Wicked Goddess of the West
I’ve been busy and have not written in a while. Tsk tsk, but then what would you do if someone dropped a house on your sister?
Yes…. I am WICKED. I am MEAN sometimes…. and I do run out of patience with some slaves. Of course I also tend to attract some real winners too. I think it could be my Scorpio personality at work.
I’m not really great with verbal humiliation, though occasionally someone pisses me off so well that I can do it. Yet it doesn’t give me the same thrill take teasing and denying some poor sap does.
I particularly enjoy the occasional slave who maybe tells me he doesn’t like a certain domination style. Then when I’m feeling like a wicked witch… I make him do it anyway. How about a little fire scarecrow?
The best slaves of course are obedient and lose all their power due to their own selfish sexual weakness. Aren’t most men basically led by their dick? Not the impotent ones I guess. Even still so much sexual energy is channeled into our THOUGHTS, and even a man without an erection can be tempted. It must suck to be so weak. It must suck to have women in the world that know how to tempt you.
It makes me wonder where the whole submissive personality comes from. Oh, I am well aware on the volumes books that claim to have that answer. I simply wonder if some men, maybe even the smarter ones just decide to go with their natural instincts. Most men involved with any woman become her slave to some degree or another. It’s good to be a wicked woman and to know your own power over men. It’s even better to be a wicked Goddess.
Well I’ve posted some rambling strange thoughts for the day and I promise to try to keep up on my diary better. Got to go feed my flying monkeys now.
