The White Devil Strikes Again…$25,000 IN ONE DAY
I know, I know… I’m amazing in every possible way.
You do know what they say, don’t you?
The birdy’s been plucked again. I merely snapped My pretty fingers, and oh how high he jumped flew….hehehe. My Amazon WANTlists cleared out to the tune of $17,000 today. A Mac desktop and the new Mac Air notebook, a GORGEOUS $3,600 diamond bracelet and some other pretty things. =)
I also procured $5,000 in tributes earlier today from dedorko, admirer, hopeless and two new jumping piglets who have yet to be branded with a name, but appearing promising in servitude.
There were also several inflictions I conducted on the telephone, but I do not consider those tributees – even if I do make them pay $50 a minute to speak to Me.
Bow down. Worship the Power.
The Power is no fluke. The Power is no facade. The Power is real. The Power is divine. The Power is ME.
I reside inside of all of you, and I am never leaving.
There is only one path for you….
Have you not been graced with the newest ‘Irresistable’ photoset of The Queen Bee? Indeed, your world is lacking severely. Here’s a bit of sustenance for you, the underprivileged:
Pretty presents and a HOT tan
These are a few of My favorite pieces of jewelry that have come in the last few days! As I write this, the UPS boy just delivered a TON more boxes! OMG! Hehehehe I LOVE IT!
And the GORGEOUS armoire that all My sparklies get to reside in!
Oh, and HOT HOT HOT! I look stunning with a tan! I swear My skin is GLOWING and softer than ever. Here are some webcam snaps…..Yuuuuuummy!
I know, I know……….when you look at Me, you can’t help feeling even MORE inferior that you already are. You dream about being on your knees in front of Me, begging to be useful.
Oh stop already. We both know that you couldn’t possibly even function faced with My INTIMIDATING visage hovering above you. Your knees would shake, you’d swallow your tongue and be rendered inept. Or dead.
Hahahahaha!!!!!
P.S. That one was especially for youuuuuuuuuuuu!!!
Dear Goddess,
I get these kind of emails all the time, and for the most part I ignore them. For whatever reason I decided to reply to this one a moment ago and thought the result was amusing. =)
The email:
Dear Goddess,
I would like to serve you, but I’m afraid that I am not worthy or wealthy enough. You are the most amazing Dominant Woman I have ever laid eyes on. I see you take so much from your slaves and I’m afraid that I’d lose My entire savings to you. But I can’t stop looking at your site and your pictures. I’m obsessed with you. I’m at work right now, and I should be working but I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know what to do. Please tell me what to do.
My reply:
boy,
See if you can follow. I’ve made it really easy for your mushy little mind to comprehend.1. You don’t “lose” anything to Me – you simply give to Me what is rightfully Mine.
2. You’re definitely NOT worthy. Your life ONLY has purpose IF you become My slave and please Me in said coveted position.
3. You’re probably NOT wealthy enough to be of much interest to Me – however, I’ll thoroughly enjoy taking everything you’ve got and then some. And I will get whatever I want from you.
4. What you get to do is go into the bathroom at your office and piss on yourself. You may then return to you desk and send Me $500 for that privilege.
The result:
Oh yeah, I got $900 from My birdy today too. But that’s not ALL!!!!!
I also got another one of these from him:
I’ll put up the rest later…..I’m getting goodies delivered right now!!!
Soul to Sole (Life After Goddess Is STILL Serving Goddess)
So, My current focus is to have dedicated servants make Me the rightful beneficiary on their life insurance policies, as I have with My boys here. Last night in My conversations with trigger (who, by the way, is still on an allowance that I dole out to him and I get the rest which equates to about $4,000 a month), something quite hilarious came up.
Read on….
The Queen Bee: I’m the only one you live for (-name edited-)
The Queen Bee: and I’ll be the one you die for. I literally own your soul.
The Queen Bee: so it makes perfect sense, doesn’t it…(long pause)
The Queen Bee: speak up, I haven’t got all day boy
trigger: of course it does but i’m afraid
The Queen Bee: Afraid of what? Death?
The Queen Bee: It’s inevitable
The Queen Bee: Deal with it
trigger: no thats not it
The Queen Bee: Well cough it up already
The Queen Bee: With the way you’re typing, you might as well be dying right now
trigger: i’m afraid YOU will have me killed(I’m laughing hysterically)
The Queen Bee: Fear is a good thing
trigger: what does that mean
The Queen Bee: It means what it means
The Queen Bee: it’s a good thing to fear – it could save your life
trigger: ?
trigger: you are scaring me
The Queen Bee: you deserve it for thinking I’d risk MY HOLY VESSEL for life insurance that wouldn’t last Me a year dumbass
The Queen Bee: Now go gobble the trash up – and write yourself a note to call your attorney tomorrow.
trigger: yes Goddess
trigger: everything for YOU Goddess
The Queen Bee: Yes, EVERYTHING.
I really enjoyed twisting his brain. trigger was allowed to phone Me later and I did it some more – only I stepped it up a million notches. Needless to say, I made him cry, and that made Me laugh even harder. It was a riot. =)
So today he messages Me and what does he have to report???? That I indeed will be the SOLE beneficiary on his $500,000 life insurance policy.
So uh, anyone know where I could find a cheap hitman?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! Relax, trig. You’re worth more to Me alive.
That is, of course, if you maintain productivity…..
Home is where I break your heart….
A dose of DG….finally! I bet your little skintag is just pulsing to the extreme isn’t it! I imagine it’s like a little worm, all dirty and ready to be dissected for Science. But go ahead now, you all may all prick your bitty dangles with a bunch of pink head straight pins in honor of My Divine Return! Take a picture, send it to Me….hell send it to your mother, wife and priest too. I’m sure they’ll ALL enjoy the freakshow.
Sooooooooo………My vacation was subliiiiiiime. I’m officially THE Mexican National Symbol of Beauty. I was literally WORSHIPPED by thousands of those little mexis. I could have foregone flying home, opting instead for being carried on the shoulders of the tiny Mayans, as a true Goddess should travel.
And treated like a true Goddess, I was….My Amazonian Blonde Beauty stunned them ALL into submission. I had this preconceived notion that Latino boys were chock full of meaningless machisimo – well, obviously not in My Presence. No need to demand anything anywhere - EVERYTHING I wanted was just there.Some highlights of My trip:
- Had a supremely beautiful snorkeling trip…..lots of magnificent sea creatures – much like Myself. =)
- I went scuba diving for the first time! It was amazing! I so should have done this sooner – I’m a total mermaid! =P However, I’ve discovered that Mexico is one of the most difficult places to dive, as the ocean has a very powerful undercurrent. But, I did it, and it was fabulous!
- Visited Chichen-Itza – completely awe-inspiring. Was supremely pissed that they do not allow you to walk up the main temple anymore. I was rather looking forward to that.
- Had the most amazing massage of My Life overlooking the beach. Tipped the masseuse $300. (P.S. That used to be your money HAHA!)
For the most part I soaked up the sunshine. Gawd, do I have a beautiful sunkissed glowing tan now! Even My tanlines turn Me on, which I usually hate, but fuckYum! Everything’s delicious on Me!
Oh, I also came home to $5000+ in tributes and I’ve gotten $6000+ in Amazon GC’s. ¡Excelente! See, that’s the way to “work”! It’s all in the way you churn their bitty brains….chop and mush…implant and trigger….
As you can see, dodo missed Me lots.
Some new junky. Realizes this is pitiful quite quickly.
Resolves his ridiculous attempt with this! Redeems pigself slightly – now it’s time to empty his bank accounts.
Yes, I intend to drain him completely. A bloodletting on My homecoming….SUBLIME.
Oh yes, and when I got home, My house was FILLED to the ceiling with GIFTS! You have no idea what hard work it is getting presents….Hahahaaha!
It’s a good thing I have boys to open them, break down the boxes and take them to the recycling center. They, of course know that I detest coming home to a mess. My slaves watched My kitty, opened My packages for Me when I was away, assembled things that needed assembled and though My place was full of new goodies for Goddess - it was sparkling clean. So nice to come home to. They really did a lovely job.
And for all of their efforts, they were rewarded. Oh, you can ONLY imagine…..HAHAHAHA Eat, drink and be humiliated THOROUGHLY!
Such dirty little mouths now.
So, I’ll have the phone on tonight I think. I’m ready to inflict.
Are you ready to receive………………..?
Into the Deep
Well, I’m off to beautiful Mexico tomorrow morning, and from the onslaught of tributes, messages and boys waiting in LINE to speak to Me this week, it’s pretty obvious that My boys aren’t handling the idea of being seperated from Me for a week very well….
But I rather like the idea of the suffering you will feel when I am away. The needing….
As for Me, I am extremely ready to be pampered completely. Mmmmm…massages on the beach….heaven. Oxygen facials…..sublime.
I’ll be back on the 13th.
Until then, here’s a little something for you to……fall deeper into while I’m gone.
EDIT: Above link fixed. Well, go on then.
Am I PHENOMENAL or what?!!!
These gift certificates aren’t even counting the THOUSANDS of dollars of stuff My little birdy buys off Amazon directly. It’s hot, I know!!!! No – I’M HOT! And I don’t just mean sexxxxxy. I mean ACHINGLY GORGEOUS AND TRIUMPHANTLY BRILLIANT!
Yeah if I was you, I’d want to be Me too! The problem for you is this:
I am The Incomparable.
Copy every word I write…no seriously, DO IT! How about you just call your dusty Amazon wishlist a WANTlist or some other cute derivative of My Divine Vernacular?! I’m sure the boypigs will clear up those goodies in a blinding flash! HAHAHAHAHA! No! Try bleaching those brunette locks suicide blonde like Mine! WHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! They’ll love you, I promise! Oh, here’s a good one….take up HYPNOSIS! BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
No wait! I’ve got the perfect solution!
Get on your dirty cock-smoking knees and grovel like the rest of the WORLD!
P.S. The secret’s in the sauce!
UPDATE 3-30-08:
There is really only one thing to say about this…..
Whatever Thee Goddess Wants, Thee GODDESS GETS!
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:
Download ‘Verse’ 800×600
Download ‘Verse’ 1024×768
Off to the gym….there’s a little boy there I’m determined to……..own. =P
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 ……………
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.....