The purpose of My ebanned auctions are to rid Myself of the shit I no longer want or need while giving one of you little perverted freaks the pleasure of enjoying My garbage.

So when this one comes around, drops a huge bid for the slippers and wants to be completely ripped off, used, and abused you can understand My interest in him. I give him a chance. Let him win the auction and continue tributing Me while listening to his inner most thoughts and feelings. I instruct him to open an LJ to really show you dorks what it’s like to have some intellect, write beautifully, and yet manage to get fucked up and over by Me. Heh well silly Me- and I know better. The writers, the ‘lovers,’ the ones who want to pour out their soul always turn into the most needy little annoyances.

I was planning on re listing My slippers, allowing anyone with an ebanned account to jack up the price for the poor little sap. Making him watch in horror as the amount rose. Turning him on and frustrating the living hell out of him.  Paying once again for the slippers this time with the price soaring higher and higher by random bid. Sounds great, right? Sounds amazing. Sounds like something to be jealous of.

Sounds like I should have known better after melt down number one. But no.  I allow him to tribute a bit more and write to Me more and guess what! We have meltdown number 2! MMMHMMMM assumingly because I am not available 24/7 to tend to his emotional needs. Oh Boohoo. Fuck off. I am re-listing those slippers. I hope the winner really appreciates what psycho fuck missed out on. Or I may even let others bid on slippers so I can throw them into the trash because they are just too good for little cry baby subbie poo’s like you.

And speaking of ebanned, here are those little mary janes in action.