How does One reward…?
Consistent and large tributes, complete devotion, unfailing obedience and a thorough consideration of all of My desires. That’s a pretty perfect slave, don’t you think? And, sure, I believe you should reward your good slaves every so often….
So tiny got to sit in a tub of freezing ice water and ice cubes for about an hour (with eternal chastity device still in place), while he listened to Me orgasm…..one wave after another. The first scream was intoxicating, the whimpering was gourmet and the begging that ensued was heavenly – but it was the panic at about 37 minutes that got Me off. Sheer panic. But he would not move unless I gave him permission to do so. That little boy’s mind is MINE. Yummy…And here is how 2008 wrapped up for the Queen Bee:
So many days missing in that picture. Such a shame. 
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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………………..?
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.
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.....