Financial Domination

I was in the mood for something greasy and filling this cool March morning, so I had My driver run out for some McDonald’s breakfast. Now, I’m not one to get hung up on semantics and word games … wait, I totally am. Right. So, as much as I appreciate the McDonald’s Deluxe Breakfast, given that it is huge and delicious (much like those cocks you’ll be stuffing your face with, Paypig and futureh88ker). But I do think that “luxury” and words like it are thrown around much too casually today, with companies competing desperately for every sucker’s last dollar. Personally, when I think luxury, I think slaves on bended knee, striving to please their superiors. To Me, true luxury can only be achieved through an inferior class of less-than-people (i.e. men) living in physical servitude and financial slavery to their betters (Me, and women like Me. obviously). And I really have to take issue with the idea that luxuries are or should be available to just anyone. Clearly, the lifestyle of true entitlement is a lost art in society today. Let’s bring it back, shall We ladies?!

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If I ran My blog like a newspaper, today’s front page would look something like this:

FINANCIAL DOMINATRIX DESIRES TRIBUTE; PENNILESS SHITSTAIN SHOCKED

A worthless halfwit was distressed and outraged today when, upon initiating a conversation with a Vastly Superior Female via the internets, he was ordered by Her Immeasurable Perfection to earn Her attention with a tribute. The moron in question messaged Her Majesty Goddess Kat via Windows Live Messenger, under the account name “georgios_z@hotmail.com” and operating under the delusion that he is a worthwhile human being in his own right, as well as a desirable conversation partner for devastatingly dominant females. Having been swiftly disabused of his foolish fancies, Captain Fuckwit reacted with surprise and indignation. “EXPENSIVE!” he exclaimed when informed of the fee, adding the somewhat inexplicable epithet “BASTARD!” before being blocked and deleted. When asked for comment, Goddess Kat expressed some surprise of her own. “Well, as far as I know My parents were married several years before My blessed birth.”

The Goddess

Readers will be happy to learn that She was not distressed by the abusive ass, but amused. “I really can’t imagine why guys like this expect Me to give a fuck about them, I mean, he saw My pictures on Facebook! LOL! And My title, Goddess, is a pretty big clue what losers like him can expect – every religious organization out there wants at LEAST ten percent of your pitiful income… but do they offer you a real live smoking hot Goddess you can worship? Hell no!!! So it’s pretty simple, bitch. You want My attention, pay the fuck up.”

pictured: insert: the Goddess Herself

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