Catch A Rising Star

Subtitled: “Guerillas in the Midst … of Perfection”

Every e mail or application to serve me that I open, I’m not filled with disdain and boredom like the part time, poser dommes on the Internet, doing this to get some gas money for the weekend. As much as I have experienced, and as high as my standards are, the purity of my mission and significance of the role I grow to fill in a world needing a Goddess like myself keeps me from being jaded. A good ruler does not sacrifice for his citizens, however, his or her great mind must be aware of them, how lost they would be without him, and their hidden potential. That is, after all, how the greater part of the greatest domains prospered, especially European rules.

And so it is that I open emails with a hope that some unknown Slave/Servant/Applicant impresses me with his/her expression, devotion, or effort. Imagination may be the key ingredient, language, location, personal history, purity of servitude, need for my wicked genius, appearance, vocation – these are but a few ingredients that make one of you stand out from the many. BUT, the two ingredients that most catch my eye are effort and originality. Ergo this picture above. One new Servant in Training promised me he would do all he could in his small way to spread the word that there is one Goddess of Erotic Mind Control and Painful Pleasure worth experiencing. He went out and acted upon it, showing me that he’s not just words and empty devotion.

This won’t be a long blog, because it has a definite point, which I will get to later. I’ll precede this by telling you how power of a supernatural level gets poured into one Woman.

First of course must come the natural “shape” of the mind, soul, aura, and body – it must all seem pre-designed by the Dark/Light forces to attract the (sexual) energy and souls of those lost without a Goddess (though they may not know it yet.) I was born with this body and face … my actions even since young always drew upon the idea that women in control are the most powerful of all humans … my mind absorbed my stimulus and seemed to arrange it to accord with building personal confidence and power … and then came my natural budding into a Woman of Authority. What occurred then is what is occurring now on a grander scale. I began to absorb the sexual energy and souls of mostly men but some women who seem designed to “plug into” my many manifestations of my Erotic Soul – they became part of my Entity of Sexual Power. It’s hard to explain, but maybe if you can remember your first overwhelming kiss, that is how it felt when I first experienced someone actually surrendering his Erotic Mind to me completely. Fast forward a few years, and if the union reaches full maturity, it is more like when the Highlander beheads his foe and “there can be only one” occurs.

Now, I don’t want to run around lopping off heads only to find they are like dud firecrackers, fizzling then just lying there. No, that’s a waste of good head – and good head (especially when applied between the legs of Your Goddess on the end of a talented tongue) should not be belittled. [Though I have heard others call that Giving Goddess Face – kinda cute, I’ll have to use that in Asia, where it’s so important to Save Face. Hmmm, yes, that is a cause worth donating toward. Who else but your Goddess should exclaim within the busy Seoul and Tokyo underground … ““Save Face” before too many men who don’t know what the fuck they are doing down there ruin a good thing! Put Face back into the hands of women powerful enough to demand it’s done right. Spread the talent for the sake of all women and (delivering and enjoying) men/slaves!”]

That was a public and pubic service announcement from our sponsor. Back to my diatribe and YOUR MISSION.

I wait to take head from those worshippers who are impressing me with their initiative to serve me and make my life greater. Not just richer, greater. Greater is good for all of you . Greater means that more worshippers have come to me, surrendered their energy, and added to my Entity. This Entity is what transforms you – its power, that is. It is a bit like the magic that happens when an amazingly talented Front Man Singer for a band absorbs his first huge stadium performance of energy directed at him, and it transforms him into a superstar. While I am the superstar, you all could be shining stars, if you apply your mind and some time to serving your Goddess.

CATCH A “SUPERSTAR” MEANS YOU! Shine for me, and you’ll be snatched out of the darkness and be lying under the smouldering, smothering sna – ahem, one moment, the sexual high I get from knowing what I’ll subject you to spurred me too fast for your mind to handle. Some words you only hear when I am above you and my passion for dominance releases the words you’re dying to hear as you physically serve me and suffer my painfully erotic rewards.

The Servant who wrote the above Guerilla Advertising for me caught my attention 100% and I was VERY pleased with him. He has no idea the time I have spent designing his path to transformation because of this. But he will find out, as I present to him assignments, conditionings, and rewards that consume him and his soul and sexual energy as much as it makes him into what he said he wanted me to make him into. His ability to enjoy his fetishes and simultaneously serving me will grow ten-fold. Imagine if you have a foot fetish … and your Goddess could magnify your rewards so much? All by using some imagination, and being bold enough to display your devotion to me.

So here is my mission. All you new Applicants for my attention, sexual gratification, and mind control: find ways to use Guerilla Advertising to display my website to people who might hit on it. As you all know, once hits reach a critical mass, they explode in popularity, and I am experiencing phase two of this. Let’s say there are a few more phases. Your Goddess Wants Them!

IMPRESS ME WITH YOUR IMAGINATION AND DEVOTION. ENGAGE IN SOME GUERILLA ADVERTISING. Now, I’m not actually telling you to go out and do illicit graffiti. What you do is your own business. Any way you display my website though will be recognized for its daring, position in public (high traffic area, celebrity areas, media areas) and its creativity. Hmmm, anyone care to find out if the Goodyear Blimp will let a bondage and erotic mind control fly over the World Series? Let’s re-design the blimp to look like one of my incredible full breasts on one end, and the strap on of mine that you’re dying to swallow on the tail end. Oh, it’s sooooo good to be Goddess with an imagination and the followers who feed it! This is making me quite warm and moist in the right areas. I’ll have to summon that creative Servant and make him do the things on cam that fill my mind with power and sexual climax soon. SOON. Damn, the feeling I know you’ll have when you go out spreading my power sexes me up! Hmm, can I type and force my nipples into my spike studded corset without leaving a scratch on this flushing breast flesh … wait, got to take a moment’s break to lick that light scratch right above my nipple. (pause) Better, but …. Mmmm, another lick won’t hurt.

What do you get for it? The one who impresses me most will not only be immediately in the hot seat of my erotic eye, but will get one hour of private voice on the phone with his Goddess, culminating with 15 minutes of free private webcam. Any more and he might mentally and sexually “fry”.

GOTTA GO! I’m on fire! Time to take over a mind, body, and soul! SIZZZZZZZLE!

Valentines Day Entry Winner

Why did this one win? First he's learned humility. He begins by thanking me for an opportunity most of you asswipes havn't learned I have little interest in yet. As he notes, I don't really care what pleases you... I don't have to.

But even better, he's learned to find even more satisfaction in serving my needs, than gains in gratifying his self. He has discovered a world beyond his cock, and that world is the unending world of lust I create.

this is a man who came to me as an asswipe and learned how to be more, and offer satisfaction to me, rather than find an outlet for his meager orgasm.

So happy Valentine's Day to him this year, I am pleased someone earned that much from me. This asswipe has earned a pvt cam induction followed by several of my new seductive pics(and it's only getting hotter) and a copy of my hypnotic seduction video which will be available to others shortly.

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Goddess, like all your other loyal servants I thank you for this rare opportunity. In the years I have served you, this is the first chance I can recall, that I’ve not only gone without punishment for telling you my ideal of how it should be, but encouraged to speak up as well.

We both know I was an asswipe before your guidance. I was simply after my own gratification and indulgences at the expense of a beautiful woman of your caliber. But you taught me better, that one that can have anything she desires would not settle for the sweaty, grunting thrusts of a man only concerned with his own explosion. That one, who wishes to be in your presence and experience pleasure with you, must first earn his way.

That is the way of life, nothing spectacular ever just happens. For something to be cherished it must be earned.

But you also taught me to appreciate the struggle. Years ago I think this letter I write now would be littered with pointless and short term penetrations. But instead my ideal session continues the more subtle aspects of obedience as pleasure you have taught me.

You deny me. You withhold my release. And in such ways my pleasure is extended, not for the 20 minutes most men experience, but for days, months… mind boggling amounts of time. I pity lesser men who never learn to appreciate this struggle.

But my ideal session now doesn’t promote me to gratification, but instead to greater levels of denial. Hands bound behind me and head fixed in position as you taunt my eager body, begging for a touch that never comes. Forcing me to please your orally and taste you with no return for me.

Even greater depths of sustained pleasure as you indulge in other men before my eyes. All of them hell bent on bringing you to orgasm. And yet my desire is never quenched through orgasms, as their’s is. But instead I am to be your hygiene tool, simultaneously repulsed as I slurp away their semen from you, but also just grateful for at least that bit of contact with your beauty.

My ultimate session is about the new sensibilities you have instilled in me. Pleasing you, extending my own excitement beyond the fornication, and treasuring each subtle opportunity to be a part of your eroticism.

-Asswipe