I received this gem today. Looking forward to reading the comments on this.
Your Holy Shit Morning ♥ My Only Goddess Obey
I am Jibaly From Middle East, I am Muslim and Worshipping Your Holy Shit ♥♥
I Know Very Well If I Swear to You, day and night that I am Really Loving You❗You will not believe 😔😔
And, My Only Goddess Obey ♥ If I Swear to You that I am Dreaming to Eat Your Shit Forever ♥ Also You will not believe 😔😔
And, My Only Goddess Obey ♥ If I Swear to You that I am Dreaming to Smell Your Holy Ass Hole Forever ♥ You will not believe 😔😔
But Let Me Say A new Issue ……
Look my Only Goddess ♥
Actually, for my Business I need so much to Get Your Country Residence❗
I searched many times for the best way to get it and found the right one way is the marriage❗
You know if I married from Your country through Your Embassy in my country I will take the Residence immediately.
Could You do me this Favor Please ♥
And Don’t worry this marriage will be just on Contract, the deal will be just a Business❗
So My Only Only Holy Goddess ♥ Obey ♥ Could You Accept This Hope ♥ Opposite of a Thousands of Dollars ❗
Please Note 1 ❗ I Swear By Your Sweet Shit ♥ I Really Have a Fortune of Dollars ♥
Please Note 2 ❗ If You Accept my Deal ♥ I Promise that in Our Marriage time ♥
I Will bring to You The most expensive Foods and Drinks ♥
And about myself ❗❗
I Always Day and Night will Eat Your Holy Shit Direct From Your Holy Ass Hole ♥ I will never let any Piece of Your Shit go away of my mouth ♥♥
And I will Drink all Your Holy Urine Direct From Your Holy Pussy ♥ and I Swear I will not let only Drop go away of my mouth ♥
My Only Holy Goddess Obey ♥
You must Know Two Facts ❗
First ……. Your are not a Human, You Are ♥♥ The Only Holy Goddess ♥♥ And Your Shit is the Only Holy Thing in this Life ♥♥
Second ……. Our Deal For You Will be just a Business 😔 But For Me It Being The Only Dream of all my Life ♥♥♥
Please Accept Versus any Amount You Say 😔😔😔😔 Please ♥♥♥♥
I Swear By Your Shit ♥ You Don’t ever imagined ♥ What’s Your Ass Hole Smell for me ♥♥
This I am in attached image ♥ I really Worship Your Shit ♥♥♥♥
Recently I read an article in Time Magazine titled, “How Trolls Are Ruining The Internet” and it inspired me to share my story.
I was trolled.
Actually I’m not. I’ve been targeted many times before but this time it really got me questioning myself. So I told my story to my vanilla friends and I’ve decided to share with you, too.
(Please note the above sarcasm.)
It pretty much went along the lines of, “you’re fat.”
My response, “I’m rich.”
“But you’re fat.”
“But I’m rich… …”
Here is the original image:
Filmed this on the same day for reference:
Ironically the fat shamed clip/image in question is titled, “Flaunting My Cash.” (Also ironic, all of my income comes from insulting men online.)
Clearly, I am not fat. And regardless of what I or anyone else looks like, I make like A LOT of money being ME.
Maybe my logic is flawed here. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
So remember kids, it’s the well thought out & sensical insults thrown around on the internet that make the cyber world such a unique and magical place. Any and all valuable opinions can be heard with the added thrill and bonus of remaining anonymous.
And on that note, why not tell me what YOU think?
How Meggerz Got A Boyfriend
My phone rings. It’s Niteflirt.
“Oh, fuck me.” I think.
I was taking my 45 minute ME time before my shower and seriously debating on ignoring the call. -Alas, I pick up.
“Hello. This is Niteflirt. A customer is on the line. This customer is calling your listing in Women Fetish Femdom, to your member name Princess Meggerz. The rate for this call will be $6.99 per minute. To accept this call…”
Begrudgingly, I hit one.
He’s forign with a thick accent and the connection’s shotty. I tell him to call back hoping he gives up and takes his ‘white American goddess’ fantasy elsewhere. They’re usually only good for a few bucks anyways. Apparently wages are shit in third world middle eastern countries, but what do I know?
“I had a dream about you. You and I were married and we had a child.”
“What makes you think I’d even consider marrying you?” I ask.
We had a boy. His name was “Zayrod” – he meant Jared. He wants me to know more about him. He is paying $6.99 to reintroduce himself.
He wants to know why I am laughing at him.
“Send me a tribute and you can be my boyfriend…” LOL
“Send me another tribute and I will call you ‘baby.'”
Right around this point our previous call starts to come back to me and I know he’s good for even more cash.
He decides to divulge his “creepy” fantasy to me. His words, not mine. I’m at that point where no fantasy creeps me out anymore, clearly.
He asks me to fart in his face (cuz I’ve never gotten that one before). Because it’s romantic. It’s romantic when you send me tributes, baby.
We’re about a good 30 minutes into the call at this point and my boyfriend’s beginning to grow on me.
He then asks me for a different platform to send tribute on. “I fucking hate these sites taking your money!” he exclaims. My kind of boyfriend, let me tell you.
One thousand dollars later, “This call lasted 62 minutes. $289.95 has been credited to your account bringing you back to the advisor menu…” I can also hum the holding music if need be.
Anyway, moral of my story? Answer that phone! Money aside, I made myself a boyfriend. 😉
(Incase you’ve been living under a rock, start at the bottom and read to the top.)
*** Feel free to RT and reply to my story on twitter. The more the merrier.
Friday evenings are great nights to go out and party. But they are also great nights to sit at home and work over poor, pathetic loser’s wallets. And considering it’s been some time since I’ve actually sat down and wallet raped, I decided to do the latter.
Was a pretty hefty haul. Snap snap slave, being the open wallet that he always is, got an extended period of cam time with me. As if he needed this time. I snapchat him constantly for his generous tributes. Incase you’ve forgotten, he’s the one who has been in chastity for close to a year now.
And speaking of chastity, I’ve got another sub who put a chastity cage on for the first time last night. It wasn’t the plastic tube either. It was the metal kind with the bars. His cock was literally a prisoner to me. Poor cock was oozing so much pre-cum and he kept licking it up, unconvinced it was really coming from him! Then he pulled out a butt plug, I didn’t even have to suggest it. Sucker for punishment? Yeah, I’d say so. It got to the point where he didn’t know whether to stroke it or flail his hands around in confusion and pain. I loved every moment of it. And of course I left him high and dry. If he couldn’t blow a little ruined orgasm, fuck em!
Cucky Sean disappointed me. I always rinse him good. This time he was too close to broke for my standards. Step it up, footbitch. Don’t make me dump you again.
And finally the last loser worth mentioning, Whisky John. Remember that one time I had you make out with the plunger? Probably not, you were so wasted. But I do!
The rest of you humiliation junkies waiting to go up on my wall of shame, keep waiting. I will get to it eventually.