Dreams of a little Kajira

Loituma (Ievan Polkka) on violin

Sun, 16 Aug 2009 14:31:09 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Queen of the Waffle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Ban Left Marriage!

Sun, 16 Aug 2009 12:12:21 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Queen of the Waffle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

OMG?

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 18:24:48 GMT

OK Seriously Lilly is moving to a new account name (finally)!! Add lilly_noodle to your friends list or... she will cry!

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

So close yet...

Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:16:04 GMT

A response to this girl's Coming Out Letter from an Uncle...

[old Name],
Here is my response to your e mail: Unless someone has walked a mile in another person's shoes they have no right to judge. In light of that statement B and I hold no judgement or contempt for you. We will NEVER turn our backs on you. You are blood and we love you no matter what decisions you've made. I will always be your uncle and she your aunt in-law.

I think it's safe for me to speak on behalf of this whole family when I say that we believe that life is precious. We've all had to learn this the hard way. Your life is more precious to us than the decisions you've made or even the way you feel about yourself.

I also don't believe that God is mad or condeming of you. He came to save this world not to condem it. I understand what it is like to do some "soul searching" or "finding yourself" in life. Some people have to try and raise a family on their own and some have to backpack through Europe! You're at an transitional stage in your life. I do pray though that as you do this "soul searching" that you would take sometime to ask God to reveal Himself to you and what His plan is for your life. You may be an atheist or worship a little frog hopping by but whatever the case may be I promise you that if you ask, with a genuine heart, He will show you who you are and answer all of your questions!

We love you......P, B, E, and I

And to answer your question yes he is always that religious...

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Lilly was collared February 13th 2009 by her Mistress Trinity Dejavu

Mon, 16 Feb 2009 04:02:34 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

The West Wing- Bible Lesson

Sat, 07 Feb 2009 17:24:56 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Super Mario Brothers - Frustration

Wed, 04 Feb 2009 23:08:19 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

#1 Happy Valentine's Day w/ Jeff & Walter

Wed, 04 Feb 2009 21:43:26 GMT

Love
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Good News everyone...

Thu, 29 Jan 2009 13:38:25 GMT

Lily has been safely kidnapped by Mistress and is having a wonderful time, please forgive her for taking so long to post she haas just been really busy and we just got broadband installed so we had no internets till today.

Will be having pictures soon of everything.

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

ENGLAND!!!

Sat, 24 Jan 2009 14:27:55 GMT

in 12 hours time this girl is going to be getting on a plane to fly to England to be with the woman she loves.

*fidgets nervously*

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Captured Lillys...

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 01:47:38 GMT

The Following is a story this girl has started to write about this girl being captures by a Modern Day Gorean Male, If you are triggery or squeamish do not read... oh and totally NSFW.

Groggy and sore I wake up, my head pounding and spinning. “What a…” the words never finish as the unfamiliar room comes into focus.

Looking around quickly I realize I am in a small room still wearing the white Silks from the Halloween party the night before but my purse was no where to be seen. then instinctively a hand clutches at her Mistress’s collar making sure it’s still there, breathing a heavy sigh of relief as my hand wrap around the smooth steel.
Slowly I stand up trying to get my bearings “Ok Lilly how did you get here… think… the last thing you remember was chatting up with a cute boy who admired your outfit and getting really dizzy and going to sit down…”
“Isn’t that cute, you even speak in third person...” a voice said smoothly
I squeaks and almost fall over as I look up to see the cute boy in the doorway, “I… You… where am I… what’s going on… I wasn’t…”
“Quiet Kajira!” He snaps in that same smooth voice.
This time I yelp and start to blush bright crimson as I look down at the floor in front of me. My mind reeling and yelling ‘Oh Shit, he’s Gorean!’
I am just able to make out a smile on his lips “You are to address me as Master Jake, is that understood?”
My hearts now pounding wanting to run, wanting to scream, unable to move , a millions thoughts going though my head and I open my mouth to protest…
“Yes Master Jake.” Is all I hear in a small squeak of a voice.
“No strip.” he orders
I don’t move…
“I said strip!”
I sway starting too feel lightheaded and nauseous again but remain ridged and scared.
Suddenly he swoops forward, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning into mine as her cool voice rings though my ears “Do as I say kajira! Now Strip!”
My body shivers weakly from his crisp smooth words, my breathing now shaky as I try to wrap my head around what’s going on still in shock my body still on autopilot. It was only when I felt the cold air brush over my breasts did I realize that I had already removed my top. I look up while my head still lowered, my shaking hands at the hem of skirt as I pause, looking at a strong forceful gaze staring back at my. I let out an almost inaudible whimper as I tug at the strings causing the Silks to fall to the floor at her feet leaving her exposed and shaking.
Standing there in silence my mind slowly starts to put everything together and I realize just how much trouble I was in. Standing locked naked in what seems to be the basement of a Gorean Masters home. I feel war tears start to roll down my cheeks my body going limp.
“Display girl” he whispers into my ear.
My body responding automatically to his words, shaking weakly from the cold my legs spreading shoulder length, my hands twitching a few times before reluctant to uncover my smooth hairless sex and places behind mi head. The warm tears still streaming down my cheeks as a slowly raise my head up still looking to the floor. My chest now heaving for every heavy breath my small perky breasts cold my nipples hard.
Master Jake slowly begins to circle around me examining my body. His hand reaching out to brush over one of my breasts cause almost a bolt of electricity to shoot though me, my legs almost giving out. He smiles hungrily down at me as my body betrays me further the fire inside me starting to stir and a soft moan to escape my lips.
“The fire is bright in your belly kajira, isn‘t it.” Master Jake growls softly into my ear. His hand slipping down to hold onto my tummy his fingers playing with my belly ring a little before gripping me firmly.
“N… I… Yes, Master Jake” I whimpered quietly
“Louder”
I whimper softly.
He squeezes harder.
“Yes, Master Jake” As soon as the words come out his hands slides down to between my legs her fingers brushing just barely over my sex causing whimpered moan and my legs to give out. Falling wordlessly to the floor I burst into sobs, trying to hide my body and just dissapear.
Master Jake just stands there… waiting.
What seems like hours pass but realistically probably only about a minutes passed. Suddenly he grabbed me by the hair and pulls forcing me to my knees.
“Nadu girl.” her orders coolly.
Once again my body complies legs spreading hands palm up resting on my upper thigh, my head raised and my eyes lowered. My sobbing choked back but still there.
“Now what was a collared kajira doing out without her Master?”
“I… she…” I hiccup, “her M-Mistress gave h-her perm-mi-mision to vo-volunteer at the d-dance… M-Master Jake… an-and she wasn‘t a-alone…”
“No wonder the fire in your belly is so strong, you have just been longing to be captured by a Man. Your body must just be begging to be used for the pleasures of Man… to warship Him… to obay his every command… Haven‘t you kajira!”
Stammering reeling I desperately wish to argue, to explain, to protest but I can’t I know there is only three words he wants to here and anything else will probably only lead to a beating… then again this girl will get a beating anyways so why not… “N-no Sir, she loves her Mistress very much.” My body swelled with pride as I spoke those words, Mistress’s collar feeling as though it was filling me with a protective glow…
SLAP
The back of his hand strikes me across the face sending me sideways to the floor, I let out a yelp then hiss at him as he grabs me by my hair dragging from the room.
“Let me go! My Mistress will come for me!”
“And she will meet the same fate as you!”
“What you’re going to try and drug Her too? How manly, resorting to using drugs to get your way, you’re just a coward!” I spit and flail trying to scratch him to get free.
Unfortunately I probably should have paid more attention and once Master Jake unceremoniously threw me into the new room sending me tumbling over unto a slump. This room was furnished though, there was a large leather chair up on a platform in the corner, several kinds of benches with hooks and chains on them, several chains on the wall and the ceiling. Looking over I saw that he was going though some sort of dresser and I took my chance and lunged for the door, turning the knob and tugging, pulling and shaking but the door won’t budge.
Master Jake just snorts and tosses four red leather cuffs at my feet and barks “Put those on slave!”
“You put them on!” I spit back continuing to try and force the door open
CRACK
I scream as a shearing pain slashes my back causing to collapse and look around to see a whip dangling from his right hand.
“Put Them On!” he barks more fiercely raising the whip.
CRACK
I try to move but the whip is far to quick and lands another brutal hit on me back. The pain is excruciating causing me to once again burst into tears as I weakly scramble for the cuffs. My hands shaking badly as I fit the first one then let out a little squeak when I hear a little click as it lock. Dread once again washes over me as I look up at Master Jake standing with is whip at hand raising it up once more. Quickly I start to fumble with the other cuffs trying to get them on to prevent he whip again. Once all the cuffs are clicked on he smirks and walks over near his chair.
“Heel!”
I sand and start shuffling over to him nervously.
CRACK
The whip licks my inner thigh an inch from my surprisingly moist sex. I scream and clutch my thigh whimpering glaring up at him.
“Crawl slave! Do it again!” he spits down at me pointing to the door.
Still whimpering I crawl back to the door, only to turn around and crawl back to his feet. He reaches down grabbing my wrist pulling me effortlessly up and throwing my stomach first onto one of the benches. Before I can move my wrist is locked in place so I can’t get up, he then grabs my free hand which was trying to unhook my other and does the same. I start flailing my legs trying to wrench myself free.
CRACK
The whip sears around my ass causing me to howl in pain.
“Stay Still!” He growls as he grabs my ankles locking them spread so I can’t move, leaving me completely exposed.
CRACK
I swear at him!
CRACK
I threaten Him!
CRACK CRACK
I scream and cry out, the pain searing over my back, the marks feeling like they have split open and are on fire.
CRACK
I cry, “Please Master Jake!! Please stop!! This kajira begs you!!”
CRACK
My body gives up, collapsing against the bench sobbing weakly.
“Think that’s enough… for now slave, you best watch your tongue and do as you are told from now on or it will be much worse, is that understood?” Hi voice moving around as he speaks out of my vision. I hear drawers open and other sounds as her speak.
“Y-yes, Master Jake” I whimper
“Good girl” He whispers as he lays a cool cloth on my back causing me to gasps weakly. “there that should help sooth your back a bit. You are quite a spirited one girl, never seen someone take so much from my whip before. You will take a while to break but break you I must girl”

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Kamelot - Karma (Live)

Tue, 13 Jan 2009 21:41:53 GMT

I am a king of honor
gold and glory
but every king must also die
have I been just and righteous
what is glory
I know I've torn and taken life
and here I stand
a small and simple man

who will trade his karma for my kingdom
a sacrificial rite to render truth
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom
cause all you do in life comes back to you

I am a king in crisis
counting minutes
there is an ending to my reign
my sins have come to face me
I can feel it
that I have lived my life in vain
and now I know I'll reap
the seeds I've sown

who will trade his karma for my kingdom
a sacrificial rite to render truth
the fire in my soul rejects my wisdom
cause all you do in life comes back to you

am I mad
I feel so void and cold
who can tell
who holds the stories untold
tired and trembling
I am descending
will I have to stay here
and live this life again

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

January 25th...

Wed, 24 Dec 2008 16:39:45 GMT

Well think it's time for a serious update cause it's been quite a while. Just suck at doing none rant posts.

Anyway Lilly is ready for the Holidays to be over. All it does is stress people out far too much and makes everyone insane. this girl would much rather just skip the rest of the year and have it be January so she can have the x-mas party for the cool side of the family then fly to England to be with Mistress.

Over the past few months Mistress and this girl have been becoming so close to each other. Lilly can honestly say she loves Her more than the sun, the moon and all the stars in the sky. Mistress is this girl's light, her rock, her straight, her everything. We have even been looking at collars together for this girl and the plan Lilly thinks is to have a nice ceremony on February 4th (our anniversary) where this girl will be officially collared as well as we will both sigh a slave contract. After that this girl will be officially and forever her Mistress's proud property.

Lilly knows there are a few vanilla people here who would not get and/or be worried about what this girl just said. Don't worry this girl would not be going into this if Mistress has not proven just how amazing and trust worthy She is.

Which reminds this girl, thanks to Mistress this girl is finally starting to build up the courage to stand up for herself again. And even a bigger shock, helping bring out the Dominant side of Lilly, seriously there is a dominant side, Everyone was shocked, Mistress, Lilly, all of her friends. It couldn't have come up at a better time either for she has finally put her foot down and started to stand up to Mothra Noodle.

Which bring her to another point she is planning to move out of her parents house finally for sh can't take it anymore. Any thoughts and advise will be much appreciated. The plan is to move out shortly after returning from England in February.

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

HD - Push (2009) - Official Movie Trailer

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 05:47:11 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

"Star Wars" - an a cappella tribute to John Williams

Sat, 20 Dec 2008 15:53:22 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

VOTE OR DIE!!!

Fri, 19 Dec 2008 16:52:23 GMT

Special Comment on Gay Marriage ~ Keith Olbermann

Tue, 11 Nov 2008 19:06:35 GMT

love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

And that is why Obama is better!

Fri, 07 Nov 2008 15:15:55 GMT

The Obama-Biden Transition Project does not discriminate on the basis of race, color, religion, sex, age, national origin, veteran status, sexual orientation, gender identity, disability, or any other basis of discrimination prohibited by law.

~ www.change.gov/page/s/application

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 15:36:59 GMT

BARACK THE VOTE MOTHERFUCKER!!!!

Sarah Palin Got Pranked

Sun, 02 Nov 2008 00:24:04 GMT

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Nothing Else Matters - solo piano, Scott D. Davis

Mon, 20 Oct 2008 01:18:24 GMT

Love you Mistress more than the the whole world, the sun, the moon, and all the stars in the sky. Without your stern hand and loving heart Lilly would not be half the girl she would be today. There are no words strong enough to thank You for all that you have done.

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Happy Halloween!!

Fri, 10 Oct 2008 21:24:58 GMT

This girl needs help, she has no ide what to dress up for on Halloween. She is going to go to this really awesome Transtastic Halloween Ball and really wants a sexy outfit that will turn heads. Please any ideas will help!

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Stollen and modified from someone else...

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 14:19:57 GMT

This girl is a little confused. Let's see if she has this straight.... .

* If you grow up in Hawaii , raised by your grandparents, you're' exotic, different.'

* Grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, a quintessential American story.

* If your name is Barack you're a radical, unpatriotic Muslim.
* Name your kids Willow , Trig and Track, you're a maverick.

*Graduate from Harvard Law School and you are unstable.

* Attend 5 different small colleges before graduating, you're well grounded.

* If you spend 3 years as a brilliant community organizer, become the first black President of the Harvard Law Review, create a voter registration drive that registers 150,000 new voters, spend 12 years as a Constitutional Law professor, spend 8 years as a State Senator representing a district with over 750,000 people, become chairman of the state Senate's Health and Human Services committee, spend 4 years in the United States Senate representing a state of 13 million people while sponsoring 131 bills and serving on the Foreign Affairs, Environment and Public Works and Veteran's Affairs committees, you don't have any real leadership experience.

* If your total resume is: local weather girl, 4 years on the city council and 6 years as the mayor of a town with less than 7,000 people, 20 months as the governor of a state with only 650,000
people, then you're qualified to become the country's second highest ranking executive and next in line behind a man, who is a melanoma survivor, in his eighth decade.

* If you have been married to the same woman for 19 years while raising 2 beautiful daughters, all within Protestant churches, you're not a real Christian.

* If you cheated on your first wife with a rich heiress, and then left your disfigured wife (after she was in a car accident) and married the heiress the next month, you're a true Christian.

* If you teach responsible, age appropriate sex education, including the proper use of birth control, you are eroding the fiber of society.

* If, while governor, you staunchly advocate abstinence only, with no other option in sex education in your state's school system, while your unwed teen daughter ends up pregnant, you're very responsible.

* If your wife is a Harvard graduate laywer who gave up a position in a prestigious law firm to work for the betterment of her inner city community, then gave that up to raise a family, your family's values don't represent America 's.

* If you're husband is nicknamed 'First Dude', with at least one DWI conviction and no college education, who didn't register to vote until age 25, and once was a member of a group that advocated the secession of Alaska from the USA , your family is extremely admirable.

OK, much clearer now.!!!!!

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

From this day forth...

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 02:06:28 GMT

This girl shal no longer be the Queen of the Waffle for the true owner of that title is the one and only Sarah Palin, may the Waffles serve her well in whatever McJob she can manage....

Love,
Lilly A. Noodle, Defender of Toast
=^_^=

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 19:31:15 GMT

* Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the next two to five sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.

"To my dismay, as he returned racing toward the circle of the boskhide whip the girl, a fine wench, managed to sink her teeth into the neck of the kaiila causing it to rear squealing and hissing, then striking at her. By the time Kamchak had cuffed the girl from the animal's neck and struck the kaiila's snapping jaws from her twice-bitten leg and returned to the circle, he had used thirty-five beats."

Volume Four of the Chronicles of Counter-Earth by John Norman - NOMADS OF GOR

P.S. this was the text document version of the book however so probably not the real page 56 but it was the closest cause it is on her iPod.