If a picture is worth 1000 words then I’m writing at least a 4000 word blog post about how fucking awesome Cassandra Nix is!
I shot her for publicdisgrace.com last night. The girl is tough as nails and sexy as hell. I absolutely LOVE working with her!
Orlando helped me make some cool devices that had her totally trapped and helpless.
And Lucas designed this amazing headbox where we can see her face, but she can only see her own reflection!!!!!
Then we did a dun electrical predicament where she shocks herself with copper poles if she so much as breathes too heavy!
She sucked a good cock while bound and blindfolded.
Squirted all over the place (which I couldn’t take a picture of cause I was all up in her vagina…), licked pussy, begged for mercy at the hands of the cattle prod, and got a facefull of cum as a reward!
All in all, an excellent night at work!
So I had a very long and amazing day shooting with Darling and Phoenix Marie for Hardcoregangbang.com. I don’t want to give away too much, but I will say……
Look at all the booty!!!
Look at those awesome directing skills…..
And the action…..
And our tongues out like Miley Cyrus!
Arrived in st. Petersburg.
The weather is beautiful.
I need flip flops. But since I woke up to pack for the trip less than half an hour before my knight in flip flop armor showed up at 6am and I have moved the boxes into my new house, but had no time to unpack them, and was determined to only pack what I could fit in my tiny carry on bag, I wound up here with nothing but boots and a pair of heels for show wear. I opted for heels to go outside because it is actually f***ing hot!
I have the chills and a stomach ache and a head ache and I’m so sleepy and hurty all over. All signs point to sleep deprivation, airplane food, illness, or all of the above. Not exactly how I wanted my first day in Russia to go, but it was a fucking long ass couple of flights to get here and I couldn’t sleep on any of them and actually my stomach has been a bit upset since I projectile vomited into Shylar and Katherine’s fish pond the other night. I rarely vomit. So that caught me off guard.
I’m sitting in a cafe and Brande is buying me flip flops at H&M because she is an angel. Through a very scientific study of the happy people I know in life I’ve decided that flip flops are the secret to living the good life. I’ve never been a flip flop wearer. Mostly because I’ve always thought they are ugly. Maybe not caring about what you look like is more important to happiness than wearing flip flops and flip flops are just what happen after you are already content. That would make more sense. But since I like to do things backwards I’m going to start with the outside (flip flop wearing) and work inwards from there. I’ll keep you posted.
Xoxo Princess Donna
I thought it was a perfectly respectable outfit…..
On my way in to the Kentucky Derby I saw all these awesome people holding signs and talking about God. I decided it would be fun to ask them a few questions about religion and porn and sex and stuff. At first I was nervous to talk to them because I know they hate me even though Jesus loves me and stuff. But then I realized, these people want to get their message out to the world, otherwise they wouldn’t be standing there preaching at the Derby….. Here is the first video….
More to come tomorrow!
Riding in the car on the way to the Kentucky Derby. Employing the same method for Derby going that I employ in the rest of my life. Go in blind.
Fleetwood Mac is playing on the radio, and it’s true, I am getting older too.
Last night at dinner we were talking about virginity and thus the hymen which made me wonder, what the fuck is the physiological purpose of the hymen. So we googled it and the best answer we could find was that it was once used to keep dirt and stuff out of the vag. So I guess back before we had underpants your hymen was like nature’s underpants?
This led to conversation about having your hymen popped on camera because this is something that I’ve seen happen and been asked about recently.
When dinner was over we started listening to some songs in French and Spanish and putting the lyrics into Google translate so we could understand what they were saying.
While I was standing there at the translator (computer) I decided to start writing a song about saving your hymen for god. So we did that and we made it a country and western song and I think it’s pretty catchy actually. It’s called, “My Young Lady Thing.” I’ll put up a video of the song soon.
Now I think I might start a Christian rock band because this morning I wrote another song called, “Give it up to God.”
Writing Christian songs is easy because it’s all about, you know, just praising Jesus. It’s a narrow topic. And I guess I like those restrictions. And of course the funny factor.
I don’t know much about tumblr, but I’m so flattered that people tumble me!!!!
these might all be the same tumbl. I don’t know. But I was flattered regardless.
Thank you tumblr’s!!!!!
Apparently I’m a really bad person. Just read the articles. Don’t ask any of the models of course, they might tell you I’m nice and respectful and fun to work with. And I wouldn’t want to ruin my terrible image
Below is just a screengrab, so the links don’t work, but you can just search my name on adultfyi.com and find them all.
P.S. In regards to the pictures on the side, anyone copy me much??
Publicdisgrace.com with Ava Devine
Hardcoregangbang.com with Isabella Clark
Princess Horrible Person who Does Horrible Things Donna
I lost my laptop somewhere in between SF and LA and a couple of shots and a fight with a dude. So that’s a bummer. Hopefully it will turn up, but you know, it probably won’t.
I was robbed this week. Missing some very valuable things. Can’t figure out who my fucking agent at State Farm is. So, not much help with the renters insurance yet.
My mouth is dry and tastes of coffee. But like coffee powder.
I had a panic attack last night so I took about 9 ativans and that’s all I remember about that. Then time to wake up.
I basically feel like I’m dying, it’s 6am on Mother’s Day. Happy Mother’s Day mommies!! And my mommy in particular.
So since I’m bad at letting people know what’s going on here ya go.
I flew to Mexico with Brande on April 25. Flew back April 29 to LA. Flew to SF on the 30th, shot public disgrace at night and flew to Kentucky in the morning. Flew back to LA on the 6th. Flew to sacramento the 8th for a hearing. Flew back to la. Now flying back to Sacramento.
Also i haven’t been home at all. My friend Victor is trying to cut back on his drinking and he can’t be alone so I’ve spent every night since I got back from Kentucky with him. His house is beautiful but I had a panic attack last night because, I guess I just needed some me time..
Southwest isn’t giving the credit I deserve. I should be preferred by now god dammit!
I’m ready for laser eye surgery on Tuesday. I hope it works and I never have to wear glasses again.
I heard that my IUD is potentially inferring with my cortisol levels? Anyone know about that?
I’m freezing. I have nothing in my bag. It’s just for show I guess. It had a laptop at one point, but……meh. You win some you lose some.
I’m involved in some fun social circles where everyone acts like your friend but is really your enemy and you always have to watch your back. Which kind of perpetuates the shitty cycle.
I miss having friends. Like I had in SF. I have 3 max in LA. So that is sort of sad for me.
I want to go to the bathroom and wash my face and brush my teeth before the flight, but knowing my luck I’ll miss the flight if I do that. So…..
Oh I also lost my wallet. Did I already say that? Cool. Just want to make sure the full shit show package is clear.
And I want a classic car, and an RV, and the money that was stolen from me back, and to not be around untrustworthy snake children anymore.
I have no present for my mother except the fact that I am flying to see her and that is making me cry as I stand in line to board the plane.
So there I am in a nutshell.