There is no duplicating The Evil Enchantress as My followers have know Me for almost 10 years. No doubt, many have tried over the years to be like Me, even going as far as changing their name to Evil Enchantress or stealing My material to pose as Me. They haven’t fooled anyone, for there can be no other Enchantress like Myself.
It’s easy to duplicate the name but not the power nor style that are explicitly My own. I am the original Evil Enchantress that created a Queendom with My web trademark and those who have been My pets for years, know that the web is not just symbolic. The web is what I create and spin around you, My prey, as I capture and enchant you.
The reason I’m making a post about this is the new Niteflirt account that I had to create. Yes, I’m still taking calls on Queen of The Night and yes, you still belong to the right Evil Enchantress if you’ve clicked on the goodie button and wondered about that. I had run out of disk space on the Queen of The Night and unfortunately it will take Me forever to delete all of the old files (5 at the time, that’s NF for you) to make room for more. Since I don’t have all the time or patience in the world to tinker with it, I decided to utilize an account I opened a while ago but never did anything with.
It was no surprise to find out that the name “Evil Enchantress” was already taken. Imagine that! *Amused snicker* Well, after playing around with “Black Widow” so on and on I decided to just add “The” to “Evil Enchantress” and keep it at that. After all, I am The Evil Enchantress and Black Widow is one of the byproducts of Me being one. *EvilGrin*
Now when I send out My newest goodies, they will be coming from that account. At least for the time being. Or until that account runs out of disk space lol.
But back to your lovely Queen being The Evil Enchantress… It’s time to worship and serve, My pet. Call, listen to My recordings, watch My videos and become enchanted by the wicked web I weave around your mind…
The snow, the month, the year, the holidays… oh My…
Whichever one applies to you at the moment, pick one! It’s the season to be dashing through whatever is on your list. Which is exactly what I am doing right now with a quick post while I’m taking a breather from all of My dashing around.
Ha, I wish I could say that the holidays have snuck up on Me but I would be lying since not only have I been aware this whole time but I’ve actually been actively preparing for them. Yet, since nobody has figured out yet how to fit extra 10 hours into a 24 hour day and how to clone yourself to get things done faster, here I am dashing through My list of things-to-do before the clock runs out.
This year I have the pleasure of family gathering at MY house for the holidays and while initially I was thrilled, now I’m wondering if I have completely lost My mind. Even My adorable mutt has been wondering the same thing as she follows Me around the house and looks at Me weird when I stop in the middle of filming to grab the duster because I suddenly saw a spot from a whole new angle that needed dusting. All the while I’m wearing lingerie and heels and the camera is rolling. Haha, nope, you won’t be seeing that footage.
I have managed, though, to come up with several hypnotic videos and mindfucking recordings that will making you puppets pause in your own dashing through whatever you have on your own lists and take a much needed break from reality. Yes, I know, I always think of My puppets and their well-being since you boys constantly forget to do it yourself and what could be better than simply shutting off your mind for Me and do what you’ve been trained to do: worship your Queen. That past-time alone is rewarding in the fact that you get to please Me, something you live for, and in the way you get to de-stress, which will prolong your lifespan in turn and will enable you to continue pleasing your Queen for many more years. No matter which way you look at it, taking the time to slip into that subspace you love so much is quite beneficial.
Which is why I’m dashing through here in between editing, decorating, recording, searching for any piece of lint out of place and etc etc to remind you to stop your own dashing and enjoy the state of blankness or the hypnotic pull while you worship your Queen. And, if you haven’t yet, show your appreciation with a nice xmas gift from My Amazon wishlist.
Meanwhile I’m leaving you with a taste of sheer wickedness and a preview sample from one of My newest masterpieces that you will certainly need to add to your collection as soon as I send it out.
It is a question many of you puppets ask after you seemingly have reached the height, or utter depth depending on which way you want to look at it, of your deprivation. So what’s in store for you next now that you got to this point?
First, let’s see what you have become and what has happened to you since you got caught in My wicked web as My prey. Not everyone is the same and many have found different paths under My guidance over some period of time but one thing all of you have in common is that you’ve become My helpless puppets dangling on the strings of My web and can’t imagine any other way to exist.
Ah being a puppet of Evil Enchantress… That one thought evokes so many emotions within you. This is where you first fell in love with your Queen, falling so deep as I mesmerized you with My exotic voice and looks. It is where you were conditioned to become My mindless blank, an obedient servant, a slave in My realm, and found that there was nothing more important than pleasing Me. Every contact you’ve had with Me brought you closer and closer to complete surrender while I kept plying you with addictive images and words. Triggers were planted into your feeble mind to turn you into My good boy until those very words became the reason for your very breath. Mmm you love being My good boy, darling, and once you’ve reached this step, once you have become a puppet willingly dancing and performing on My strings, this is where you first asked Me of what’s in store for you next.
This is where My intimate knowledge of you has decided your further endeavors. After all, W/we have spent so much time together: Me delving into every secret corner of your mind and soul and you willingly lowering every barrier you have so that I can destroy what’s useless and no longer serves a purpose in your life. In many ways W/we have even become close as a relationship was built, trust and devotion nurtured, personal details shared and you have revealed to Me your inner core. I know you as nobody else does and see you as you are, stripped of all pretenses the world demands you wear around you like a cloak, exposed and vulnerable yet exhilarated to be finally seen. My knowledge of your weaknesses, fantasies and limits that you’re willing to push further is what helps decide your further training.
For some, things seemingly will stay unchanged with you serving simply as My puppet. I am content in your abilities to please Me in the ways you do already and I have no desire to push you into doing things you’re not going to embrace with joy. Being My puppet doesn’t mean you automatically have to become an addict, pain slut, a sinner, queer or sissy or any other things like that. However, just because you have come to the point where you’ve reached your limit of exploring, I’m talking about your fantasies and sexuality, doesn’t mean that’s all there is to it as well. What’s in store for you next is becoming one of the very best puppets on My strings, falling even deeper in love with your Queen and building a more solid relationship between U/us. Not everybody is in need of constant increase in sexual stimulation via acts, thoughts/fantasies, toys or encounters and over a period of time that part of O/our interaction doesn’t change at all. What does change is the importance of a role I begin to play in your life as not only your Queen but your reason for existence in this world.
For others, here is where a general path or a purpose is going to begin to take shape and training will be doled out appropriately. It may be that your best abilities to please Me, and it’s always about pleasing Me first and foremost, are in you being a very entertaining fucktoy and a plaything where you will stroke to My liking or amuse Me with whimpering while you’re wearing nipple clamps and doing all kinds of devious things to your body upon My command. Knowing that you will obediently subject yourself to degradation, pleasurable pain (mmm such a nice oxymoron) and delicious torment appeals to that cruel part of Me when I wish to let it come out and play.
Or it could be that your talents are in your lust for the forbidden such as spreading your legs and opening your mouth for as many men willing to use you as you can find. Mmm another form of a fucktoy that you will become and please Me by turning into a filthy little whore that I can laugh at just as I twist you up to get even more addicted to that humiliating feeling of you getting off on being emasculated.
Of course there are the ones I like to simply dress up like the dolls and use their fantasies about frilly, feminine and girly things to drive them out to become more open with themselves (not necessarily coming out to the world about being a crossdresser either) and being more accepting of who they are. In fact, they do become like dolls for Me and I have so much pleasure dressing them up and going shopping together for something pretty.
Then, there are My sinners. A special bunch they are for they indulge My Dark and Evil side while I corrupt all light straight out of them and fan the flames of Lust. If you don’t know it by now, you should be aware that Lust is one of My most favorite things and as it is the start of everything, it is so compelling to corrupt you puppets with it. Oh how it thrills Me to ply you with it until you’re unable to see straight and beg Me to turn you into My Satanic slave.
No matter what the path is, and there are so many more as all of your fetishes and fantasies can be taken to groom you into a specific type of a puppet, each one has something that distinguishes him from the rest. No two smoke slaves are alike just as there are no two foot boys or pantyhose junkies either. And it can be a while before the path you’re on already can take a sudden turn into another wicked dimension as I see fit for you. The truth is, while I enjoy a good and familiar feel after I have perfected your worshiping skills with careful guidance and manipulation, there are times when I enjoy spicing things up with something that you least expect and listen to your gasps when I open up a new Pandora box for you.
It might be that you’ll never know what’s in store for you next or where I’m going to take you, how your purpose will be changing or in what ways I will find you useful. However, being trained to obey and follow like a good boy you are, you comply because you know it is I who holds your Fate in My wicked little hands and you have put yourself there so willingly for Me to shape in any way I see it fit. No matter where I take you, it’s because it’s something that you, darling, need…
Finals… Family visiting in town… National Masturbation Month… Filming, recording, jumping in a car incoherently repeating “Polanyi market bubble democratic efficiency power elite”. Muah muah welcome to Sunshine state, hope you don’t get a sunburn, here is another museum, amusement park, oh nice restaurant, I hear they serve great drinks. Rushing home, turn on the phone lines, fast-forward, cut, paste, send out new video, legitimate authority, no you can’t roll over My damn papers, where is My camera, oh hi, got a sunburn? Drinks tonight? You bet! Is it Monday yet???
Yep, I function better under pressure, if you read My tumblr blog you know that already. But I also get into a rare cruel mood at times, the real cruelty with snide disdain and saying whatever is on My mind at the moment. Hey, I can’t always be sweet and seductive and nice and a bit of humiliation towards some very deserving slaves is sooo stress relieving! No, that’s not My usual method of stress management but it’s effective when I’m in a mood for it.
A bit of humiliation is also beneficial to the degradation junkies and My own very special brand of humiliation is also quite hilarious for those with a good sense of humor. Add to that a mix of wickedness when I decide to share My priceless moments with My Evil Twin Goddess Bella Donna and it turns into laughing-with-tears-streaming-down-your-face entertainment for some and whimpering-with-tears-of-humiliation and a raging erection at the same time for others. A win-win situation as I see it.
Take a little look for yourself:
Not for the faint of heart I tell you. But this is what you get when 1) I get stressed and tired, and 2) I share My giggles with My Love. Together we create some priceless moments of amusement at your expense.
And today you have a chance to see all 3 versions of this video:
Original Version Pain Slut Humiliation Jerk Off Video 12 mins $18
Enhanced Version Pain Slut Humiliation with slave moaning, panting and yelping audio add on Video 12 mins $18
Satan’s Queens Theater 3000 Goddess Bella Donna’s commentary to My Pain Slut Jerk Off Video 12 mins $20
While this video was one of the best laughs and stress relievers, I must give credit to another amusing piece of art I have created for Impotent Losers with a bit of humiliation in My Mock Therapy Video.
I am MUCH nicer and sweeter in this video (the sample is only the snapshots of some highlights) and you can think of Me as your very own special amazing Therapist who unveils some humiliating truths to you gently and kindly.
Impotent Loser Video 12 mins $18
Well now that I’ve relieved some accumulated stress I can go back to My muttering about markets and Three Dead White Guys, as My professor calls Marx, Weber and Durkheim, and get ready for My final test tomorrow. And you puppets, slaves, sinners, losers, faggots, gurly-gurls and etc etc can keep amusing Me by buying the videos (these and all the other ones I’ve been so sweet and thoughtful to provide you with this whole past week), tributes (because you love Me and want Me to be stress free) and just being overall good boys for Me.
I get many comments from My pets about the hold I have on them. Each has a different journey, a contrasting purpose he serves. Once that purpose has been assigned, sky is the limit to where My Evil Designs might take him. Some become My faithful puppets, worshiping, adoring, catering to My every need or whim, others become a source of amusement in the form of feminized, sissified, cock sucking sluts, others are no more than a piece of furniture: an ashtray or a foot rest. Different paths, yet one thing all do have in common. Sleepless in Seattle, just as jack has in his own way, summed it up what it means to him and so many more of you:
“It has been great to keep up with Jack and Your new sissies and all. Thank You for the updates. You are quite correct in Your observations that we completely melt and trip all over our feet the moment we talk to You. But there is so much more. All the countless hard-ons You’ve given us just reading Your blog and staring at Your pics as we edge all day long until You are on line and we can call. Continuously watching the phone button and patiently waiting until Your current call ends and calling just hoping to get through to You before someone else does. And then of course..,letting go once we do talk to you. We all hang up the call thinking the same thing… Holy fuck where have You been all my life…”
Mmm yes, it did bring a smile to My face reading that. And that’s what so many of you live for as well, just as My puppy robbie has recently confessed. Oh he loves to fetch, to be allowed to press kisses to My fingertips and precious toes, to have his soul filled with the longing and My guidance in channeling it so he may become the best behaved, most useful to Me puppy. To be walked on My leash while I allow him to carry My textbooks, heels clicking rhythmically, the sexy heels My puppy fetched for Me, him lapping at My feet… mmm what a delicious world he’s granted to belong to!
Speaking of textbooks… My finals are rapidly approaching and My blog updates more than likely will become sporadic again. I have 3 tests in one week and 2 essay due all in the beginning of May. The entire next month I will be hitting the books and hitting them hard. Of course that places an even higher demand on you, My puppets! Pain sluts will need to call in often, as I might need to work some kinks out and stretch now and again. Sissies and cock suckers, I will be requiring extra amusement; I hear laughter is more than therapeutic, so entertainment from your begging, debasement, and whoring adventures is in order. Puppets, now you have to step up with your undying attention even if you are only getting the mere crumbs of My attention. I might not be always quick to respond to an email or IM but I will be here taking calls as much as possible. Puppies, cash slaves, and cash piggies, here is your chance to show your devotion by taking care of all of My bills so that I may concentrate on My finals. Tribute, tribute, tribute!
Oh, and darlings, all of you, My pets, don’t forget, taxes are due shortly! I will be sending out an email with taxes for all brackets: pervs, faggots, puppets, etc etc with some new hot pics.
I’ve decided to take a little break from My algebra and do something rare: update My blog again. TWICE in LESS THAN A WEEK! I know, it’s a shocker, but I suppose tearing Myself away from the fascinating logarithms and 3×3 systems is in order due to the overwhelming amount of emails from My puppets that were either elated or absolutely devastated about making it or being left unmentioned in My blog posts. I usually try not to make My posts too lengthy, therefore I don’t include a lot of details about the constant amusement you darlings go out of your way to provide Me with on daily basis. Oh but how My puppets start to trip over their own feet to be the ones to please Me the most and deserve My attention, even when it is just a mere crumb that I throw out at you, whether it is a personal response to your email, IM, or mentioning here, on My blog. Needless to say, that behaviour of yours, puppets, always leaves Me smiling like a Cheshire Cat. And why not, thought I to Myself amidst My ardent studying for tomorrow’s test, take a break and talk about some escapades and adventures in the Realm of My Wicked Web.
It’s been a while since I’ve mentioned twinkle star sammy, who made his appearance this past weekend after months of absence. Some things never change, and they do apply not only to him but to My other queer faggots and smoke sluts: once an addict, always an addict. And why not enjoy what comes naturally to you, isn’t it right, sammy? Being turned on by gay porn and harming yourself with cigarette smoke (in this instance at least) are those natural instincts that you try to deny yourself to no avail. Forbidden always becomes most arousing and just because it’s bad doesn’t mean it isn’t good – something I’ve been telling you, puppets, all these years. Losing control is exciting partly due to its fear factor, yet you keep spinning and falling deeper precisely because of it, just as My smoke slut faggot does every time he puts on his panties, lights up a cigarette while he’s wearing a nicotine patch, fucks himself with his wife’s vibrator, and becomes My pain slut, scared, but unable to resist My command of putting that cigarette out on his sissy fag cock.
And then there is a smoking sissy who dreams of being back under My spell as I chant in My native Russian tongue the curse to keep him weaker, yearning for the blissful ambiance of the creamy smoke rings floating above his head, and that delicious feel and look of feminine garments and make-up caressing him into oblivion as I coax him into wearing them. His girlfriend meanwhile is in the next room with her friend obvious to his cravings for My “sweet sadistic mesmerizing control”.
Oh but there are many more… Alas, it’s getting late and you, My darling pets, will have to wait another day (or week at the most I hope) to hear about others… Most wicked dreams, My darlings…
P.S. Sunday, the 17th. The Full Moon Sacrifice. It’s time to replenish your supplies, Sleepless in Seattle, and spill ambrosia of your energy into the flames of My candles so I may feast on it again.
Mmm My dearest puppets, how weak I make you and what a powerful feeling it is to take you under, take you deeper, make you lose your mind completely… I thought I’d share with you, My darlings, My Jack’s confession and as you read it, think how it strikes such a familiar accord within you… how you have become just as much of a hopeless addict as he has…
“my dearest Evil Queen Luna,
i can’t stop thinking about You. You have taken over my poor mind and are driving me crazy craving You. I have to see all of Your videos, spend endless hours staring at Your pix and reading every spellbinding word that You write whether it is in email, ads for your pix/vids or in Your blog.
But most of all, i live to hear you speak those sweet, slightly degrading and evil words, “you are My good boy.” it seems like forever, but it has only been two years that i have been serving and worshiping You. And from the very first time i heard You call me ‘your good boy’ i knew those words would be the undoing of me.
And after all the calls, all the videos, all the pictures – i still tremble at the thought of hearing You call me, “My good boy.” i have become a hopeless addict. And what sweet and powerful addition it is. As all addicts do, i occasionally think that this evil addiction must be broken – that i have given too much money and too much control to this Evil Goddess. And then i hear the siren’s call and i’m right back where i belong. At her feet, worshipping at the Evil Shrine that has become my religion. Seekingonly to serve HER – all for HER.”
Now this is what I call devotion! Alright puppets, I know you’ve been waiting for a while for the new pictures and I was suppose to take the new sexy heels photos but I was more in the evil mood to take some in leather and latex… along with something that all of My sluts in My Royal Faggot Stable especially would appreciate. But don’t worry, there are more for My sinners and smoke slaves as well; I’ll be sending those out in the next few days!
It’s been a while… and you, My little addicts need a constant fix of My wickedness… 😉 If you didn’t get a chance to get these videos before, or you’re a recent addition to My Royal Stable of Puppets, they are half off for a limited time (because it is Monday and I’m feeling generous). And of course, it is time to pay your fees and taxes again so make sure to click the appropriate one for you, or all if all apply to you.
I’m introducing My newest series, something, being such a caring Queen of Her devoted subjects, I have came up with to help you deal with your addictions: The Lust Therapy. These first 2 videos are especially focusing on Latex Addiction.
2 sets of Latex Dress and Boots to fuel you as well, puppets.
I’m procrastinating with My studies for the finals, which are only in couple of days, I thought I’d do a little update on yesterday’s Quiz: Are are The Most Perverted Wanker, Biggest Sinner Wanker, or a Most Pathetic Loser Wanker? Several of you not only have taken the quiz but also sent it your results and what a wonderful variety you puppets are! So far we have few faggots, several sinners, and a loser or two, with My darling Jack leading as the most perverted sinner loser. The most pathetic loser so far is louis, who called Me yesterday to argue for 20 mins about religion (what a fool lol, he knows he will never win that argument) and tell Me how he’ll never give in to the sinful desires of his flesh because he saw Jesus. Yeah. Not only a loser, but a delusional one as well. Of course he ended up being a weak pathetic masturbator anyway. I can’t decide if he’s the biggest loser yet, it is a tie between him and My perverted little faggot who begged to be denied while I kept raising My rate on him and draining his account at $25 per min. See, darlings, your Russian Evil Goddess’s cruelty spans so far and wide, from turning you into My pain slut to laughing at you while you’re being degraded and denied. The biggest cruelty of course, is turning you into an addict and encouraging all of your perversions.
Now, I know there are many more of you fitting into that category, as well as others of course, you’ll have to take the quiz to find out if you qualify. Mind you, I’m keeping a score, and while you’re getting your rewards for calls or paid mail right away, the end of the month will show if you’re in the top for the free video rewards.
Btw, if you haven’t received your free pic/min within a day, email Me on Niteflirt, I might have missed someone here and there.
Now, back to My psychology finals studies while you, My darlings, try your hardest (pun intended) to please your wicked Queen by being biggest masturbating puppets, giving in to all your sinful urges.