In just a couple weeks, Mistress Lycia and her boy are flying up here! I am so thrilled to have the opportunity to work and play with her again. The chemistry she and I have in the recording studio is so very beautiful in that our voices are kind of like peanut butter and jelly – two completely different textures that go so fucking good together. It’s going to be very exciting for me to hang out with her because last time she was here a couple years ago, we spent so much time recording that we didn’t even have time to hang out in Bloomington. So this time we’re definitely hoping to wrap up the recordings with enough time to socialize and maybe even have a night on the town, who knows? I guess it depends on the weather. I’m also super stoked that her boy is coming! Maybe my slave and her slave will hit it off and be companions. What will we POSSIBLY do with TWO slaves at our beckon call? Two Mistresses and TWO slaves. You gotta admit, that’s pretty friggin’ hot. I’m tempted to pull out the dungeon furniture again! Wow just thinking about Mistress Lycia has me in a good mood. I fucking love this chick.

This month is full full full!

A new recording is coming soon titled “Lucid Matrix” which involves the universe’s 10 dimensions. It’s intelligent, hot, and out of this world. Literally.

I got dreadlocks a few days ago. Over 8 hours of hair knotting and they’re done! They’ll take about 6 months to mature and look more like dreads, but they’re officially in! I’ve wanted these since I was about 15 years old, so I’m very pleased with em. So hippie and free-spirited! Ever since I was a kid, my dad always called me his little flower child. Guess I was just born in a different generation. Special thanks to my friend Lauren for taking the time to painstakingly knot each one.

My husband and I are going to Virginia a week from now for several days to visit family. So many things to do! So little time! It’s been since Thanksgiving since we went last, so we’re due for another visit. I just love spending time with his family, especially his mother. She really likes me and I really like her which is extraordinary considering she’s my mother-in-law!

Also in regards to the exchange student (we went through an extensive in-person interview, app and referral process), we’ve been APPROVED to host one this year (yay!), but we’ve decided to hold off for a year and do it next year. It’s funny, we tried so hard to get approved and now that we’ve gotten the ok, we’ve decided to wait a year. The timing just has to be right, you know? Having a newborn, a nanny, AND an exchange student all under the same roof in the same month might be too overwhelming for me. So instead, we’ve offered to be volunteers in Indiana for people who wish to host an exchange student. If you wish to host an exchange student, feel free to check out AFS! It’s such a wonderful program and great for experiencing new cultures!

Will give updates as time goes on, have a fabulous day!

Love
Isabella
xooxox

I allow myself to be an easy target, which is why I sometimes receive cruel letters from good people who are deeply insecure. I’ve been called everything from a fat whore to a hypnotist pig to an unfit scary person. Those letters make me more beautiful, so keep sending them! Ironically, one person wrote me today and said I shouldn’t be allowed to do my profession and should change my field. That struck me as funny actually. Didn’t I just mention two entries ago I wanted to change my profession to become a medical doctor? It’ll take years till that’s accomplished, but it’s important to have dreams. Not just that… but it seems equally humorous that one would assume that doctors, hypnotists, well… any profession for that matter… never get sick or get illnesses. Although some might call it denial, I still don’t think I’m sick, and in fact think I am perfectly well (and yes, I can still admit I went 3 nights sleep deprived which may have resulted or been symptoms of the hallucinations). If I were bipolar, I would have really high highs and really low lows. If I had a history of low-low’s then sure, I could see that. But I’ve been consistently high for two years. It’s like an adrenaline rush most of the time and it’s like I’ve been injected with shots of euphoria. The times I’ve been sad, which haven’t been many, lasted at most, two days and they were justified – whether my cat was in the hospital or someone broke up with me or moved out or whatever. So let’s see. In the last 5 years, I’ve experienced tremendous sadness for maybe a total of 10 days. Each one felt justified for sadness. When friend Aaron died, my heart needed to mourn. When my cat was in the hospital (twice), I kept my composure but still felt an ache. When I’ve had relationship troubles, sure I’d cry. It means a lot to me that people have written me and said that’s normal and we ALL go through that. We wouldn’t be human if we never experienced sadness.

Sadness and depression are two different things. I don’t think I’ve lived one depressed day of my life. Not even when I was a child. Sometimes I actually wish I WERE depressed simply so I could reach out to people who ARE depressed so I can help them out of it. Sometimes I wish I could take all the pain and misery from every person on earth and carry it on my shoulders just so other people could feel WELL and ALIVE. But that’s not my purpose during Earth-game. Right now I’m here to help people relieve sexual stress and tension. That’s why erotic hypnosis comes so naturally to me. Fetish is my middle name. Fantasy is where I live. I’m glad that God has a sense of humor with me and allows me to be a sexual Goddess in this game of life because every sign in the world seems to tell me I’m on the right path.

I’ll be the first to admit I’m far from perfect. Sometimes I pretend to be. It’s a game I play. Lately, though, I’ve been stuffing my face with humble pie and the humility tastes really good. I even gave my slave a blowjob this morning for the first time – ever. I did it because I love him and I’m confident enough in my dominant personality to not let labels prevent me from exploring my submissive side too. Anyone who read my journal entries from five years ago knows I was submissive long before I was a dominant. Great mistresses/masters were likely great submissives. How else will the one in charge know what the slave wants? It takes one to know one. Great leaders were likely great followers. It’s how they learned to speak to others and convince them to come along. Great hypnotists were likely great listeners. Great doctors were likely great patients. Now I want to be a doctor because I know what it’s like to need treatment. I know how I want to reach people. I felt that one of the doctors was quite rude to me because he wouldn’t listen to me. I want to be one of those doctors who makes a lifelong positive impact on people’s lives and takes the time to listen and connect with patients. Most doctors, in my opinion, are good people. However, if more of them took communication classes – patients would likely experience healing at a more accelerated rate.

I could write forever. When my fingers design the words that sculpt a brand new journal entry, I get lost in translation. Interpretation is where I tiptoe though, because everyone has different opinions. I only write because I want to connect. It’s hard to find brutally honest people who lay everything out there. It’s a vulnerable journey. If I weren’t vulnerable, I doubt I’d be this successful. If I weren’t honest, my customers would probably see me as “just another erotic hypnotist” or “just another domme on the internet.” There are days all I want to do is put my real name out there instead of hiding behind the fictious name, “Isabella Valentine.” Friends and family say using a stage name is the smart, safe, and cautious thing to do. Others say it’ll benefit future paths to remain cloaked, since I’m technically in the adult field. But I gotta admit, it sucks sometimes to have a real name and a fake name. Thankfully, the two personas overlap nicely and what I believe, Isabella believes. Is it just a name? When I created the character of Isabella Valentine, I gave her a fake birthday and a fake city to live in and fake interests, because I wanted people to like her. However people liked me more when I was honest. And my income more than quadrupled just by showing vulnerability. For years, I’ve poured honesty onto the pages and many people lurk my blog without commenting. Sometimes people have nothing to say. Sometimes they have everything to say but don’t know how to say it. Who is my audience? Anyone who wants to know me.

I’m past the point of trying to impress people. The life I live is the one I’ve designed myself. And everyone has the ability to do the same thing. That’s the difference between someone confident and someone snobby. A confident person thinks, “I’m great and so is everyone else.” And a snob thinks, “I’m great and no one else is.” I can tell you right now that all I want to do is empower people. It turns me on (even sexually) to watch people become their best selves. In the last year, I’ve humbly learned that I cannot change people. Sure everyone knows this age-old secret, but it doesn’t mean I believed it. I can reframe opinions, sure. But a person only changes if they want to change. And THAT is why I’ve learned to find humor in replies from insecure people who send, what I call “target letters,” designed to get a rise out of me. The only rise I might get is a hard clitty.

This does beg the question, are our emotions solid? I can’t help but doubt it. If I had a penny for each time I’ve changed my mind, evolved, or changed my perspective, I think I’d be a trillionaire by now. Answers I gave a month, a year, or five years ago will certainly appear differently now. I certainly hope so, too! If we aren’t willing to improve by changing our minds, how can we be role models for our voyeurs? It takes a strong person to be willing to change course on a different life path. More power to them! If they happen to hallucinate along the way cause they’re having a beautiful spiritual experience, then by all means introduce me to them!

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

I accidentally walked in on her naked in MY bathtub this morning and ever since then, my brain has turned to mush. I want her in every sexual way possible right now. Now, just gotta work on my charisma so it’ll lead us into the bedroom together.

One thing is for sure, we’re recording a dual tag-team hypnosis recording TONIGHT, and we’ll release the finished product first thing TOMORROW.

Words cannot explain what is going on through my head right now. I suppose most under-rated emotions I’m feeling right now are: horny, aroused, excited, nervous, anxious, happy, ecstatic, nauseus (in a good way), and aaaahhhhhhhh (if that’s an emotion) and all those feelings you get when you’re about to go on stage for the first time in front of a crowd of people.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

P.S. If you want to peek at the two of us teasing each other during our time together, check out this thread on Inraptured. I’m sure we’ll be adding to it while she’s still here.

Searching for a slavegirl reminds me of a secluded beach I went to recently… I drove over what reminded me of a different planet because as far as I could see, all I saw was lava rock, asphalt, and black stones. After 15 minutes of a rough and bumpy ride, I arrived at a beautiful oasis. A gorgeous paradise. A secluded beach. If this same beach were anywhere else, then it would have been overwhelmed with tourists, vendors, gas stations, and hotels. Less than a handful of people walked the beach – they knew the hidden secret. The location was a diamond in the rough. My search for a slavegirl is perhaps similar to that. I’ve had a bumpy ride and hit many obstacles along the way, however I am confident that my ride will end one day and I’ll reach that special place when the two of us finally meet. I want a slaveboy as well as a slavegirl and it appears I *may* have found my slaveboy but first we’re going to spend a week together to see how compatible we are. Having a boy slave fulfills a huge desire of mine to always have someone with whom I can assign tasks, labor, and all the stuff I don’t really want to do. But when the right female wears my collar, our connection will include the best of all worlds: romance, trust, affection, communication, and loyalty. I’m willing to wait for the right one, because as we’ve all learned, sometimes the best ones can be hard to find, or perhaps people often find what they’ve been searching for when they stop looking for it.

In the meantime, here are some photos. Actually, this is the same shirt I was referring to in the previous entry about the Zales girl. Happy Thanksgiving!

Love
Isabella
xooxox

P.S. Thank you so much to everyone who sent generous gifts and packages while I was gone. I am completely overwhelmed with some of the items I received and am TRULY blown away and flattered. Sometimes I really don’t think I deserve all of it… I’ll post some photos of the gifts in a later entry.

I’m seeking a submissive or a slave (female or male) who is willing to do me a favor. I have a recording called “Love Spell” which was released approx. 2 years ago and it desperately needs to be re-recorded and remastered. Who is willing to listen to the entire recording and spend a few hours writing every word that I said on the recording so I can re-read the script and add some new stuff? The whole thing needs to be redone and it would save me a day’s worth of work if someone would listen to the mp3 and re-write whatever I said in the recording. Things I don’t like about the recording: you can hear me swallowing between statements, lips making sounds cause I was too close to mic, too much reverb, and some of the phrases would have had a stronger impact re-worded differently. So that’s my reason behind it.

Anyone willing to do it? Come forth, come forth. My only requirement is that you not have other priorities going on (family, work, travel, etc.) because I need this relatively soon. The quicker the better. Whoever helps me out will not only receive a free copy of the remastered version, but you’ll earn good favor with me (which is pretty darn difficult) and may receive another free mp3 in the future.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

One of the girls said to me, “You want the whole package, huh?” and I said yes. I know I ask a lot out of a person, but that’s what I want. It may take me quite some time to find that special girl, but it will happen. I’m being patient because it takes a bit of time to get to know someone. So anyway, I’m talking to a lot of girls and two or three of them seem nice, but I still have a lot more to find out to see how compatible we are. I’m allowed to be picky because most of my past relationships have failed because I wasn’t picky ENOUGH. I usually would just date anyone who was kind to me and let me be dominant, but I need more than that. I need an obedient slave-girl who makes me their entire world (and someone with whom there is mutual physical and mental attraction). I won’t settle for anything less. And neither should anyone else.

Oh here are some photoshop experiments, just playing around:

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

Fetish MP3: Glory Hole Sissy Slave

Isabella walks into an adult porn shop with Mistress Alexandra and Her slave tommi.

You take on the role of slave tommi, a shy sissy who dreams of sucking real cock at a glory hole but has never actually done it. In this recording, We convince you to go down into the basement of the porn shop and suck Mistress Alexandra’s strapon… which of course, is replaced quickly by a real penis. You are then told to swallow load after load from different guys and learn to enjoy it! Pretty soon you’re craving the taste of cum!

After you obediently suck cock, Isabella talks with the manager of the store and convinces them to hire you as a 24-hour cocksucker at the gloryholes. You earn all the cum and Alexandra keeps all the money. All the cum you ever wanted… right in the glory holes!

Play free sample below (Use stereo headphones!)

Format: MP3 Download
Sound Quality: Professional-First Rate
Vocal Sound Effects: No
Prop Sound Effects: Yes
Background Music: Yes
Overdubbing Vocals: Yes
Length: 12 minutes, 54 seconds
People Involved: Isabella and Alexandra
Zip File Size: Approx. 25 MB
Price: $19.99
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