Haha. Ok I’ve posted a few other emails in the past from the random jack asses who feel some incredible need to “comment” to me. Some how they feel this urge to email someone they do not know and get cocky and cool. In a logical and intelligent mind, I know these guys have something to prove, and something that I wrote hits a nerve for them. Typically, I ignore them, but sometimes it’s fun to piss them off… which is essentially what they want to do to me of course. I never take this shit personally… I know the reality of dummies on the net and how brave they are behind a computer. I laugh my ass off at it actually. I take it as a form of worship that they have the urge to write me. If they really didn’t care (like I don’t) they’d ignore me. But they don’t, they think they will have some fun trying to piss me off… except it usually backfires or gets no attention.

I got yet another dick weed email yesterday. Believe me… this is so FUN for me. I show these emails to my friends and other dommes so we all have a chuckle.

date Dec 30, 2007 8:08 PM
subject wow

Dear Pagan,
I was reading your blog that I found by accident (didn’t even bother to read your stories) and I was wondering…. Why do you call yourself a goddess and worship yourself so much? I almost feel sorry for you, that you enjoy taking advantage of those poor liveless nerds, but I was laughing so hard I kind of understood it. But for the record, don’t think too much of yourself

Luis J

I was busy of course when I read his lame ass note. But I was pissed off early the next morning so I decided to respond and take it out on an idiot.

On Dec 31, 2007, Goddess Pagan wrote:

You didn’t find it “by accident” you clicked on a link to get to it. And your email is a sad attempt to get my attention. But don’t worry I gave some fags your email address and they’ve been posting it in gay chat rooms all night.

I hope the point comes across. Yeah I post things on the net that make me subject to hearing opinions by my readers. But when you email someone personally because you “accidentally” read their work… it makes you vulnerable to them and what they have to say back to you.

On Dec 31, 2007, Luis wrote:

Who said I wanted your attention, I didn’t ask for your reply, your not even worth my time. And yes It was an accident since I actually have a life

Then he wrote a second response…..

On Dec 31, 2007, Luis Krijnen <ktulu84@gmail.com> wrote:
oh yeah, don’t write back

Here is the moral of the story. You do NOT have a life LOL. Don’t send anyone your opinion if you don’t want them to defend theirs.  i didn’t ask to hear from you in the first place retard. And of course he wanted my attention – otherwise why bother to take the time to open up his email and write something to me. The time he took to do that was time he devoted to me…. duh.

And here is what really happened. Some dumb twenty something non-American moron was looking at porn and clicked on my site to read my blog on purpose. He has always fancied himself strong, and a stud muffin. But for some reason my posts made his little dick rock hard and he wrote me in a horny state being “disobedient” and was hoping I would punish him like a big mean dominatrix, but for free and in email. When I responded a day later his horniness was gone and he had boner regrets. He probably jacked off thinking about me and after being covered in his own peepee juice was embarrassed, or maybe even humiliated.

My job is done.

Happy New year Jerk Offs.

My slave’s name is Brian. I do literally ANYTHING I want to. Sometimes I do it because I get to torment him sexually which turns me on. Sometimes I do it because I am bored. Some days I am sooooo nice to him and he gets suspicious, as he should. Later I flip out on him for absolutely no reason at all, except to laugh. It’s always been this way, it always will be. I have rarely fucked him, but he’s had a few blow jobs. It depends on my mood. I don’t allow him any other women, and I think his hands are both female.  if I ever catch that fucker jerking off without permission…. the little shit will really be sorry.

Yes my pets… even idiots need “wuv” on Valentines Day. Of course they have to pay for my attention, but that’s how the whole holiday works right? It’s a reminder to men to pay some fucking attention to a woman, to buy her gifts, to spoil her rotten basically. And that’s as it should be. Every day should be Valentine’s Day for a submissive wishy washy loser boy! And here is a photo of my dumbest Valentine’s message…. enjoy wankers.

You are the sub. I am the Goddess. You do the worshiping, obeying, servicing… you subscribe to submitting when you deal with me. In other words, I am the boss. I give orders, I give instruction, I give the head trips, and I get to ask all the questions. I don’t like to repeat myself, I don’t like it if I have to repeat instructions, order, or my rules. Unless perhaps I have been unclear in some way.

I have a very simple rule that I adhere to in many different ways in my life actually. It’s the “3 Strikes and you are OUT” Rule. It works for baseball and it works for me. I know other dominant females who feel the same.

Submission means you follow my rules, you accept my rules, you behave or 3 little tiny annoyances and you strike out. It is a PRIVILIEDGE to worship a any woman, not a right.

Some slaves or submissives do not even get the concept… the REAL concept of slavery. Somehow they feel I’m supposed to do everything to please them sexually. Uh…. Wrong. Slavery is about SERVING and maybe I decide the how, or maybe I want YOU to figure it out. See, I personally I like a slave boy bitch to TRY to figure out what will make me happy… then of course fail miserably. Or maybe do something to please me today and have it work very well! But try the same thing again tomorrow and get the opposite reaction. It keeps dummies on their toes you know. I am woman hear me roar, and notice me change my mind. All women are like this really. The smarter the woman the more she WANTS to keep you guessing.

Do you ever wonder what types of guys are my slaves? Who do I talk to to and what do I do to them? Do I really enjoy this or is it just a business?

shithead: my cock is so hard
goddess_pagan: that little stick you mean?
shithead: yes Goddess
goddess_pagan: its not good enough for me
shithead: I am sorry that i am not a real man
goddess_pagan: you are just a little idiot… a shithead

Meet Shithead. One of my slaves now for goodness a few years I’d say. I tormented him this morning with a phone call. After our call I still had the idiot perform for me on his webcam. See? How could I not be enjoying the display of a pathetic slobbering fool?

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.

From time to time I have a subbie call me and tell me they have a few questions for me before they “agree” to set up a telephone call. Well little ones… that’s why I have an email address. You see, my website is actually quite detailed… maybe far more detailed about ME, my style, my personality, and my interests than most other phone sex sites. And don’t forget I even give you instructions if you are new to erotic hypnosis.

In other words 99% of any question you may have is probably already explained thoroughly on my site. In fact, some things I explain on multiple pages. My phone number is only listed on ONE page of my site and that’s to encourage you to actually pay attention while you read everything.

Now there is still a chance that your question is not answered. I can respect that. Your best option is to drop me an articulate email expressing it. Be sure to introduce yourself properly to me, and ask away. I check my email a few times per day and when I read it I will take the time to answer you as detailed as I can. I hate stupid childish one liner emails… I may ignore that. I won’t answer you that way, so don’t write me that way. You should treat me in email and on the telephone politely – the same way you would if you met me in public. Tread softly with me fellas. Don’t ever forget that I am woman (hear me roar shit) and that means sometimes I COULD be PMSing. You don’t want to be on the opposite end of that, I promise you.

So I decided to write this post actually because some dung eater called and I asked him if he wanted to set up a call… he had to gall to say “maybe” to me. His stipulation was that I answer a variety of HIS questions on my FREE time. I told him… CLIC, well I didn’t really say it I sort of DID IT instead. My time is not free and you don’t give me your rules, because I don’t allow you to have any. Uh, dominant female… ring any bells?

On the more positive side though I did get to do a call with a really cool guy whose fantasy and fetish were about a female vampire seducing him into the dark side. I took him there, I sucked him in, and maybe I will keep him too.

I don’t do hypnosis mp3’s or offer samples of my voice on my website for a reason. It’s not that I can’t… or that I do not know how. Its intentional intrigue little ones. Don’t you just wonder what I sound like? When you study my photos carefully… can you imagine my voice? Maybe your curiosity will get the best of you and then you’ll have to call me. That’s how it works. This is about how I want to do things, so of course I won’t offer you freebies, precious.

My voice… if you are extremely curious, matches my personality. My voice will echo in your mind. It will be hard to erase. My voice can go beyond a fantasy and creep into your desperate new reality as one of my little tele-subbies. My voice is sultry, a little deep, but very feminine. My words are my weapon but my tone is never harsh. My voice is soft yet firm…. strong, confident with a subtle hint of sweetness. That will lead you to believe that underneath all my “domination”…. soft comforting female ways exist. In all that softness, perhaps I can be gentle. You’d be mistaken, because my heart can be cold little boy. But I WILL tease you enough to make you long for that softness while I just take advantage of your simple mind.

You know what I hate? Dipshits….. I really do. I know you want me to explain.

Some guy calls me this evening and asks for an hour call. I ask if he read my site and his response was “I skimmed it”. Ok I say, but I ask the general theme of his fantasy. He can’t answer me. I say “hello” to make sure the dummy is still there. He is. He just cannot answer a simple question apparently. I push the issue. I ask again. What is the THEME of your fantasy… what is your interest?

His response? “Domination”. Duh I could have guessed that and declared myself a fucking psychic. No shit wonder boy. You clicked through several pages of my BLACK colored website with photos of me dressed in black, leather and boots….like a dominant. Even if the dipshit can’t read, he could have noticed the domination theme on the site. I dreamed about stapling a huge “genius” sign to his forehead. Hmm maybe a hammer and a big nail would work as well. I shook off my fantasy to get back to the one sided conversation.

Ok I say trying to stay calm because often you have to do that with retarded people. They need more patience than people of normal intelligence. I take a minute and explain why I am asking. I figure if he understands why I am asking, perhaps the response will have some level of intelligence to it.

I explain that I am asking because many do not read my site carefully and then they don’t realize that I specifically say on my site that I am not into their fantasy. It saves us both a lot of time if I just know in general first. (Especially when someone is as unclear as this dude was). So after I explain myself…. He asks me what I DO like. I told him I’m not going over that info because I asked him a direct question and wanted the respect of an answer. Again he asked me what I was “into”. I hung up on him. I lost interest.

What is it about these dipshits? Are they really this stupid? Do they think they are topping from the bottom? Do they get a lousy little boner and lose all ability to think with their human heads?

Ok I feel better now after just ranting over it. I hope he does come back to my site to actually read it now (if he can read). I hope he sees it and recognizes himself. Maybe he will be the wiser for it. Hopefully YOU reading this will be wiser too.

Some Pet Peeves!

Ok dick dangler.. these are some of my pet peeves. Don’t do this stuff, don’t act these ways, and you will adore me. I can be super nice, but I can also be Super Bitch 2000. You will like the nicer version - I promise!

Assumptions. I hate them. Don’t assume jack about me, and I won’t about you. I will be sure to ASK you a question without assuming your response on every call. I will be listening closely to you. Do the same for me.

Egos. Leave it at the door or have it beaten down. I have a fuck off attitude and if I so desire - that’s what you will do Mr. Ego Cool guy… you will fuck off.

Favors. I don’t like people ask me for favors when it’s pretty clear on my site that I am a dominant who doesn’t like a lot of crap. I don’t do favors for anyone without some form of incentive. And even if you offer that - I still reserve the right to say no for any reason. So if you have little designs of how you think I should break up your call time, or of how I should call you back, or how I should devote a ton of personal time on sending you emails…. You would be asleep, probably in a dreamland and need to wake up.

Ignorance. If you act stupid, and sound stupid then I will figure that you probably are stupid. Ignorance is not an acceptable excuse for anything. You have a brain; it probably functions, so perhaps test it out occasionally.

Tricks. Silly rabbit, tricks are for kids. Pull one or try one - you’ll meet my bitch side. And she isn’t as nice as I am. Try it stud, just once and that’s all it will take.

Pressure. Any pressure for answers that I choose not to give will anger me. I am open and honest with 99% of my responses. If I should choose not to answer your question then respect it.

Pushiness. Some guys are pushy, and some girls despise those guys. I am one of those girls. Has anyone ever called you pushy? If so, then don’t call me! I will run out of patience the second time you interrupt me when I am speaking. Pushy dudes tend to be the ones who try to “turn the tables” or want to prove that they “can’t” be dominated. But I can prove that your telephone has a dial tone! Click.

Whimpering. Argh it makes me sick. Would you like some WHINE with that? If you whimper or whine, I won’t like you. If it even sounds a little like a whimper, I will clock you one in the mouth, and leave you all alone wimp.