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NYC trip, albeit short, was yum. Rocked some Broadway. Killer. Met James Spader. Hubba.  Ate $200 meals everyday. Mmm. Saw Karen Finley perform. Phenom.  Bought more jewelry than I came home to. Cha-ching.  And did I come home to a stack of boxes! As one little hypnojunky was so apt to point out (stalking My WANTlist again! hahaha), everything cleaned on them – just like I love it.

And oh, I just commanded the best head of My life, whilst smacking his pretty little face repeatedly.  Fucking perfect.

Nighty night boys….keep on dreaming.

A New Namaste

Today, more than yesterday, you will prostrate yourself before Me.

It is International Women’s Day, and although I’m usually not one for modern holidays, this one is important to Me.

While I consider and manifest every day as a holiday to Myself and My Exquisite Womanhood, this is a day for the reverance of all Women, and I am quite content to be the head Deity of this celebration and remind the boys of the world exactly why and what for they exist.

This is your personal mantra from this day forward. Learn it. Memorize it.

Without Her Blood, I could not be.
Without Her Womb, I am nothing.
Without Her Breasts, I starve.
Without Her Attention, I wither. 
Without Her Strength, I fall.
Without Her Advice, I falter. 
Without Her Direction, I am lost.
Without Her Beauty, I suffer. 
For Her Beauty, I suffer.
For Her Pleasure, I work.
For Her Attention, I submit.
For Her, I obey.

Chop Chop!

It could be the sound of Me clapping My delicate little hands and commanding you to lick the mud off My leather boots…

Or the last moments of your hilariously insignificant peepee getting what it deserves…

Perhaps the slicing of scissors to the rope I’ve left you in for days…

A cashier destroying that credit card you couldn’t resist giving Me the number to…

The echo of the last bits of your sanity lacerated by My mesmerizing purr…

Today though, it’s the sound of a new Goddess emerging….

I’ve cut My hair off and I just adore it!

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I clipped My hair up into a faux bob so much, I decided why not have a real faux bob! =P

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And in roll the slew of Marilyn comments….yes, it’s blond. Yes, I’m devastatingly attractive.  Yes, I’ve been told that I look like every blond film actress that’s ever been on screen.  No, none of them are one sliver of what I AM.

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The necklace in these photos was one of a lot of b-day presents from My favorite flavour-of-the-month…a perfect compliment to a perfect new look! I’ll post belated pics of all My goodies at some point.  I’m still wheeling and dealing and playing the real estate field.  Come to find out that the lovely home I’ve had My eye on failed some inspections.  Not so much of a setback, but a challenge. 

And you and I both know who wins, don’t we?

My porn for today

Thought I’d give you a little insight.

Messaging Me

Posting My email address wasn’t an invite for every failing male freak on the planet to IM Me. 

I block everyone who does not purchase My chat IDs. Simple as that.

My IDs can be purchased by clicking here and following My instructions to the letter:

 http://beta.niteflirt.com/messages/click_payment_button?id=44633186

Waste someone else’s time with your empty flattery to get attention – I already KNOW I’m Supreme.

Ciao.

The Miami Saga, Pt. 1

I mentioned awhile ago that I’d write more about My little Miami excursion, but often when you’re up to no good,  there’s really no time to write!

So without further ado…

I made My way to Miami to visit My new “friends” I’d made…I’ll call them Jane and John. They have a simply lovely multi-million dollar home on the waterfront which was very cozy, albeit a bit white for My taste. 

I discovered quickly that Jane was very susceptible to hypnosis and very easy to put to sleep.  And in dreams she stayed for most of My trip, often commenting during the day that she’d never slept so long and so deeply.  She also found herself very, very hungry – apparently she’s put on about 15 pounds or so since I left and can’t shake her craving for cupcakes! 

She also told Me that I should use her credit cards for anything I might want. She was a tad shocked when I told her what I’d charged….however, it was quickly replaced by an invitation to spend more if I wanted!  I, of course, could not deny her that pleasure ;P

Now John, on the other hand, is a different specimen altogether. Mr. type-A personality.  Complete facade for the reality of what actually is (much like most of you live).  I see through these veils of representation altogether too much.  The world is a herd.

It was almost too easy to seduce John. Walking around in a bikini discussing physics seemed to work. Intriguing dichotomies are My specialty. The dialogue was brilliant, but I’m not writing a book here.

Suffice to say, as it stands…Jane wants Me to please Me in anyway possible, and John has already professed his love for Me.

Sounds like a win-win situation for ME…again.

You aren’t surprised, are you?

Some of you appear to have strayed off into wankland.  Get your asses in motion and finish up the airfare purchases.

I won’t say it again.

Airfare for Me, tinges of humiliation for you!

I will be taking another trip to Miami and Key West soon and this time it’s on My little internet minions to pony up and contribute to the cause. The cause? Torturing the masses of course! Hehehehe ;P

I want at least $3,000 and I expect even the boys who whine that they are not worthy of My insatiable money-hunger to contribute. You know who you are.

Here’s the link: https://giftcards.aa.com/order.jsp?giftcard=Virtual

Send to decadent_goddess@yahoo.com

I’ll tell you when to stop.

Give it to Me...

I’m posting this here in response to the numerous email inquiries. 

At this moment in time, the service (ie. Niteflirt) by which you get the honor of purchasing My various media manIPULATIONS (mp3s, photos,etc.) is broken.  By broken, I mean attempting to function, but not functioning properly at all. Therefore all the buy now buttons on My glorious domain are also not working. 

From what I gather, there is no specific date by which this will be fixed. Niteflirt is running in a beta form at the moment, which means everything is fucked up and they have yet to fix it.  Joyous occasion for the junkies!

This also means that Goddess does not frustrate Herself with these trivialities.  Unfortunately, Niteflirt hates you and is making you wait to get a taste of sweet torture. Send the customer support emails to them, boys.  I only fix things into what I want them to be after I break them…

I will also not be posting any of My new Mp3s and such until it is fixed.

I have read however, that the phone service is supposed to be working.  I will attempt to turn My lines on tomorrow and see how it goes.

Tremors

As I mentioned on Twitter, staying home tonight had its perks! $8,000 worth!

But then, being under the spell of a Woman so utterly irresistable surely has its perks as well….

Come....come to Me

I hear that uncontrollable tremors, out-of-body experiences and bankruptcy are just a few!

I am not done…

…travelling yet.

I got home just in time to enjoy some fabulous weather and boating – but then of course, I make new friends and I’m off again! Chicago first, then NYC again, ending in Miami to the fabulous home of My new very rich and very masochistic friends….the perfect combination for Me, isn’t it? Let’s just say that I’ve enjoyed dipping My cute little tootsies into “couples” and their relationships (ending!)….but to be equally worshipped by both…..MMMMMMmmmmnnn.

Pray for their souls, won’t you?

Hehehe…

I have yet to get a new phone with all the travel, but I will comment on this -

I’m quite used to a thousand men jumping to satiate My every desire, but you little puppies must be terribly bored with everyone you stalk online! I got so many emails about the phone task, I just had to sit back and giggle (you know the one)….

I own your very souls. Not only will I continue to thoroughly haunt your thoughts, your dreams, your private moments….it is now My express goal to occupy those of your offspring…your children’s children…your line.

I am the only legacy you will leave on this earth.  I am woven into your DNA and effect everything you say, do, create – forever.

I AM.

And you…

you are not.

Legacy

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