Be sure to follow the link for each auction, so you can bid! They each have a different auction duration, so don’t miss out!
Be sure to follow the link for each auction, so you can bid! They each have a different auction duration, so don’t miss out!
AUCTIONS ARE LOCATED HERE: http://www.ebanned.net/cgi-bin/auction/auction.cgi?action=showme&user=Pr1ncesssarah
…and they have been worn WELL.
My first Ebanned auction in years is up and ready for bidding. Find my listings HERE. My user ID is Pr1ncesssarah. I live in sunny Florida now, so the stink I can work up on my sweaty, slick feet is fucking amazing. It’s top-shelf elixir for the most discriminating foot aficionado. Just think of all the fun you could have, with the blinds drawn and the doors locked while you jerk off and fantasize for 24 hours straight.
It’s that time again…
Today, the sexy Miss Kayla is coming over, as well as Lilith Astaroth. I’m still packing and doing last-minute stuff, including updating my store so that you pervs will have enough to hold you over until I get back.
I’m really looking forward to this, as I do every year, and I can’t wait to really enjoy it, rather than WORK it. Fuck that. I’m here to have fun, abuse boys who have come from out of state to see me, and make a few videos with people I really like.
Tomorrow, Goddess Kyaa is coming over to fuck around all day, then we are going out to dinner with a kink party 8-strong! I’ll bet you’re drooling over the chance to be a fly on that wall, you filthy boys! Let’s see who’s brave enough to throw himself into the lionesses’ den. I’m sure our Niteflirt lines will be on, as well as our preferred methods of payment.
In case you’ve been living under a rock, here are the Three Goddesses I’m hosting, in order: Miss Kayla, Goddess Kyaa, and Lilith Astaroth (aka Greedy Goddess on Twitter)
If you’re smart, you’ll keep your wallet out and your ears open for humiliation, abuse, and worship.
So, now that Fetcon 2014 is upon us, it’s about time I posted this recap from 2013. Things have changed, people have evolved, but just reading this makes me excited about this year. No more crammed schedules and rushing around; this year is about photos and fun! If you are not linked in here, please notify me so I can add your link.
This was My busiest Fetcon ever, as far as shoots go. I was going going going nonstop, but the thing about Fetcon is, you don’t sleep at Fetcon, and you don’t miss the fun at Fetcon. Even if I was exhausted by 9pm, there were parties to attend at 10pm and pool fun to be had until 5am. By the end, I was sleepwalking. Then we had a pool party at Our house the Monday afterward!
I don’t want to run off on a huge diary essay about every little thing I did, so I’ll post what pictures I did get (I did NOT get enough pictures, especially of ME!) and caption them a bit.
The night before check-in (Tuesday?), Jason Ninja and I hosted the elegant Queen Kitty, her Muffy Diver/Bubble Butt Sitty, and the adorable Temptress Tiara for a quick night of drinks while I prepped food for our post-Fetcon pool party. I’m always thinking ahead. Not pictured is one of the best people of the entire week, Lilith Astaroth, who was staying with us for the week and rooming with us at the convention. I couldn’t have picked a better roommate, honestly. Between vocal exercises/raptor noises and an impeccable sense for (and inability to tolerate) stupid people, this girl was a complete charm.
…And it begins. I’m already starting to get my days mixed up. Whatever day this was, we were checking out the Hilton before they officially checked-in Fetcon people while starting our shooting schedule way ahead of the game.
It’s check-in Wednesday! Do you think we brought enough lube?
Also, is this not the best T-shirt you’ve ever seen in your life?
It was certainly an honor to be invited to a Clips4Sale dinner, but unfortunately I had to duck out early because I had a shoot, and the Hilton hasn’t quite gotten it together yet (but they tried!), what with the changeover from the Hyatt and the fact that FetishCon doubles in size each year. The poor staff were working in brand new facilities, exactly when FetCon started. I’m surprised none of them had a nervous breakdown trying to serve SO many people with SUCH little preparation in the new space. I give them credit for that. I had already been there for 2 hours when the entree arrived. People have things to do at FetCon! There were many fabulous people there, from the land of kink and representing the biggest fetish site in the world.
Oh, this poor guy. One night I thought the hot tub smelled VERY strongly of chemicals, which made me think that it was particularly gross that night. You know how hot tubs get. Usually there are gaggles of footboys worshiping feet all night and into the morning, but that night I wouldn’t let him worship any feet, nor would I let anyone worship MY feet. I love foot worship, and I love to watch him worship feet, but it wasn’t the feet that bothered me – it was the hot tub! Poor baby, he got ribbed by his fellow foot boys, but at least he doesn’t have any sort of Con sickness. Listerine was always on hand, and our health was rewarded for it.
Here are some random behind-the-scenes photos. Each one has its own description and tag, so browse away. Pool parties, drunken lobby wanderers, drinks, foot shots, and a battle wound:
…And here we have some blurry shots from the parties at Factoria Nightclub and The Castle:
For the first time this year, Bratty Foot Girls hosted an official, FetCon-sanctioned trample party. Some of the finest women in fetish, foot fetish, and trampling attended, and they all said that, hands-down, this was the most fun they had during the entire Convention. The femme fatales included: Myself, Berry Shortcake, Orias Bastet, Kelli Lynn Sage, Roxie Rae, Alexis Grace, Ashley Graham, Amanda Foxx, Casahari, Amadahy, Lilith Astaroth, plus Queen Kitty and Snobby Alexa made a brief appearance.
It was relaxed but exciting, low-key but high-impact. There was basically a carpet of men, and we tried to figure out the best way to get as many women on one rug as humanly possible. I think we did a great job of putting hundreds of pounds on these boy-carpets. I thought it was the perfect brew of perversion. Here are some shots from that party:
Finally, we get to relax (well, as much as one can relax while hosting a party and making a spread of delicious food… of which I didn’t snap a photo, shame on me!) at our pool party! The exhausted, the worn-down, the unshowered, the sleepy-drunk all came together to float around in the pool, eat, and recap their experiences. Here are some adorable photos:
Be sure to check my Instagram and Twitter for more exclusive photos from the week, from Nicole Fox snuggling me on the bean bag chair in her teeny bikini to a shot of Carey Riley’s lipstick print on the crotch of my itty bitty spandex booty shorts.
OK, here is what I wrote at first, before I figured out that I should just post photos with descriptions. It’s just a wordy diary entry, but my words are golden, so it’s necessary reading material, RIGHT??
First, on Tuesday, we picked up our awesome friend Lilith Astaroth so she could stay at our house for the week. She is a total pleasure to be around, because she’s reality-based while simultaneously embracing the wonderful weirdness. She entertained us with velociraptor screeches, which are actually really fun to do and hear. Then we entertained the sweet and sexy Queen Kitty, along with the adoooooooorable Muffy and brat-tastic Goddess Tiara. We got drunk, swam in the pool, I prepped food for our post-Fetcon party, and we ordered from a terrible pizza place.
Wednesday was check-in. We crammed my car FULL of equipment, clothes, shoes, groceries, and everything else and took the short drive to Tampa. Fuck, it feels like forever ago that we checked in, so I need to remember what the hell happened. Ok, the Hilton was JUST finishing up their renovations, which I’m sure really pissed off the wait and bar staff. We had a quick drink with Kenny from Tickle Cuties and went to film the ridiculously sexy Jasmine Mendez. No, wait, Jasmine was Tuesday. Aaargh. Wednesday we shot with the freaking adorable Kylie Deville. I don’t even remember what we did after that, but it involved eating and drinking.
Thursday I oh-so-briefly shot with Maxxyne Payne, who is HILARIOUS, which means it felt awesome when I, true to form, made her laugh her ass off during a POV public masturbation clip. Then I got to shoot with the legendary Jean Bardot, the brutal Lydia Supremacy, and the sultry Queen Kitty. Theeeeeeeen I went to the invite-only Clips4Sale dinner… which lasted 2 1/2 fucking hours, by the way. I don’t think the Hilton realizes that we have jobs to do that need to be squished into small time frames (actually, as mentioned above, the poor and patient staff had FetCon thrown at them the same day they finished the changeover and reconstruction of the hotel, so I’m sure next year service will run much more smoothly). I had to run out in the middle of the entree, because 1) I’d waited 2 hours for it 2) it was overcooked and 3) I was already late to a shoot with my personal friends Berry Shortcake and Trample Mike. That shoot was so great that I left a HUGE brushburn on Mike’s chin from hard trampling on him. I ruined him for all the rest of his shoots – oops! He sported the mark of the beast for the rest of the week.
Then the meet-and-greet, which I love. I was FUCKING GORGEOUS in my latex from Vengeance Designs and Salient Seven, and I NEED to find a photo of it. Mistress T definitely has two photos of her snuggling my ass and boobs in it. I regret that I didn’t get to spend more time with her, Ceara, Alexandra Snow, and Meggerz this year. Next year I won’t schedule so much shit to do.
Oh my, do I really want to go through each day? There’s too much!
Friday I shot with Snobby Alexa, and we wiped our asses with $100 bills. Next was Lance Licatta & Kid Dynamite, which was a fun and sexy shoot for sure. Next I held the cam for Bratty Foot Girls while Kandii Kiss and a hot russian Girl shoved their feet in his face.
NEXT was one of my personal favorites, Carey Riley. She is just unbelievable. So fucking sexy. I sat on her face and made her worship my ass. Nice.
Then I went home to check on my fucking cat. Spoiled bitch.
Factoria nightclub was next, was kind of lame, but I broke a paddle over a sissy’s iron ass, did a pole dance, and got drunk. Looked amazing.
Saturday I was EXHAUSTED, hungry, cranky, bitchy, and needed to regroup mentally after a very scary incident. Let’s just say I’m currently composing a blog on how to properly practice throat-standing and how to be a more responsible/aware fetish model if you’re going to try dangerous shit. The key would be to ask permission before deliberately choking someone out.
Then I finally met up with the very classy Evelyn Milano, and we banged out a few very hot clips together. We definitely want to meet up again.
The Castle is usually my favorite party, but this year it was so horrible that I almost cried from disappointment. The place was packed at least 3x legal capacity. It was scary, the bartenders were understaffed and underqualified, there were tourists taking pictures of me without permission, they let any old dipshit in there (they usually forbid vanillas from entering the dungeon area), and we had to leave angry and quickly. The only good part was that Queen Kitty, Haughty Femdom, Toxic Goddess, and Snobby Alexa got a private cage to play in. That was sweet.
The pool party afterward was better, because I was surrounded by friends that I never get to see (Sydney Screams, Meggerz, Whitney Morgan, Lauren Kiley). They knew I was agitated and just their pretty faces and sweet presence made me feel so much better. The chlorine smell in the hot tub was suffocating, but they still made sure I had fun.
How many hours of sleep am I running on by now? I don’t know, 4?
Sunday was ridiculously busy and I started to show my exhaustion. I cancelled shoots with Tigger and Jasmine Mendez because I was too tired. I did get to make hot clips with Astro Kittie, though! I mainly did paid shoots that day, from trampling to POV beatdowns. I did finally get to see Hannah Perez while we were both sober and not fawning over each other’s hair in the elevator, as I filmed some clips she did with Bratty Foot Girls.
Sunday was also the Fetish Ball, which is basically a wrap-up party for the fetfam. There were so many shows this year that I’m really upset that I didn’t see them all – because I thought there was only 3. I missed Jean Bardot because the staff gave me bad info, I missed the Reverend B Dangerous because I stepped away, and I missed a lot in between, BUT I did not miss the DRAG SHOW!!!!!!! I turned into a total fucking fan girl. I was smiling ear to ear, throwing dollars, lip synching, and being a little girl at a concert. I love drag queens! I heard someone has lots of pictures of me going wild for the ladies, so I will track those down asap.
Sunday’s pool party was much more relaxed, and I was able to spend time with people I hadn’t gotten a chance to see much: Lustee Basil, Brenin Hurley, Sleeper Kid, Jacquelyn Velvets, Lauren Kiley, and Glen.
Monday, we had a pool party at our new house. Let’s see, who showed up… Candle Boxx, Lance Hart, Queen Kitty, Temptress Tiara, Muffy Diver, Catherine Foxx, Dr. E Images, Nicole Foxx, Kyle Chaos, Pocahontas Jones, Psymon Jerusalem, Rachel DD, The Three Tramplee Aussie Crew (there were 4 Aussies at FetCon, all of whom are intense trample enthusiasts), Jasmine Mendez, of course our houseguest Lilith Astaroth, and probably someone I’m forgetting. I think I was sleepwalking through the entire affair.
I tried to squeeze out every second of fun and pleasure I could out of Fetishcon, but every year I feel like I missed out on something or didn’t get enough fun in. I for-sure did not get enough pictures. Next year, my priorities will just be looking like the hottest bitch in town and taking gratuitous pictures. Paid shoots only, because I’ll book trades while I’m there. I won’t be pre-booking those next year. Notes to self.
THIS is what you strive to serve. I’m sure you’re failing, right this moment. No Photoshop or retouching, as this is a screen shot from a future video you’ll be buying:
Unworthy Foot Slave
Size 6, times 2. That’s all I need to own you. I control your cock, your mind, and your decisions with My perfect feet, and you are lucky to have the privilege of jerking off to them… What have you done for them lately? They deserve all of the pampering you can possibly give, and more. You owe My feet. They own you. I guide you through seductive masturbation sessions, tease you deliciously, and demonstrate why I am superior and unique.But why should I reward you with an orgasm? I’m going to show you that without Me, your jerk off sessions are meaningless. And without Me, your orgasm is pointless. And without My permission, without earning the privilege, you can’t even blow your own load.
CONTAINS: JOI, TEASE & DENIAL, SCRUNCHING, WRINKLED SOLES, TOE WIGGLING, TOPLESS, LIGHT EDGING, FINANCIAL DOMINATION, SPOILED BRAT PRINCESS, ORGASM DENIAL
You like that, foot boy? Go get the entire glorious video here: www.SarahDiavola.com
After a long day of sessions in Her thigh-high black platform stiletto boots, the Brat Domme demands a soft sole massage on Her personal stress relieving toy. Why settle for a hard foot rub when She can enjoy milking you at the same time? First, these tight and sweaty boots must come off. She knows how badly you anticipate the royal unzipping. She does it slowly, letting Her foot aroma leak into the air. Free at last, She can stretch Her perfect, highly-arched, tiny little Goddess feet! She wants you to take in every last molecule of the smell, so your world goes black as She covers your face with the inside of the boot.
Now, you will smell the delicate skin on each foot: between every beautiful toe, along the heavenly-soft arches, around Her strong heels. Inhale it all.
She stretches those soles and toes, slathering each wrinkle with lubricant before rubbing Her soft soles together. The anklet sparkles around Her pristine ankles. Her toe rings cling to Her exquisite spread toes.
Now for Her sensually torturous erotic foot exercises. She blesses your enslaved cock with the touch of Her wrinkly soles, rubbing your shaft from hilt to tip, which sends the bl0od flowing into your penis. She then proceeds to take you through an expert foot job, the type that only a Foot Goddess with powerful knowledge of the male body can accomplish. She seduces your cock with ease. She coaxes your erection with impossible grace while verbally strutting like the bratty peacock She is. How can She be so sexy, so cruel, so erotically wise, and so bratty, all at once? Does She know what those perfect soles, that glowing ass, and that powerful face does to you deep inside?
She soon finds out, as you tribute Her feet with a hearty and full orgasm, coating Her delicate wrinkles and strong toes with your offering of cum. Good boy. Now clean the dungeon…and yourself.
This is a religious humiliation experience. Plus, it’s a great excuse to eat a bunch of bacon on camera.
FORBIDDEN BY ALLAH
Isn’t it a shame, that you have to do whatever Allah says? If you don’t, you’ll go to hell, right? Well, I’m white, I’m American, and Jesus loves Me, so I can do whatever I want! For instance, you’re not allowed to drink alcohol or eat pork. But I can! I will eat it right in front of you and moan over how delicious and wonderful it is, and how your towel head religion won’t let you have any fun! Ha haaaa! Even though I’m blaspheming your god right in front of you, you can’t help but get an erection looking at Me insult your religion! I look so sexy eating this pig flesh, and I look so alluring sipping this alcoholic beverage. It makes the evil so much easier, watching Me perform it. Not only will you sulk and cry as I wave My freedom in your face, you’ll pay to watch Me do it! Since you can’t have any fun, drink any alcohol, eat rich food, or even get a girlfriend, the money you earn is perfectly placed in My hands. I’ll spend it on drinks, birth control, and bacon!
That’s because Jesus loves Me and you’re nothing but a sand n1gger camel humper, and I’m a beautiful, freedom-loving, white-skinned Christian WOMAN. No wonder you make your women wear burkas – you’re afraid of what they can do to you!
The blasphemy tastes better when you’re jerking off to My white, soft, pedicured feet, doesn’t it? Well, I want you to wallow in your humility and pious chastity while I flaunt My indulgences in your face – and I want you to cum all over yourself so that you feel deliciously appalled at your slavery to a White Woman who spits on your god.