Here’s a little story for you…

In all the years that I have been in the BDSM Lifestyle, humiliating pathetic losers by any means that I thought of (sph, cuckold, Goddess Worship) is the biggest turn on I will ever experience… When I was a young 24 year old woman (with a size 10 waist & the same 42 H cup breasts I have now…) I realized back then that I wanted to continue on this path.  If I had a picture of how I looked back in the 90’s when I was 110 lbs lighter, some of you wouldn’t believe me.  However back then, when I weighted that much, I had my last child 3 yrs prior. Back then, everything fit like a glove regardless of the fact that I was only 24 with 4 children. Was I unemployed? Yeah, but I was going to college at the time to better myself (Major in Criminal Justice with a Minor in Police Science) and my family.  I thought becoming a Police Officer was the best idea ever. However, I eventually decided to get a job at the local Boys & Girls Club as a Receptionist to help make ends meet while I studied privately about BDSM and all of it’s intricacies that interested me.  But before I could do that I had some other, more darker, moments of my life that I had to get through in order to become the Woman that I am today.

Back then, guys took me shopping for lingerie simply because they thought that I was going to “give it up”…  That I was an easy lay because of the fact that the other women that they took on these little trips had no self worth to themselves.  That if a guy bought them something that they had to “put out”. But once I, quite literally, put my foot up their ass and explained that I am not your personal whore for the evening (not to mention having had to slap a few to wake them up to the idea that sex isn’t everything, especially with pinky dicked losers like them), they got the point. Quick. Some of them looked like rejects from the local clown school: Big egos with limp dicks… Wives/girlfriends who laughed in their faces when it came time to “get down to business”… Or simply were single because they literally couldn’t get it up with or without medication or some surgical implement. Back then I was that Politically correct Goddess with the sweetest smile who politely greeted the public when people picked up their kids from the local After school program, shaking hands with government officials holding press conferences in the gym concerning budget cuts or announcing where actual money was being given to organisations to help better the community… or when I was that Evil Bitch Goddess who dragged you out of the night club in a head lock or by your pony tail breaking up a fight.  I was that Bouncer who locked one female’s head between my thighs as she tried to crawl on stage during the Young Lloyd concert at La Hacienda Restaurant & Night club back in the day.  If you wanted to park your expensive ride in front of the club door so that you could cut out in the event of a fight, you paid for it!  You didn’t pay the club or the head of Security, you paid ME! Why? Because when you wanted something, you paid for it.  And I was never cheap!

But back to men buying my lingerie… Back then I loved when I paraded around in my matching bra & thong sets for pathetic losers while they jerked off in their pants! Hundred of dollars spent on braziers, strap less bras, demi bras with matching lace thongs, and the pencil dicked losers with nothing more than a hope & a prayer of getting laid only to get sent packing home to their wives/girlfriends with useless hard ons before my man at the time came home from work. Back then I didn’t even realize that I was dominating them financially until I hit my 30’s!

Now that I am in my early 40’s (birthday was a few weeks ago), nothing really has changed. Instead of sexy thongs, it’s boy toy shorts & low-rise bikini cut panties… Instead of Wal-Mart bras, it’s Cacique by Lane Bryant…  Instead of lace body suits, it’s Leather corsets, PVC Catsuits, & sexy high heel shoes… Do you see the pattern?

Are there still losers looking for a thrill?  Hoping against hope to get that one female who will spread her legs and allow them to have sex with her? Of course!! But not Me… Sorry boys, I still have the same morals as when I was a younger inexperienced Domme still finding her way in the world. Without the Internet!!! Back then I only went into chat rooms to learn about what the world I lived in was lacking.  Meeting & make new friends, while learning about BDSM in general.  To me everything was simply a kink that people had. I was called a “freak” because I loved tying my boyfriend to the bed with silk scarves and blindfolding him while I tickled & tortured him… At one time it was considered simply foreplay to me. I didn’t really understand what everything was about until I did research online. Then my eyes were opened, and I never looked back! Even today, I still do research!!

Instead of cash (which I actually prefer) for lingerie it’s gift cards to my favorite online stores (and yes, Cacique has gift cards losers), restaurants I love eating at locally, spa day trips for me & certain friends & family members… Amazon gift cards, Torrid e-gift cards, etc. are fun. But there is nothing better than going shopping with a random stranger at the local mall, picking out lingerie, shoes, etc. for myself knowing that he will never get to experience what it’s like to see this up close,  and he still pays for it.  That is control in it’s basic form using Sight (watching me pick out the lingerie), and Smell (perfume shopping) with feelings of denial & humiliation at being such a pathetic loser because you know you will never get the chance to Touch.

Comments are welcome. If you are interested becoming one of my piggies, send a gift card from any of the wish lists on My Wish list page with an email introducing yourself and why you believe should be owned by Me.  Any other questions and all gift cards , can be directed to my email address at mistressvengeance@live.com .