Outing Bitches IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL!

While I understand that the cuntbags of the Universe (note: that means you, pigboys) are attracted to the flame that burns the brightest (MOI) – I don’t tolerate the bullshit below.

1. If you can’t serve financially – you’re MORE WORTHLESS to Me than I already view you.
2. DON’T EVER contact Me if your shitself is serving someone else.
3. I’d love to read the headline tomorrow: FREAKY GERMAN PRIEST HANGS HIMSELF IN CHURCH

A Tasty Treat

Eat it up babies…

Line Up Bitches!

I’m available from here on out tonight to take your stupid phone calls, little cuntbags.

BE WARNED – I’m in a terrible mood because I hurt My foot yesterday and am feeling super vicious.

SOMEONE is going to PAY for MY pain.

I Had A Dream Last Night…

….that I was sleeping in the deep at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. Thousands of mermaids came to Me to wake Me up. They were all singing, “You must wake…you must punish…”

I was angry to be woken and as I sat up, the water was in roaring tides and the mermaids all went swimming away very quickly.

I emerged from the water, took a few steps and I was at the shoreline of New York City. I was so tall that everything looked so miniscule – like tiny ants buzzing around an anthill.

I stepped onto the land and everything beneath My Feet was crushed flat. I began to push buildings out of My Way with a slight brush of My Hand. The little ants seemed to be moving faster, but not one escaped My Path.

I pulled off the top of the Empire State Building and looked inside. Then I grabbed the building, uprooted it like a tree, turned it over and swallowed everyone inside.

And that’s all I remember….

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Less than two weeks after entering the realm of financial slavery on the Internet in December, a little boy from Kansas called Me up.  Within 5 minutes of speaking to him, I told him to send Me $5,000 via Paypal (which I no longer use….sigh).

He did so.

About a week later, I added a camera to My Amazon Wantlist that was nearly $7,000 and told him to purchase it.

He did so.

Then I demanded a credit card in My Name.

He sent it.

Since December, he has given and done everything that I’ve demanded and more – including (among a long list) a deliciously painful full body wax, going to work for several weeks with a LARGE pink butt plug installed and being locked in chastity for about 4 months now (though he did try to smash himself out of it with a hammer! LOL!!).

In April of this year, I began to demand a large tribute from My slave boy from Kansas by the name of Hertinypieceofcoal.

While it was no overnight process, he was able to get a loan and sent his Controlling Queen every cent of $50,000.

He has been a very good boy and although not deserving of much – he will be publicly recognized for his unfaltering servitude.

ALL

Irresistable, aren’t I?

Guess What I’ve Got The mustang Doing Right Now???

Oh, come on…..give it a good guess.

Give up???

it’s pissing in it’s wife’s panty drawer!

Hehehehehehehehe!!!!!!

I’m Flattered, Darlings!!!

My little webcunt sent Me a WHOLE list of links today. I was rather annoyed that he sent them at first, because I simply do not have the time nor the inclination too care about what this little chickie and that little chickie are doing.

However, I must admit – I’m sooooooo flattered!!

This list My webcunt sent had this subject line “List of idiots that copy You, Highness”. As I mentioned, I don’t care (and I especially despise it when pigfucks try to stir drama) , and immediately began to reply in a tirade.

Then I started scrolling….

Then I began clicking….and watching and reading.

And this is what I have to say about it -

I love that you want to be like Me! If any ladies have any questions about torturing or draining the male species, don’t hesitate to ask.

I’ve always had a dream of leading an Isle of Gorgeous Amazons with boy slaves working for Us all – and the way you all are following My every move and reissuing My Words assures Me that My Vision is not far from happening!

There are quite a few ladies who’ve already asked Me questions about the ways and means of Female Domination and suppression of the male, and I’ve always had a moment for the Superior Gender. Feel free to approach Me.

My ideas are endless and I want you ladies to permeate the World with them. However, a direct plaguarism without reference often comes across as tacky, and believe Me, girls – the maggots pick up on it immediately.

I’m Baaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!

The Magnificent Goddess of Greed and Gorgeousity that you little puppies pine for has returned from Her Chicago trip!  I was having SOOOOOOOO much fun that I stayed longer!  Met some fabulous people/celebs, saw some GREAT concerts and sites, and shopped and shopped and SHOPPED!!!!!!  It’s official – I need a bigger house for all of MY SHOES and BOOTS!!!!

And My drones paid for it ALL =)

Oh, but what do I discover upon My return?  A SCREENFUL of THEE most pathetic, needy, whining instant messages I have EVER read!!  You crack monkey junkies for DG are just DYING for a fix, aren't you?!!

The best part of all of them was the mustang’s descent into hysteria.  This little piggie actually determined in his mushy peabrain that I had arrived back on Thursday and was ignoring him! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!  While I’ve kept most of our coorespondence private, this baby tantrum and nuttiness is TOO HILARIOUS NOT TO SHARE!!  So here are some excerpts of the juiciest parts:

This is before it thinks I’ve returned:
dumdum: You will always have clean and moist boots with me around
dumdum: Moist boots!
dumdum: and moist heels!
dumdum: my job is to shine those boots
dumdum: ……..
dumdum: two things in boot cleaning technology are very important
dumdum: 1. The lotion
dumdum: 2. the applicator
dumdum: and a great deal of effort to really get it right
dumdum: the boots should be worn by the Master for best cleaning action
dumdum: th lotions…welll…
dumdum: they can be very interesting
dumdum: and the applicators too
dumdum: i just love boots
dumdum: but i like glistening clean and shining boots on MY MASTER
dumdum: i want to buy You more BOOTS!!!
dumdum: Did you get the boots??
dumdum: the $1000 boots?
dumdum: PLEASE!!! send vibrations to me and make me dream of BOOTS
dumdum: PLEASE
dumdum: i will obey You, Master
dumdum: …….
dumdum: i am officially going to bed
dumdum: but i will leave this on
dumdum: i am wondering if perhaps you are mad at me for something i said?
dumdum: i have to log off
dumdum: the computer screen is too bright and i can't sleep
dumdum: Hope you are safe.
dumdum: At some point I will realize that…
dumdum: i should not worry about You
dumdum: But i do…
dumdum: Good night
dumdum: Hi cheek bones
dumdum: High Cheek Bones
dumdum: An absolute necessity for beauty
dumdum: You have beautiful cheek bones
dumdum: perfect

Here is the beginning of hysteria! (NOTE: I am still in Chicago – HAHAHAHAHA!)
dumdum: i don’t know what the deal is bus i am going to bed.
dumdum: i wonder why You are not reponding

The specimen begins to decline into the abyss of emotional masochism and attempts to discover what wrong move it has made. (NOTE: I am STILL in Chicago.)
dumdum: Master, i am sorry
dumdum: if i have done something wrong
dumdum: i feel sad inside
dumdum: so forgive me
dumdum: i am always open in my emails
dumdum: so if i wrote something that offended you
dumdum: then i apologize
dumdum: if i don’t hear from you again
dumdum: i will be confused
dumdum: but will understand…
dumdum: so, i won’t write again
dumdum: until I hear from you
dumdum: once again…
dumdum: I am sorry and have only always tried to serve you. i know it is hard for me to keep the emotions in check and be the perfect slave. But i really and honestly do try. i can try to improve. But maybe for some reason, You have decided i am incorrigible. i don’t know. Without communication i am at a loss to know so i just bump in the dark.
dumdum: Good night Master. Your baby really does love Mommy
dumdum: i think too much actually.
dumdum: the only thing i can guess is You are mad at me because i broke my computer.

Hysteria is in full effect. Specimen has determined that it will close it’s email account, yet open another one with the name of “mustang’s ashes”. Specimen believes that it is dead. (NOTE: Uh, I don’t really need to say it do I?!  Yes, indeed - still in Chicago…)

I feel very sad today. I wanted to inform you that I closed the brokenmustang account. I struggled very hard with this. I thought it would be correct to let you know. I really don’t know what I did wrong that has led you to ignore me. At first I thought perhaps you were hurt or something. But then I was woken up by the computer when you logged into IM on Thursday night and then proceeded to block me out, I was really confused. However, I knew you were back from Chicago at this point.  I don’t expect you to respond to this email as you have your reasons for blocking me out, but if you give me just a moment of your time to state a few things from my heart without anger or rancor.
 
First and foremost, in everything, forgive me. I have come to be very attached to you and in my mind sometimes was unable to distinguish the love and desire to obey you from the fantasy. I at least hope you see this. I did so like our relationship and discovered in you a character that became deeply fused in my heart. There was no septum-separation in my heart between the fantasy of servitude and the love of person. I like you very much. There is no failing this desire but it is in deep conflict because in liking you, I really believe that the only response to build this sentiment is reciprocal. There would be no way for me to feel this were it not spiritually reciprocated by you. But now, I am not sure what to believe and so the conflict. So, forgive me.
 
But I have more confidence in myself than supply the weasel words above for I know, that I have served you very well. Maybe not perfectly, but really well…and my intention was to keep serving you.

And that kiddies, is the story of one piglet’s journey into madness in less than a week.

The ONLY slave boy who asked how My trip was and inquired of what assistance he might be upon My return was My tinypieceofcoal.  Kudos to him for knowing his place in My world.

I’ll get to the rest of you shortly.  And yes, I’ve seen all the tributes you’ve left your Queen.  Good little fucker bees =P

Amusing Email of The Day

And I QUOTE:

“hello hello … not sure about you … 1. you have way too many photos of your face on your page, but thats cool i guess … 2.you can talk about controll but youll never top the man, think about war. a man ( a women? doesnt have the ability) plans out, justifys and politicaly manipulates the masses to obey & simply commit a form of symbolic suicide for a financial gain … 3. you think because you act like what you hate you think you have obtained your independance? hmmm … (you claim men are inferior yet duplicate their typical self serving ways?) … 4. & dont worry, untill a women makes more money than a man, women will always be following (if the money is on the agenda) & women can keep creeping in so long has the man chooses to ignore the mind. after all, if both sexes were honest, all would be equill instead .. bhlahhh …. and you?

just remember. the most famous women in the history of the world (marayln monroes) was killed by a powerfull man. a friend of frank sinatra. now, do you think hes a nice guy? ”

Yes, darling – you’ve convinced Me!  Mistakes like you are simply destined to rule the world with your poor grasp of the English language and your inability to actually complete a rational thought….

All the boys who know your place in this world, and Ladies if you’re feeling frisky – why not send the next George W. here a message and tell him how much you adore him! Hahahahaahaha!!!!

http://www.myspace.com/martinez68

NOTE:  This one’s a hispanic catholic – otherwise known as guilty sinner begging to be rammed in his tight little ass by a 9 inch dildo strapped to My pretty hips.Oh, and no lube – for sure.

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