Quickie Dose of Decadence
Rejects of nature REJOICE! The White Devil has deigned to bless your inconsequential day and turn on the drip for a moment.
Now, go get the rubber band. Wrap it around tightly. You need My dose. I know.
A quick fix, but never painless:
- The Cancun Contribution plate is up to $6800! My trip is paid for ENTIRELY =), and now it’s time for shopping moula!
- I’ve created a devastatingly enslaving new hypnosis Mp3. It’s simply entitled “Obsession”. I’m sure that all of you reading My Journal are quaint with that notion. I decided to….well…. help you fall further down that endless spiral. It’ll be fuuuunnnn….I promise. Hehehehe….
Purchase “Obsession” here:
With reference to My calamitous whispers….I’ve got two boys quite jumbled in their little brains right now. dodo thought that he’d sent Me 100k by now, but it’s only about $65,000 so far with no end in sight! I have coerced certain financial information from him (as well as every weakness he possesses) and I must say….yummy!
And trigger made his way to the bank last week, signed up for a $25,000 home equity loan….and doesn’t remember a thing about it. He sees the paperwork and messages Me….only to be entranced into the next step.
lardbelly is officially a human garbage disposal. He’s replaced that Mikey kid….he’ll literally eat ANYTHING for Me! Hahahahaha!!!
I dismissed the mustang for disobedience a month ago or so. Now he’s writing Me ludicrously long love letters. Here’s one hilarious excerpt:
Accept the echo of the slave now banished as Your modicum of ghost. And here, upon the solid stone and granite of the person I will build the shrine for You and not a prison; here the altars will be built that magnify the human person and accepts the burden of the flesh but aspires to a liberation; and the flesh will be exalted in the elevation. The ought-Shrine ought to have been built long ago. Where all is what it ought to be; the tight and long drawn ought of possibility that caresses thought at midnight and makes companion in the silence of the silver moon. I love the otter of the ought, that chatter-ought and tighten taught the knot that ought to find the person to bind quite tight in spirit regulation and ligation.
My, do I churn exceptional grist for the poetic… Oh heartache! Oh devastation! Oh Goddess!
You see little boys…..you can read all about Me. You can stalk My videos on Youtube. But nothing, absolutely NOTHING compares to submitting to Me directly….
It is an experience you’ll never forget.
Belleza exquisita en México! Ay-yi-yi!
Well, I finally decided that I’m going to zip down to Cancun for My vacation! White sand…. blue water…..massages on the beach….HEAVEN! I’ve picked a lovely and expensive cater-to-all-My demands resort and I’m so excited to get out of this icy blast of winter for a week!
And who’s paying for this extravagant journey to the coast of Mexico?
Bien, usted es, por supuesto….
Once again, I refuse to let My good boys foot the entire bill. It’s too easy and there are too many of you pitiful pud-pounding puddles of testosterone hanging on My every word.
So it’s a lucky day for you….finally! Hahahaha! You get the amazing opportunity to Give Grandeur to the Grandest of Them All! It’s the perfect deal, isn’t it!
Thee Queen Bee’s Cancun Contribution
The week-long trip is going to run about $6,500. This doesn’t include any shopping or other excursions I intend to take. I’m leaving April 6th. I will have at least $8,500 contributed before then.
You can make your offering two ways. Via tribute buttons or by sending cash in the mail to Me.
I prefer you to overnight cash in the mail. It’s far more erotic than clicking a tribute button.
The trip to the bank you make for Me. Taking from yourself to give to Me. Is the teller suspicious that you’re withdrawing so much? Does she see that you’ve got a little stiffy that literally hurts!? Don’t try to hide it. Women see ALL. You’re guilty, guilty, guilty as charged.
I also tend to remember those moments much more. Something about opening the envelope….reading the accompanying letter……counting the sacrificial offering……mmmm….yummy!
Offerings by mail may be sent to:
***P.O. Box Address removed due to tattletale. Check My website on how to get it.***
Offerings online can be made on this page:
http://decadent-goddess.com/journal/suffer_for_me/
Additionally, only those boys who’ve contributed to My Cancun trip will be granted the privilege of seeing photos and videos of it.
So, when you do tribute, make a note that you know I’ll enjoy Myself in Cancun with the money you used to have. I get too many random tributes to know who you are without mention.
Oh and here’s a fabulous new wallpaper to dress up your dingy desktop:
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Off to the gym….there’s a little boy there I’m determined to……..own. =P
Recent Experiments
Firewater Enema
I’ve made various boys give themselves a whiskey enema, a vodka enema – but I really wanted to step it up a notch. A little forced intoxication with a twist BURN!
Unfortunately the Firewater itself didn’t have the burning effect I’d hoped for. So I needed to adjust the concoction. Add 12ml of clove oil and VOILA! The screaming begins.
Very quickly the screaming turned to crying, the crying turned to mumbled, drunken weeping and begging….which results in Me wanting to shut its little trap. So I decide it needs both holes filled.
Enter the cheap whiskey. Old Granddad in it’s mouth and Firewater+clove oil in its ass. No hands. If it drops the bottle, it gets to snort the burning firewater concoction up its nose. The bottle did not get dropped…. for quite awhile.
Then I tell subject what its mother’s name is and subject drops bottle.
Snorting of Goddess’ concoction commences, with GREATER weeping and MUCH MORE begging. Experiment ends with subject very drunk and sobbing. I hang up on subject.
The subject, in its inebriated and fearful state, begins to send tribute after tribute begging for My mercy – at least that’s what I gleaned from subject’s obvious inability to type clearly.
Subject wakes up the next day and sends more. It maxes out its credit card in one week.
Goddess is pleased.
Ginger Plug
After the firewater/clove oil experiment, I’ve become a bit obsessed with the concept of burning. Then I remember something I’ve ALWAYS wanted to try, but usually forget about.
Figging.
Otherwise peeling a piece of ginger root and inserting it into a dirty hole.
But I don’t want to do it to an anal junky. It has to be a virgin.
That’s why the young ones are perfect. Still fresh….untouched.
Subject #2 has no idea why Goddess has ordered him to the grocery to pick up ginger root, but the anticipation of what I will use it for has its tiny dangle as hard as it can get and thus makes it difficult for the subject to walk. Goddess then orders it to duct tape the pinky-sized protrusion down before he runs to the store for the ginger.
Upon its return, subject keeps asking Goddess,”What will you do with the ginger?” It annoys Goddess to no end.
Goddess makes subject stuff its mouth with roommate’s filthy sock and duct tape its mouth shut. It cannot speak anymore – only listen and obey. Subject gags repeatedly. Obviously it’s one foul piece of footwear stuffed in its yapper.
Goddess makes subject peel ginger and whittle it into a plug shape. Muffled resistance as subject begins to realize what is going to happen. Goddess begins to whisper that it’s going to burn the flesh very badly, and resistance increases. This only makes it more exciting for Goddess.
Goddess forces subject to stick the ginger root anal plug in its ass. Virgin whimpers as the ginger enters. Once in place, the subject quiets down a bit.
Goddess knows that the subject is confused that the ginger is not burning. Patiently, She waits. Muffled screaming commences. Goddess laughs and laughs and laughs.
Goddess then orders subject to rip the duct tape from its skintag. Muffled pleading is ignored. Goddess does not allow the subject to remove the duct tape slowly, as She knows the subject hopes to do. She makes sure that the guinea pig tears it from his flesh. Ouch.
Yes, it hurts. It bleeds and it burns and now it cries. Little boy tears are food for Goddess.
She is pleased.
Scam-a-Lamma-Ding-Dong (Or “Back To The Big House She Goes”)
So Melissa K. Jutras is pretending to be Me on Amazon. Yeah, isn’t that a riot and a half!
This old junky thinks that she’s running a hot scam, setting up a wishlist under My Name and all. The rotten twat has actually tried to be….dare I say, devious (ack!), by putting a half ton of pink crap and a bunch of goodies that I’ve already gotten on her shitlist along with the other junk she hopes to receive by attempting to imitate THE DIVINE.
I laughed My ass off when I saw it.
Don’t know who Melissa Jutras is, you say…
Yeah, I didn’t either until today. It seems Melissa Jutras is an pathetic petty thief.
Judge Mark O’Connor placed three defendants on the prosecutor’s pretrial diversion program on October 8, 2007. Deanna Burnham, age 35 of Cable pled guilty to grand theft, Jerome Hicks, age 18 of Bellefontaine pled guilty to aggravated assault, and Melissa Jutras, age 41 of Bellefontaine pled guilty to receiving stolen property.
Melissa, I’d suggest you hoist up those granny torpedoes and move again. They’re coming for ya, cuntbag.
Anyway, My WANTlists are here:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/1I854A1E0OC69
I know you dorks are dimwitted, so if it’s not the one above – it’s not MINE.
Oh, and I took more money this week than most of you peasants make in a year. Every time I recover from some illness, I just have the most voracious appetite for ……………
Nursemaids, mummy chickens and the perfect catch 22
I think I played more video games last week than I did in My entire childhood! I totally got sick again…..but it’s over.
Being out of commission and getting tributes and presents everyday makes it *almost* tolerable. That and having a little bell to ring when I want something.
slave was on vacation this week and he got to spend it being My nursemaid. Sure, I’m a brat. But when I’m under the weather, I am Damien from The Omen. Hahahahaha….I had him running around and doing so much that he literally passed out from exhaustion. After graciously letting him sleep for a few, I rang the bell loud as hell, woke him up and yelled at him to get out at 2am.
My house is immaculately clean now =) I had BOXES and BOXES stacked to the CEILING!!! My gifts strung out everywhere! My house looked like Amazon.com! Hahahaha!
And they are still coming! dodo keeps buying and tributing every day. Last week was $500 every day, a $1,100 Amazon gift card for the items he couldn’t buy, and today I woke up to another $1000. Isn’t life MY LIFE GRAND!
I also got another $1000 from zero. This Queen Bee addict tributed a long time ago and disappeared for awhile - had a Membersomenumber name – so I call him zero.
Psst….
psst….
hey zero….
Send 30 more of those thousand-dollar-drops….and don’t call Me until the 30 days is up.
I also made a phone call last week. Let’s just say it was a friendly reminder that ended in Me receiving an overnight envelope of $3000. I do love a perfect catch-22.
Mmmmm….
Anyway, now that I can finally speak again – I’m going to record some audio. I have a thousand painful ideas I must inflict upon you.
P.S. In the last month, lardbelly has eaten: dirt, alot of trashed food including a mummy chicken ROFLMAO!!!, department store flyers AND the contents of a petri dish (MY PERSONAL FUCKING FAVORITE! WHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAA!)
To elastrate, or not to elastrate…
St. Valentine’s Day Massacre
Today, most of My boys got to bleed for Goddess in green…and red.
dodo sent another $1,000 and bought everything on My WANTlist once again. My entranced birdy has purchased $16,000 of goodies for Goddess in what, two weeks?
dedorko overnighted $2,000 cash and sent an AMAZING bouquet of exotic flowers that smell phenomenal. I must find out what they are – I have NEVER smelled flowers so divine in My life!
Other tributes for Aphrodite in the flesh:
zero – $1,000 (what a bizarre accompanying email…maybe I’ll post it tomorrow…)
hopeless – $650 (atrophy is what happens to it….HAHAHA)
lardbelly – $400 (tonight’s dumpster diving feast for porky: kitty litter GROSS PUKE!!!)
randomloser – $400
There were also seven $100 tributes from various boys – some I know, some I do not. I noticed. You’re simply not worth mentioning right now.
Also I’ve gone from a smothering fascination to blood lust. I bit david’s wrist until it bled. Little droplets of life. All Mine. His orgasm was instant. It was an extraordinarily powerful moment.
Then there were the thorns on the fragrant Angel face roses ( I do believe he must have asked the florist to leave them on, the little masochist) he brought Me…
His inner thighs look like a polka dot predator was on the loose. His penis cried.
It’s dodo’s fault really. All the gifts and the large daily tributes have aroused Me immensely.
I’m exhausted…..yet still, I thirst for more.
Take his breath awaaaayyyyy…..
I picked up some 20+ Amazon boxes that dodo got Me from the post office today. Yummy!
So I get them home, open them up….
and all I can think of is how I’d like to suffocate a boy with packing peanuts and bubblewrap….
So that’s what I’m going to do tonight.
The rest of you get to wait.
I might be available later on this evening…say around 11 or midnight or so. Then again, I might not.
$3,000 and a cup o’ tea = perfect morning
randomloser and dedorko …….. $600 each.
hopeless …….. $800.
dodo …….. another $1,000!
Sitting in My silky kimono robe this morning, drinking a cup of Irish breakfast tea, laughing in delight….priceless.
Here’s a lovely little montage of dodo’s past week’s tributes:
Short and sweet
I woke up to $1,000 from dodo (pluck, pluck) and $500 from hopeless (shriiiveled)!
dodo has also been buying out My WANTlists so quickly that I don’t even know the $$$ amount it’s up to now…8-9 grand maybe??… and he’s also gone from sending $300 a day to $500 a day. So, the last two days I got another $1,000. =)
Does that make you feel even more inadequate than you already are? Thought so. Hahahahaha….
I got a bottle of stinky perfume from david1519. Yeah, Cashmere Mist stinks. Don’t buy it. How the hell DK would discontinue Chaos and make this putrid shit baffles Me.
I put a bunch of photos of My new goodies up.
Anyway, I’m playing with My new toys and relaxing.
That is all. Class dismissed.
Decadent Goddess
It is with great pleasure and satisfaction that I will torture, taunt, mesmerize, and control you...
I am the Decadent Goddess. The White Devil. The Queen Bee.
I AM YOUR DREAM COME TRUE.....