Goddess Valentina – Best Goddess!!

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Whenever you read any Mistress/Goddess/Princess blog or profile the same, sad cliches come up time and time again…I Myself have been guilty of the odd one or two but in My case any cliches I use are true…hahaha…the same goes for phone sex…it’s as if every fucking girl in the world has been cloned cos they all say the same fucking thing!

Here’s a few examples of standard cliches used by many of the Ladies in the industry:-

• I’m the girl/woman/one your mother warned you about. (Mistress profiles).
• I’ve been Dominant My whole life, I used to beat up boys/steal their lunch money at school. (Mistress/Princess profiles).
• I’m the ultimate brat, Daddy takes Me on his yacht and I’m spoilt rotten! (Princess profiles).
• I’m a naughty co-ed and I love to talk dirty to my girlfriends and to men on the phone, I’m still a virgin *giggles*.(phone sex listing).
• I can Dominate you better than anyone else, I am the best Mistress ever!! (true in My case…hehehe). (most Mistress profiles).
• I’ve just got out of the shower/bath/swimming pool and I’m still naked *giggles*. (phone sex call).
• Ooh, that’s amazing, I was just sitting here all alone feeling horny wishing a sexy man would call and share fantasies! (phone sex call).
• You get turned on by naked sumo wrestlers slapping their bellies? Oh wow, so do I! *giggles and pants* (phone sex call).
• Yes, of course I will let you serve Me if you prove yourself worthy, just send xxx amount to My account and I will automatically believe you will be a slave for life. (messenger conversations – I’m not that obvious by the way..;) ).
• Kneel before you contact Me slave! (Mistresses websites).
• I am the most important thing in your worthless life slave! (Mistress websites and profiles – guilty as charged..hehe).
• I’m such a dirty little slut, my whole life I have dreamt of being used by a big, strong man like you! (phone sex listing).
• Oh, my pussy is so tight, it’s shaved and  juicy, I can’t wait to have it filled up by a big, hard cock! (phone sex listing).

You get the drift, yeah?…it’s not just us girlies who are guilty of supplying the minds of weak, hormonally driven males with thoughts of all females falling into just a few cliched categories, the same sad, weak males have their own cliches, whether on cam, phone, sessioning, trying to get a free wank on messenger etc…

Here’s a few of theirs:-

• Mistress, I’m on my knees before you (messenger or phone ).
• Prove you’re not a man, show yourself on cam now!! (messenger).
• I will do anything you ask, I have no limits at all! (messenger).
• Goddess, I have just come into a large sum of money and I am trying to find someone who will get to know me first and who can give me what I need before asking me to send them any (messenger and email).
• I don’t have a credit card at the moment, please let me see you now and I promise when I get one I will send you anything you want (messenger).
• I promise Mistress, I have sent the Amazon voucher, can we go on cam and session now? (messenger).
• Haha, I’m not easy, you will have to work hard to get my money out of me, do you want a challenge? (messenger – and the answer is no, fuck off to the above three and some others).
• I want blackmailing but I’m not gonna pay until you force me to (err…anyone ever heard of Catch22? – messenger).
• Oh baby, let me hear you dip your fingers into that sweet pussy (phone sex call – cue the licking and slapping of back of hand…hehe).
• Cum for me baby, that’s right, I wanna hear you scream (phone sex call – cue fake orgasm).
• Can I fuck your ass? Is that OK? Please baby, let me in there (phone sex call – correct answer – of course, I love it too!…haha).
• My cock is eight inches long and thick, I’m the best lover ever (phone sex call – cue lots of oh wow, that’s enormous and gushing praise).
• Mistress, I’m all embarrassed about this but…I really wanna suck cock and be gay for you (messenger, cam, phone, you name it…I thrive on it boys!).
• Please Mistress, fuck me with your strap-on! which leads to…
• Oh Mistress, I’m imagining your strap-on is a big, hard real cock gonna fill me with cum! (phone call, messenger).
• My service to you isn’t sexual Mistress, I just want to please you (yeah, right – messenger, phone, email etc..).

Recognise any of them?…have you been guilty of uttering one of these over-used lines to a Mistress, phone sex girl, and if you’re a Domme or phone sex girl, have you said any to the poor fuck on the other end of the line or reading your profile?…hahaha…as you know, there are plenty more where they came from but you get the idea…the other question is why?

Why the fuck do us Ladies use these same, time-served quotes and standards in this industry?…the answer is very simple really, so simple that even one of My brain-cell deprived little worms would understand it…

We are FANTASIES!!…the men (and some women) who use these services believe in their silly little heads that the girl on the other end of the phone getting him all sexed up is really the hot little sex kitten she has portrayed herself as…he believes in the fantasy and to shatter his little illusions by possible saying something like..”well actually, I’d rather not suck your cock tonight, I have a headache and the feeling I will vomit if the disgusting, smelly thing comes anywhere near Me”..isn’t gonna sound so good to the man on the other end of the line who is paying top dollar to get his end away with a warm hand, tissues and some lube…same goes for the Dominants…it’s hard for some people to believe that a lot of Dommes lead a pretty normal, average life and whilst yes, they are indeed Dominant, they are not permanently gonna be sitting scowling, believing in their superiority and speaking harshly to everyone they ever meet…

As for the men…for fucks sake, they really believe that us little Ladies are stupid enough to fall for their bollocks lines and think they are soooo original they must surely be onto a winner…for phone sex it doesn’t really matter – after all, it’s their fantasy and girls love (well, I do anyway) to go along with it and get them off…but for Domination?…any Mistress will recognise most of the above lines used by men on messenger who really think we will believe they’re not just trying to get a quick, free wank…

So what’s the solution and do we actually need one?

I would say that as long as a Mistress/Goddess/Princess profile is showing something that is true to the personality of the Lady then fine, use cliches as they work well, but if the Lady in question is just using bollocks words and copying from others what she expects to be right then fuck off Sister, get your own words and a personality to go with it!!…for phone sex then anything goes and what works will always work…hahaha

The men?…all I can say is this…if the only thing which gets you off in your sad little lives is lying to Mistresses on messenger then I suggest you get out more…if you wanna live out fantasies in phone sex and pretend your little, tiny maggot dick is a humongous, well-hung cock to the girl on the other end of the phone who can’t actually see it then go ahead, it’s not as if it’s gonna do any harm now is it?…hahaha

I have decided to share with you all something many of you will perceive as Just….Not….Right….

Cocksucking does not necessarily make you submissive!!…GASP!!!

When a Dominant Female (or male even) decides to gift Her chosen fuck-piece with Her lips around his throbbing piece of man-meat who do you think holds the power?…do you think it is the male suckee, who has this beautiful, powerful woman on Her knees before him, ready to give ultimate pleasure?…or could it be the female sucker, holding between Her plump, luscious lips the most delicate of organs, able to cause pain or pleasure, to tease or deny, to allow completion or take away Her gift before release?

I think we all know the answer to that little riddle…;)…hahaha

Let Me put it simply for those morons amongst you who cannot equate cocksucking with power…say, for example, a Goddess/Mistress such as Myself has ordered a female or male slave to suck the wonderfully long, full love-stick of another male (most likely an Alpha Male, a Real Man) the power belongs to the Goddess and the Alpha Male.  The little slave on their knees before the hard and reddening member has no choice but to suck and suck and do their utmost to carry on until creamy strings of glorious spunk decorate the inside of their mouths and face…they are not allowed to tease or deny, to take their sore mouths away from the cock inside them…to do so would displease their Mistress or Master and would be folly indeed…

If on the other hand a Goddess/Mistress/Master whatever decides to gift their slave/fuck-piece/sex toy/lover with their less-than-perfect or even perfect cock inside Her mouth then SHE holds the power!!…do you guys understand yet?….no?…oh, for fucks sake…

It’s all about choice and freedom…a Goddess sucking the cock of a male, no matter who it is, chooses to do so….She has the power and can control the sexual impulses of Her chosen male at will…it is such a great feeling to know the instant one has reduced a male to such a state of babbling, needy and mindless incoherency he will do ANYTHING…and I do mean ANYTHING…She desires…THAT is where the power is!!…having between Her lips the object in question, knowing how to tease and manipulate just so…how to bring him to the edge with Her talented tongue and mouth, knowing when to relax and when to suck harder, deciding whether to let him cum after he has promised Her the world or whether to be cruel and stop at the last second…all this shows just one extra method of Her skills of manipulation, seduction and Dominance… 

I for one enjoy sucking a nice, juicy cock…when it suits Me and always on My terms of course…I hold the power, I decide to grant it as a reward or a punishment…I decide whether to allow the hot, thick jets of creamy spunk to hit My throat and be swallowed greedily or to pull off and instead ensure it decorates his stomach, chest and face…

Don’t go getting the wrong idea about this, do not DARE to think you can message Me or whatever and ask Me to drop to My knees to satisfy your sexual urges…if you think that then you really are fucking stupid and are beyond saving as you obviously still haven’t understood this post…hahaha

If on the other hand you realise who holds the power and know you are one of the others who will be forced and abused by fellating a nice, juicy prick then you are permitted to turn tricks for Me as long as I get all the proceeds…understand?…this means I hold the power over you and all you will become is a tool to use over and over, satisfying My monetary greed by taking another man’s penis in your protesting mouth for money, doing it all whilst thinking only of pleasing Me and giving Me what I desire…

You know you want to, deep inside…hahahaha…email and I might let you…;)

I am getting so fucking sick and tired of both the UK media and the UK public escalating every single death of a soldier into a full-scale assault of hypocritical bullshit complete with closed towns, people lining the streets and more media coverage than the Queen streaking nude across Wembley (no that didn’t happen, stupid!)…

As a disclaimer, I have nothing specific against soldiers or the military and am neither pro- nor anti- war in general; I decide to let governments get on with whatever stupid scheme they are working on at the moment and mainly ignore it…but this is just getting silly!

Many, many people die every second of every day from all over the world in a variety of weird and wonderful ways but I have yet to see a procession of people lining the streets of Blackpool to see off old Ethel who died in her sleep a few days earlier, or Tim the butcher who had a heart attack on his way home from work and went bye-byes…

All these other humans die and are buried normally with just their grieving family and relatives around to mourn their loss and THAT is how it should be!…soldiers (and also celebrities if I’m gonna start whining about it) are just people!…they are born, they become irritating brats then sulky teenagers before growing up into some semblance of “normal” humanity who wakes up, eats, shits, sleeps, argues, gets tempered, laughs, smiles, watches crap TV, does everything every other fucking person in the world does…they die like every other person too as nobody (well, except Me ) is immortal as yet and if they were then God help the already over-populated, scum-ridden race of humans destroying the fucking planet….

“Soldier” is a job title…it is someone’s chosen career…it doesn’t make them any fucking better than anyone else just because they have a job which gives them a license to kill other humans with the same job title…they live, they invade and they die, it’s a fact of life and as soon as the population begin to realise this the world might begin to wake up from this media-fuelled frenzy and understand they don’t have to mourn this person because of their job…they either mourn all humans or only those closest to them, that’s the way it should be…

Shall I give a simple yet effective solution for all these poor soldiers dying, hmm?

IF YOU DON’T WANT SOLDIERS TO DIE THEN DON’T FUCKING SEND THEM TO OTHER COUNTRIES ARMED WITH WEAPONS AND THE INTENT TO KILL OTHER SOLDIERS!

See? It’s that easy!

Wars have been fought since time began and used to be a lot more innocent…they were mainly over territory (again, human greed deciding they want something someone else has) with one of the countries “invading” the other to try and take power and space…since when did governments turn from this “retaliate when threatened” stance and turn it into “I don’t like how you run your country, I’m gonna go and stop you and kill all your subjects” stance?…

People go on about human rights, how it just isn’t fair how a person in one country can treat their citizens badly, how their justice system is wrong, how the people are oppressed (and just when did it become OK to smuggle drugs if you’re a bit backward, hmm?)…well Oh My Fucking God!!…do they not realise it takes more than ONE single little puny human to control a whole country of other puny humans?…a dictator is only one person…he or she must have one hell of a charisma and great manipulative skills in order to have so many fucking followers and “generals” as such and if others have decided to follow this person and help them to impose their unpopular views and ways of living onto the general population who the fuck gives any other government the right to try and stop them?…

I don’t like the recession or the amount of chavs in the fucking UK, I don’t agree with not being allowed to whip slaves in a public place…in fact, I feel oppressed…shall I phone up someone in a neighbouring country or on the other side of the world and ask them to come help rid this country of the awful government who are oppressing us and get them to bring fucking soldiers with guns to get the point across?

Darwinism mentions survival of the fittest…this also applies to humans although many fail to see this…we are in effect still an animal no matter how highly evolved we think we are and as such there will be leaders and followers..the leaders survive, the followers will either follow or get fucked up…we as a race should accept that different human minds will think differently and that NOBODY - be it a single person or a whole country - has the right to tell someone else to do things differently because you don’t happen to agree with it at that time…do you ever hear of a pack of lions heading over from Africa to India to wage war because they heard some disturbing stories of an Alpha male lion making some moves on a lioness they didn’t think were quite fair and scaring the little cubs?…let Me think…errrr…..NO! 

I could write ten million posts on subjects like this because the fucking world has gone to shit and this includes the UK and the commercialised cess-pit which is America; I get angered by the dumbed-down mentality of the general public and the way these countries are becoming media-led and controlled but I’m not gonna get someone to come save us by waging war…fuck, Barrack O’Bama has the biggest charisma ever so no doubt deserves to be able to lead his people into whichever folly he is thinking of at any one time…he leads and they will follow…but Gordon Brown?….bleuuucccchhhh!!…he’s a fucking muppet!…hahaha…this proves that the UK is ruled by the media and not by this bleary faced impostor and that followers follow blindly, being force-fed what they perceive as truths and catastrophes, indignantly believing whatever they are told and what they should think is “the right way to be”…the only difference between this and the way any other country subdues it’s subjects is the method…

So there you have it, rant over for now…hahaha…perhaps I’ll become a Dictator and rule this fucking place Myself…I’m sure all you good boys and girls would follow Me should I get it into My sweet little head to take this step…hahahaha

This time next week we will all be getting prepared for the day from Hell – that time of year when hated family members darken our doors and remind us once more why it was we haven’t spoken to them since the same time a year ago…yes, it’s Christmas!!

For Mistresses/Goddesses who are mainly online and who do not live the lifestyle 24/7  it is not difficult to find time amongst all the nightmarish “festivities” to play with some little subbies who can’t help themselves throwing money at us and getting all excited about it…ever drained someone on Christmas Night when you’re family are downstairs and seemingly oblivious to the obnoxious words and hysterical laughter coming from the room above?…it’s quite amusing, let Me tell you…hahaha

But what about those who live the lifestyle with live in slaves/subs and who haven’t quite gotten around to telling their dear old Grandmother exactly what that strange looking crucifix type thing is in the cellar and why weird moans can be heard coming from the attic?

Do they give their live-in slaves a day off to go back to the semblance of normality, letting them spend Christmas with their own hated but none-the-wiser relatives?…or do they lock them in the cupboard, bound and gagged (yes, I know they like it!), hiding them away like your best porn collection when Auntie rings the doorbell?

Now…if I was a lifestyle Domme then I would ensure everybody knew exactly why I had a semi-naked man chained to the dining table, being fed crumbs from the floor and patted every so often…in fact, they would be encouraged to play with it every so often…hahaha…I’m lucky in the fact I don’t have children around so could get away with this quite easily (yes, I did hear your gasps of “Oh My God, what about the kids?”)…

BDSM and all it’s aspects is an activity which is still heavily frowned upon by moralistic “normal” society, believing it to be the Devil’s work and something from the Dark Ages…we will never be able to educate these fucking morons that it is something enjoyable for both parties and is consensual!!…so how the hell can we explain the giant monster dildo Uncle Cedric found when losing his way to the toilet?…

Simple…tell your families what you do and don’t ever be ashamed of it….if they love you like they should then they will get over it and accept this part of your life…if not then fuck them; after all you only have to see most of them once a year anyway…and if these shocking revelations mean they will never set foot in the same room as you again that can only be a good thing, right?

Don’t hide away your toys and slaves at Christmas…get them out, show them off and most of all…ENJOY!!!…hahaha

So it goes like this…Youtube contact Me and say “Hey, your video has become popular, do you wanna shove some Google Adwords on the side?”…so I go “yeah, OK, sounds good”…then guess what they fucking do?

THEY REMOVED THE FUCKING VIDEO FOR SUPPOSED BREACH OF COMMUNITY GUIDELINES!

Now this video had been up for over two years…it was the first I had done and yeah, I think the dress I was wearing was fucking awful and it was a bit rough around the edges but wtf?

No indecent images, no pornography, no copyrighted material…in fact after reading through these supposed guidelines of theirs I could find nowhere where they had been breached!…Financial Domination is an adult subject yes, and there were quite a few swear words and seductive humiliation involved but targeted to those who would find it acceptable…does this mean that the freedom of speech so promoted by Youtube in their guidelines has gone?

Those of you who will have seen this video (and it should be all of you, surely…hehe) will no doubt agree that it should have stayed exactly where it was and be there for years to come, spreading My message of worship, adoration and “give Me all your fucking money, piggies!” to the masses .

Does this mean that  My future videos should be tame, uncompromising, generic statements of such bland niceness they’re not even worth fucking putting up?…or should I stick with being My rebellious self, saying a big FUCK YOU! to the powers that are Youtube by continuing to submit My style of videos in My own special way and hoping they don’t get spotted?

Youtube as an entity used to be a lot more free and easy until it became a multi-million dollar industry, catering to the masses and promoting a child-friendly image…they used to have specific sections for what they would class as “adult” content and in my opinion, attracted a much wider range of consumer than they do now it has become a marketing tool for sheep-like videos and tepid users…does this mean that Youtube, like many other avenues, is finally closing it’s doors to any alternative viewpoints and unpopular opinions?…we shall see over time I suppose…

The offending video by the way is called “Serve Goddess Valentina NOW, money slaves!” and whilst I don’t have it on this computer at the moment (it is on a disc somewhere) if I get around to finding it (don’t hold your breath anytime soon!) I will post it on here so you can see what all the fuss is about…;)

I think all you boys and girls should send Me something nice to cheer Me up after being so horribly denied My freedom and My message…a nice Amazon UK Gift Certificate will suffice…details of how to do it are as always, on My website www.onlinemoneyslave.com

Be good for Me now

Whitby was OK…the town is nice after all and some of the shopping was fun…but Oh My God!!…are Goth’s some of the most serious, pretentious twats in the world or what?

I used to view Myself as a bit Gothy, based on the way I tend to dress and the don’t-give-a-fuck attitude I have…but after seeing for Myself the preening, angst ridden, image conscious reality I realise I am far, far removed from the stereotype of the typical “Goth” person…

Yes, the Gothic imagery and Olde Worlde ideal of the Goth movement is pleasing, I like some of the Gothic concepts and romanticism…but seeing large groups of self-conscious forty somethings trying to out-do each other by possessing a more expensive, custom-made extreme outfit and never daring to crack a fucking smile as they prance about looking totally stupid to some droney, shit music is NOT how I perceive  Myself at all!!

I always believed the idea of Goth as an alternative lifestyle and way of dress was to promote individualism and to not give a shit about how others see you, I didn’t realise it was just another way to clone a group of sheep-like humans, making them believe they all have to look the fucking SAME, telling them to buy the same generic black clothes with lace, crosses or black roses (yawn)…out of 1200 stalls only a handful had anything truly unique to buy; friends of Mine were quite upset when I told them flatly how fucking boring their “market” was as they assumed I would “absolutely love” the “variety” and “uniqueness”…yeah, right…

I was speaking with a generic Gothic girl who was telling Me how offended she was when her family asked if Goth “was a religion” and how they didn’t understand her “alternative lifestyle”…errr…let Me see…WHAT alternative lifestyle?…all she does is dress in black and listen to some pretentious crap on her iPod whilst going about her normal, everyday life, working in Boots or whatever and perhaps daring to – GASP – wear some black nail polish and hope to get away with it in her work uniform…not exactly changing the fucking world now is it?

Goth is supposed to be a type of movement with followers enjoying a certain type of music and dressing appropriately to brand themselves as one of this group…the film Twilight and bands like Evanescence have a LOT to answer for as they promote the stereotype and not the individuality which was once encompassed by the Gothic movement…it’s a bit like punk in that what started off as a way for people to look individual and rip their clothing etc. to look different from everyone else ended up as all punks looking the fucking same with branded clothing and the latest, must-have accessories…punk used to be about the attitude, having an anarchistic viewpoint and doing whatever to piss people off…not any more it seems!

But back to Goths…yeah, the young kiddie Goths can be forgiven (maybe?) for thinking they just have to wear something a bit darker than their chavvy or “classic look” peers, taking imagery from less mainstream films and bands and dressing the same with little cute skulls and crossbones adorning their outfits, thinking groups like Evanescence are hip and cool because the lead singer wears black and sings droney songs…but the older “Goths”?…what fucking excuse do they have for dressing like cunts and thinking their peers will disown them if they haven’t made “the effort” to go and buy some expensive, ready-made outfit, used some obligatory black eyeliner and lots of jewellery to try and “stand out” in a sea of posing, non-smiling, non-individuals who don’t seem to know how to have fucking fun?? 

I went there intent on enjoying Myself, maybe meeting some like-minded people and taking pics and videos of the events and atmosphere…I couldn’t even be fucking ARSED taking pics as I didn’t find it the interesting experience I was expecting…I have realised I don’t like Goth music…it’s too slow and pretentious and seems to be an excuse to label a song which mentions death, disease or forbidden love as “Gothic”…oh, whilst sung in a deep, slow voice of course!…

I realised when at last a fast, thrashy metal type song came on and I got up and danced frenziedly what it was all about…I like metal and some punk, fast drumming and guitaring, something to actually DANCE to, not some slow, dull, dirge like tune to move side-to-side to whilst making  pretentious arm and hand movements…I did this a few times to take the piss and people thought I was dancing fucking seriously and brilliantly!…hahaha

From now on anyone who dares to tell Me I am a “Goth” will be shot down furiously with a sharp comment, a snide look and if they are one of My slaves, a harsh punishment designed to stop them ever making the same mistake again!

I am NOT a Goth, I actually believe I am one of the TRUE individuals who never follows and always leads, who does NOT wear something because some other fucker thinks it’s cool to do so and who does NOT enjoy listening to crap music because it’s “what I’m supposed to like”…fuck that…I do what I do and wear what I wear for ME and not for anyone elses image of Me…so stick that somewhere damp and hot and either accept it or fuck off!!

Let’s talk about Blackmail…

Most of you see Blackmail as something evil, nasty and downright rude but fail to realise it is actually something that has been actively sought after by some sad little man (or woman!) who get their jollies at the thought of being fucked over by a powerful Mistress/Goddess and the threat of losing it all…that’s right boys and girls, it’s a fetish!!

A lot of Mistresses/Goddesses go to the trouble to dig up the dirt themselves and pander to the whims of the little fuckers who decide they want to be Blackmailed but oh no, this is NOT the best way…if someone is serious in their intentions then they will provide all the dirty little secrets themselves along with names, numbers, addresses etc. etc….do they always give the right information or do they make it up?…simple….who actually cares?

If someone is serious in their desire to be consensually Blackmailed (there’s the keyword readers, consensual!) then giving fake info just isn’t gonna cut it in the long run…yeah, they might get off on the feeling that the Mistress/Goddess believes them and thinks oh yeah, this is how to fuck them over but if there isn’t any real threat then it’s gonna get a bit dull very quickly…if this is how they perceive the fetish and are willing to play along with it by giving in to the Blackmail demands of their persecutor (yes, paying them!) then I’ll go along with it, most will…after all it’s their fetish and if I’m still getting paid for supposedly fucking them over then I don’t give a shit if they’re getting the full experience or not, why should I?

Those who truly want the full experience on the other hand, are few and far between…Blackmail, although consensual, is still a very scary thing to most people…the thought that their very lives, jobs, existence even is held in the hands of an evil bitch from Hell who has their tiny, shrivelled up balls in an iron grip…most people who have the fetish will back out almost constantly and never take that final step of giving up all that real, juicy info and letting their lives be taken over…it takes a HUGE amount of trust for one thing, believing that the Mistress/Goddess in question will stick to the agreement and won’t just force them to empty their bank accounts at the first opportunity or risk their info being made public immediately!

That was about those with the Blackmail fetish who actually get off on going through with it, using either fake or real info…this next bit however is about all those stupid little cunts who think all they have to do is mention Blackmail to a Mistress/Goddess and have hours of free chat with no intention of doing fuck all about it…all they wanna do is get off on the theories involved and will try anything to get us Ladies to threaten, abuse, bribe and generally tell them, step by fucking step, exactly how we are gonna do it!

Hey boys!  Guess what?

WE’RE NOT THAT FUCKING STUPID!!!!

There has been an influx of them lately, crawling out of their cess pits and into My messenger, thinking all they have to do is give a bit of fake info, promise payment and then ask and ask and ask and ask…What will I do?…How will I fuck them over?…Is there no escape now?…Is their life over?…Oh My God I feel sick!…I want out, please let me out!…Will you ruin me?…Will you take it all?….and on and on and on and on and on…

They really must think I am so fucking stupid, that I’m some mindless thickie duh head who hasn’t a fucking clue….oh dear, they really have no idea…

I don’t block them, I let them think I believe them for a while but don’t give them the answers they desire so badly…I play with them and they end up so incredibly frustrated, it’s hilarious!!…hahaha…eventually I tell them, ever so sweetly, that until they send a little token of their sincerity (in other words, fucking pay Me you dipshit!) they get nothing, nada, zilch, zero…not one word will pass My sweet, sultry, red-painted lips about the methods I will use to destroy them, how I will change their lives in ways unimaginable, how they will never again know what it is to be free…

These type of cunts are the players, the ones who have no intention of ever paying for Blackmail, who think we are stupid enough to be strung along with fake promises and that their fake “fear” is believable and needs calming with explanations and methods….well fuck that!!…the old adage rings true and is the same for Blackmail as for any other fetish…

NO PAY NO PLAY!!

So boys and girls, you wanna be Blackmailed?…well, come see Me but remember, whether you’re giving fake info or not, you will get FUCK ALL from Me without an initial Tribute except a few pleasantries and perhaps the basics…and that’s only because I’m so good to you…hahaha

Sometimes I just can’t be arsed blogging….seems like a lot of fucking around taking time out of My wonderfully full and rich life to let all you little losers have a little peek inside My mind…wanna know why?

I’m sure most of you enjoy reading blogs that review films last seen, tell you about the total fucktard the Goddess managed to fleece last night, what goodies She has got given or bought with all Her gift vouchers, how many beans were on Her toast that morning…well guess what?

I’M NOT LIKE THAT!!

Yeah, sometimes I will blog about something which has peeked My interest at the time if I’m feeling in the mood, or will tease and seduce by going into graphic details of what I’m wearing, how I will fuck your mind up…blah blah blah blah blah……but most of the time?

I’m content to tell you about something, however inane, that I’m thinking about at the time…I don’t give two fucks how boring you find this because after all, this blog is for ME, not you…

A lot of you think a Goddess/Mistress has to permanently advertise Herself, make Herself seem like the fantasy many of you already perceive Her as with a wonderfully decadent lifestyle full of riches, expensive goods, designer clothes, wearing fetish clothing to Tesco’s and humiliating the poor man at the Post Office if he DARES to smile or breathe out of place…

Shall I let you into a little secret, hmm?…OK then….

It’s not all like that!! *shock horror!*

Most of us lead perfectly “normal” for want of a better word, vanilla lives…we eat crap food, watch shitty TV programmes, play online bingo (or is that just Me?), often go out to a crappy, boring vanilla job in the day or night or run businesses (like Myself) which are so far removed from the world of BDSM and Financial Domination that the words “polar opposites” don’t even begin to cut it…

At the moment I am sitting here in My PJ’s, last nights make-up, hair a mess and feeling like shit because it’s still fucking early and I am NOT a morning person….

Is this how you perceive Me?…or did you imagine I was dressed in full battle gear, made-up to the nines with 6″ spiked heels digging into the scrotum of the useless slave under My feet brandishing a fucking whip?

Do I still look sexy like this?…of course I do…do I feel sexy like this?…FUCK YES!!!…do you still perceive Me as sexy like this?

Do I care?….do I fuck!!…you either like the whole Me, exactly as I am, warts and all, or you don’t…if you just want the fantasy image then yes, there is a time and place for that which will usually come about when you have presented yourself to me on your knees with your pathetic little wallet in your mouth, drooling like a pig and begging for release…otherwise, you can all go fuck yourselves….I am NOT prepared to change what I am, who I am and what I do for ANYBODY….and if you don’t like that?…well, I really don’t care…

So there you have it…yes, I always have a Dominant personality, I always have sadistic thoughts and a very strange, sick sense of humour and tend to dress in a gothy type style with prominent make-up….but I DO NOT permanently walk around in killer heels dragging a submissive behind Me on a lead whilst wearing a too-tight corset, a protruding monster strap-on and snarling at anyone within five miles of Me….

Love Me for being ME, not for the fantasy…or don’t…..

I have been told by some people that I have no guilt gene – what exactly does this mean?…whilst it’s true I don’t tend to feel guilty when draining or ruining some sad little fucker who’s there begging for it I thought I would analyse why…

Guilt, in my opinion, only occurs for a few reasons and are based on fear and self-image…when guilt strikes, that person is either afraid of the repercussions their actions may have caused or is afraid of changing how they are perceived by those around them who have witnessed or heard about their actions…

Most people have a deep-seated need to be accepted by society…to “fit in” and be perceived as “normal” and good, honest, upstanding citizens etc….this is proven by the bovine mentality inherent in society where people are told what to wear, eat, drink, watch on TV, listen to, where and when to shop, sleep, clean their fucking teeth even!…and the fact that most humans follow these instructions shows what a fucking sad place the world has become…those who deviate from this norm are perceived as outsiders, malignant intruders in a world which  tries to create Utopia and fails miserably…

Something as simple as not buying a birthday gift or card for a loved one can inspire guilt…the person will feel guilty for not doing such a simple act but only because a) they know the loved one will either give them shit for it or use subtleties to ensure their feelings are known or b) the loved one and others will hear about this act of omission and will perceive the person in a more negative manner, questioning their morals and their place in society…

This scenario can be adapted for any situation where guilt is felt and the underlying emotions which accompany the guilt will be those outlined above…

Financial Domination is no different…when a Mistress is taking money from a cash slave whether by force or voluntarily, some will feel guilt because a) the slave may think enough is enough and start to question his place in the relationship to the extent he may “run scared” or b) the fear of this action creating negativity for the Mistress by others for having such a lack (in their eyes) of moral standards…

As you should all know by now, I don’t give a flying fuck how I am perceived by others and I really, really don’t care one little bit if someone sees Me as a parasite, an evil, money-grabbing Bitch, a succubus who feeds on people’s suffering and who will exploit someone for the sole purpose of gain…

I don’t fear consequences for My actions as I believe if something is going to happen it will happen regardless…and I have such a high opinion of Myself (My shit smells of roses, didn’t you know?) that My natural arrogance leads Me to believe that what I do is always right for Me…if a slave is going to run he will run regardless…no amount of hypnosis/mind control/seduction techniques can keep someone permanently enthralled if there is a deep-seated part of the personality which revolts against this and thinks it is inherently “wrong” or “not normal”…likewise, if a slave is throwing his wallet and money at Me like water why the fuck should I say to him “No pet, that’s enough now” when all he will do is go elsewhere to the next greedy Bitch who will have no such moral limits?

So it leads to this….I have no Guilt gene and therefore do not feel guilty for anything I say or do…if you want to test this then come to Me and throw your hard-earned cash at Me like there’s no tomorrow, take out loans, sell your fucking house, tell Me you will be out on the streets if I keep taking and that you will be destroyed physically, mentally and morally…you will find I keep taking and taking and taking and guilt will not rear it’s ugly little head anywhere near My direction…hahaha

This is not..the greatest blog post in the world..this is a…tribute

You may have noticed I follow this person on Twitter and let him speak to Me in ways all you little losers and subbies would never dare…bet you wonder why, hmm?

For one thing I find his humour refreshing – anyone who can say a big FUCK YOU to the sheeplike, mentally challenged members of the British public is OK by Me…;)

He’s an Alpha Male – which makes him about ten million percent better than all the losers and fucktards who serve Me and think of themselves as pathetic…why do you think they put the sub in submissive, hmm?

“But he’s disrespectful to women!” I hear you whine…again, a big NO…anyone who can’t tell the difference between misogyny and a general piss-take/humour-sharing at someone’s level doesn’t deserve to still be fucking breathing…

Sharing My love of sci-fi, metal, toys and internet is a plus, also the fact he is a REAL person who doesn’t put on a bollocks fake personality to please others…and can I say I love tattoos?…with three of My own I appreciate the art…

When it comes down to it Marcus is like a male version of Myself…if he ever gets the urge I am sure he could make a killing as a male MoneyDom…hahaha…after all, how many of you fools pay Me to hurl abuse, insults and general humiliation at you?…exactly…

So there you have it, some of the reasons why I like this person…I am not a “fan” as such and I hate the whole worship/adoration of someone just because they’ve been on a stupid fucking TV programme…in fact I would gladly maim, slowly torture and destroy many of those types who subscribe to that mindset…Marcus is someone I would get on with in real life without all the TV crap and that, My little pets, is what I base My allegiance on…

Do I really care what you think about who I like or dislike?…NO, do I fuck, this is merely a great excuse to fill My blog with great keywords and a popular title phrase….hahahahaha