyhose slave, the Love pantyhose slave and the severe punishable pantyhose slave over this summer of 2008!

Upcoming we have a Pantyhose video from one of my Favorite youtube.com Pantyhose Priestesses- Penelope Pantyhose. In her videos she is normal, matter of fact which is very much in line with the core of a fetish like Pantyhose. Basically Penelope could be any woman. Her makeup isn’t dramatic and her hair isn’t rock star. She is desirable because she could easily be in the office cubical right next door to you wearing her silky second skin that hugs her tender thigh.

Pantyhose Slavery isn’t about whips and chains. This nylon fetish is all about Presence and texture.

Unlike many other fetishes, Pantyhose are very accessible. Many women wear them on a daily basis which means that men who get off on pantyhose have their fantasy present at most times throughout their day. This is a great insight to the Pantyhose slave.