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Dismissed! Rejected! Humiliated!

Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly Humiliated!

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More than you can bear?

Well, this gypsy witch brat just doesn’t care.

…But if you need some booze to make it easier, well, that’s why we have intox games.

Arrange your special degrading time here. Or, become a VIP and we can arrange via email.

you Can’t Beat To My Tweets

fuck you nice nails Yes, you can follow Me on Twitter – just obey the rules. Payments via Tributes here. Including a $50 Touch Tax. And if you dare to cum, that’s $100.

Also…

No, loser, I won’t interact with you. No, I won’t follow you. No, you won’t be able access private messages. None of that will happen unless you are a VIP.

Lovely pin here.

Rejected

I had to laugh! These Sydney escorts ask the old question, blondes, brunettes, or redheads? The blogger there goes on to say he favors redheads — but I’ve got news for you! None of them want you, loser.

Not.

A.

Single.

One.

you, little loser, are rejected by all.

And I lead the parade of women walking away.

BLONDES BRUNETTES OR REDHEADS

The Lusts of the Dominant Female

From the back of The Female Aggressor: A Study Of The Domination Complex by Lou Condor, published in 1967:

The Lusts of the Dominant Female

Married or single, the sado-masochistic female turns her partners into warped salves of carnal lust. This scientific, documented volume presents CASE HISTORIES of a female flagellant, spanking wife, masochistic husband and many others.

Read about clubs for DOMESTIC DISCIPLINE, MARITAL TRAINING, SUBMISSIVE HUSBANDS–and those bizarre DOMINATION GAMES! The masculine female is herewith exposed as a creature of compulsive domination who makes men her playthings of perversion.

I actually read a few of the chapters, which masquerade as “case histories” in that vintage pulp way, all sordid, if simply told, tales of classic femdom action. I’m sure it was utterly decadent at the time, but, as I am very wicked and quite a bit less traditional, I was not uber impressed… But you have lower standards. In everything. So maybe you’ll like it. And if you don’t pay for My wicked stories and directions, this is what you’re left with.

Yet, I did enjoy this bit in a traditional tale of boot licking & whipping — mainly because of the name of the Mistress is that of one of My cohorts. ;)

“You’re late!” she announces angrily.

Mr. X. knows he is not late, but he meekly nods his head. “I-I-I am sorry, Rose. I couldn’t help it.”

Oh, and look! It’s a “Wee Hours Classic!” I’m sure that once was the pervy code for “reading & masturbating late at night” — but doesn’t it also describe your wee willie, wanker? LOL

Female Aggressor

Using your Beliefs Against you

People often think I’m dumb just because I live in a trailer park. Others believe because I’m pretty, that I must be an airhead too. And some think because I’m from the South I’m one of those inbred idiots. All of these people are mistaken.

smart when important most men don't like it

In fact, I’m smart enough to use their faulty thinking and stereotypes against them. Hard.

Of course, sometimes this is all wrapped in a sweet southern style… A bratty girlfriend experience. Because, hey, if that’s what it takes to take you, I’ll do it!

And if this makes you whine…

Boo Hoo.

Today’s Theme Song

Blood Sweat & Tears’ Lucretia Mac Evil

Lucretia Mac Evil, little girl, what’s your game?
Hard luck and trouble, bound to be your claim to fame

Tail shakin’, home breakin,’ truckin’ through town
Each and every country mother’s son hangin’ ’round
Drive a young man insane, Evil, that’s your name

Lucretia Mac Evil, that’s the thing you’re doin’ fine
Back seat Delilah, that’s your sixth big jug of wine, woman

I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
Nothin’ that your daddy wouldn’t do for kicks
Never done a thing worthwhile, evil woman child

Devil got you, Lucy under lock and key
Ain’t about to set you free
Signed, sealed and witnessed on the day you were born
No use tryin’ to fake him out, no use tryin’ to make him out
Soon he’ll be takin’ out his doom
What you goin’ do, oh Lucretia Mac Evil?

Honey, where have you been all night?
You hairs all messed up baby
An’ the clothes you’re wearin’ just don’t fit you right babe

Big daddy Joe’s payin’ your monthly rent
Tells his wife he can’t imagine where the money went
Dressin’ you up in style, evil woman child

Oh, Lucy you’re just so damn bad

Humiliating Halloween Challenge

It’s not that I want to see you at Halloween — or any other time, really. I mean you are such a loseras if! But sometimes I take pity on very insignificant pigs and will watch them on cam. There, little losers perform to amuse Me, the Queen Of Mean. This year, to keep things more interesting for Me — and befitting your status as a lowly servant — I command you to get not one, but two Dobby the House Elf masks. One for your ugly face & another to hide that sad little sock puppet cock of yours.

ugly dobby servant mask

I’m sure a child’s mask will do. But you may just impress Me if you find an even smaller one to put on that wee willie! I mean, there are options, like taking the head off a Dobby figure and placing it over that button-cock of yours. Look, this one even has a sock! And a diary, symbolic of your loser confessions.

Dobby the House Elf Poseable Action Figure with Diary and Sock

Hey, it’s also poseable! So get two of those; I have other bad ideas…

If you think that Malfoy was cruel and sadistic to poor little Dobby, well, you just haven’t met Me yet. I assure you, I’m far worse. I can make a loser pig cry on cam in less than 10 minutes. …And yet, they beg for more!

Don’t miss out; book your humiliating session now.

PS If you’re too frightened to appear before Me on cam, you can still participate by sending Me photo confessions of your hidden Halloween Dobby-dick. ..Who knows, I might just post them here for all to see?

Go Ahead, Trust Me! Heh Heh Heh

One of My favorite times of year is Fall as that’s when football season starts. And, naturally, football always reminds Me of one of My favorite comics or cartoons: Peanuts.

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Ha! Stupid, old, bald, Charlie Brown — he literally fell for it every single time!

Why?

Because he loved the abuse.

Just like you love mine.

I’ve always been a fan of Lucy van Pelt. She didn’t suffer losers, but rather made them amuse Her. Such a smart girl!

We can celebrate the season, loser head-case, with our own grown-up role play version of playing doctor. Step up to My own psychiatric booth and I’ll give you some good old-fashioned honest advice!

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I’ll be Lucy van Pelt and you can make your loser sexual confession at My psychiatric booth — for a fee, of course!

Go ahead, confess.

I promise I won’t use it against you. Heh Heh Heh.

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Oh, gosh, did I move that football again?!

It’s your fault, loser, for falling for such a sweet set-up time after time after time…

you Are A Bore; But What About Me?

Trailer Trash Angel Is NOT your AngelBecause you are all so boring, let’s talk about one of My favorite subjects: Me!

Ages ago, Rose tagged Me in a blogging thing. Being the busy brat that I am, I had to put a pin in it — because I was busy putting pins into losers! Anyway, here you go.

1) The saying goes that every bombshell or sex kitten loves animals, has a kitten, pup, or other pet of their own… Have you any pets? If so, tell us about them (and make us coo!) If not, why not?

I have a fabulous huge male Akita named Clem — which is short for Clementine, because that “Oh My darling” song was what I sang to him as a pup. Still do. He doesn’t feel emasculated at all by this. Or anything else I do to him. He’s more masculine than losers can dream of being.

Also, Clem rescued a big old orange cat a few years ago. Clem doesn’t like other dogs or cats much, but he felt sorry for the hurt kitty (who had been shot in the leg with a b-b gun) and so he whined until I rescued him from the bushes, eventually adopting the poor orange fur ball. Technically, the cat is Clem’s; that distinction is important to all three of us. However, I had to call the cat something, so I dubbed him Punk-kin. Because he is a punk. (A rather amusing punk; but a punk nevertheless.) And because I harvested Punk-kin in the fall, making him family (kin). And, yeah, because he is orange.

2) Name one book, one movie, and one TV show that everyone should consume & why.

Book This is way too hard for Me right now… It’s not just that everyone has such different tastes, but I don’t have a favorite book… I tend to read a lot, but save very few books (living in a trailer and all), so I can’t even scan around the room for inspiration… Give Me a specific genre, and that might help. Last thing on My Kindle: Pinkie’s book, which I made a sissy pig read to Me. (I read along to correct the trembling Priss-Ill-Ah as necessary.) I’ve just started the Flowers In The Attic Dollanganger Family Series, which I am liking a lot.

Movie It will probably surprise you, but Elmer Gantry. Living in The Bible Belt, I find this movie a most amusing (yet somewhat maddening) look at “morality” and “sin”. (I’m going to give you a link to Gracie’s thoughts on this film to give you a better idea – and because Gracie is a cool chick.)

TV CSI Miami; it is My preferred go-to intox game. In part because it’s on a lot, but also because of the secret joys… The formulaic stuff is iconic and makes for a great drinking game. Plus there are lots of little twists I put into it for piggies, such as all the shots of women in bikinis — no, I won’t share details unless you’re paying Me to play with you. But it is personalized to program each player-pig.

3) Others will be answering question number two, suggesting books to read, movies and TV shows to watch. Without knowing what their recommendations will be, will you agree right now, sight unseen, to take their advice? Why or why not?

Nope. I’m not a follower. But I’m not opposed to seeing what’s recommended either. I will cruise about & see what there is…

4) When creating your naughty tales, do you prefer to work with real world fantasies, or weave the impossible dream?

I work with real world pigs and losers — and I make them do nearly impossible things in the real world for My amusement. What else are they here for?

5) Name the most recent thing in mainstream media (shows, movies, books, songs, etc.) that turned you on.

The sexy tech porn in CSI episodes. Oh, and this ad.

6) Rank the following from most fabulous to least fabulous: alcohol porn, book porn, food porn, shoe porn.

Alcohol & shoe porn are tied in first.
Then book porn.
Food porn is last on My list. And I’d add a few other things before it, like lingerie porn, home decor objects, etc. (The inside of My trailer is ultra lux!)

7) You are sitting at home but still need a rescue from a general malaise… Fortunately, a magical Saint Bernard appears. What’s in the barrel around his neck?

Money!

And I might just keep the Saint Bernard too. Love big strong dogs! (Of course, Clem would have a vote on that.)

Beat It Creep!

Finally found the perfect crop top tee that I need a crate of! It’s Valfre’s “Beat It Creep” tee.

beat it creep tiny tee

Of course, the saying is credited to Traci Lords as Wanda Woodward in Cry Baby; but throughout history beauties like Me have been saying it — forever and ever — out of necessity, because of losers like you.

Speaking of losers like you…

Go now and pay for a bunch of these tops for Me. Since they are $48 a pop, hand over $500 here.

Oh, and just to be clear — the “beat it” does not mean what you think it does. As always, you aren’t allowed to touch yourself without My permission.

Photo here is of Kali Uchis wearing the cruel crop top in her video Loner. (In which she sings about not wanting to be all the things you are to Me!)