Saturday March 22, 2008

      The best part of being a Goddess?

      Getting up early, and going out to breakfast with other Superior women, while leaving a simpering little slut boi chained by his penis to a radiator at home...and paying for breakfast with his credit card because "Oh, I'm michael's wife...he had to stay home today. You know those boys."

      These are the days when the Goddess really needs a Sybian. So, your assignment, boys, is to go and buy Me one.

      If you are particularly good, you may watch Me use it on a cute little purple haired girl slave while she face polishes the latex over My ass.

      Of course most of you will NEVER be worthy to see Me use it Myself...but you may be allowed to listen, while bound, gagged and blindfolded in a cage in the corner.

      Wouldn't that be wonderful?

      The first boy to buy one for Me, and have it delivered to My space wins a night of humiliation, listening to his Superiors break in their wonderful new toy. *giggles*

Friday March 21, 2008

      Late night. Long day. Stretch. Yawn. Masturbate in shower while fantasizing about raping a sissy with the handle of My whip. Drink warm milk. Sleep.

      Fetish Factory's party is coming up on Memorial day. And after that the Goddess may be planning another trip down to Richmond, and then out to Colorado to session at Mistress Saskia's dungeon in the next few months. If you are in Richmond, you may email from now to set up a time for your training. I will most likely only be there for a weekend in April, so book early, worms.

      No parties tonight. Finally, a night to read some Dostoyevsky, and a few of the Sutras. The Goddess hasn't had enough time lately to read!

      Mary Wollstonecraft is on the menu for tonight, as is Susanna Kaysen, and Gerald Manata's "Human Roots of Libertarianism".

      I don't necessarily agree with everything in Manata's text, but it is a very interesting view point presented, and some very well phrased thoughts.

      Sissies? Don't bother your inferior little heads with trying to figure out who any of those three authors are. Go take your milk and cookies, and have sweet, sugary dreams about your wives being sodomized by large ethnic rapists.

      Masochists? Pain slaves? Go drink your Goddess' blood (what, you don't have any? Tsk, tsk!), and have pleasant nightmares about the Goddess whipping you for every mis-quote from Wollstonecraft's "A Vindication of the Rights of Women".

Thursday March 20, 2008

      Going jogging, and then feeding Talon this morning. Jogging with a fellow Domina, who is hiring a friend of Mine to do her website. Said friend is an SEO and design specialist, as well as a professional photographer...very interesting combination. I may hire the boy to re-build SavageGoddess.Com in the future, we'll see.

      Or maybe I'll just find a financial slave to pay for it. After all, why should I have to pay $2000 when a boy can do it for Me? Then I'll have My money, and his money...exactly as the world intended it to be, hmm?

      Maybe a nice little contractor boy, or a business type, who comes when called to open his wallet and whimper in humiliation as I take him, on a leash, to an ATM. I can even tattoo the words "Wallet Wimp" on his ass, and make him start keeping his ATM card there. *giggles*

      Have a "Goddess Debit" card made, to swipe down his ass crack as he's handing over his money....*falls over laughing*

      Oh dear...humiliating boys is just too funny...

Wednesday March 19, 2008

      Taking today off, boys and girls

      The Goddess is taking Her wednesday off for another pedicure, another manicure, and a massage. For next week's massages, manicures and pedicures, any volunteers who wish to suffer financially may volunteer to take Me. This week's driver/victim has already been chosen.

      Once again...asian pedicure parlors. One of you needs to buy one and give it to Me, or if you happen to be feminine and lispy, and asian, you may kneel at My feet and I may teach you how to give a proper pedicure...provided that you bring Me something nice and shiny.

      The Goddess likes shiny. Especially white gold. The Goddess is a very, very, very greedy Bitch.

      But then, what properly Dominant woman isn't?

Tuesday March 18, 2008

      *growl* Why is the Goddess up so early if Her photographer hasn't set his lights up yet? Gahh...I despise photographers. Especially ones who shoot in warehouses. 10 in the fucking morning and I'm awake, finished with make up, and getting chilly nipples in a warehouse. Thank Me (and the other Goddesses, of course), that I have a Sony Vaio with wireless internet.

      The Goddess does NOT like chilly nipples. This is the last time I volunteer for partially nude photos without bringing a blanket. I really, really, REALLY should have brought a jacket to wear over this cincher.

      Or a cute little asian slave girl with a warm mouth.

      Hm....that might get the photographer to hurry up with those lights...*laughs*

Monday March 17, 2008

      Do you boys know what today is?

      Today is the day the Goddess does another photo shoot! You little boys should have the photos available in another two weeks...how wonderful for you! All of you may kneel and say "Thank You, Goddess Thain!"

      And for you boys who still want to be in the next series of photo shoots, you may email Me for the privilege.

      I was so nice to the last little boy who suffered for Me on camera...he only had to pay half his "i'm a sad little male" session fee.

      Of course, then I made him take Me out for Chinese at a nice restaurant, without letting him take out the jeweled butt plug...*giggles*

Sunday March 16, 2008

      How many times must I say it? The Goddess LOVES you little church go-ers...you go, kneel, pray to the Christian God...and then you call and come and kneel to pray to Me. It's so wonderfully, erotically sacreligious.

      It's only 11 boys, and I already have four of you scheduled for punishment today. Something about confessing those sins to a priest who just makes you splash some water on yourselves makes you want to come over and get something else splashed on, doesn't it?

      Kneel. Bow your head in Prayer. Offer your Sins to the Goddess. Taste...this is My Whip, which cleanses the Sins of male flesh from your bones. Beg for Divine Retribution for your wicked male ways. Kneel and Whimper....shed tears and blood as the blackness of your soul is purged by the leather of My Whip.

      I love Sundays...