The Evil Enchantress

The Evil Enchantress

The one and only and the original

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 Original One and Only Evil Enchantress Queen Luna
The Original One and Only Evil Enchantress Queen Luna

New videos and other updates

Ugh the time flies and it flies way too fast.  Once again I have been way too busy to update My blog!  And there has been quite a lot going on in My life lately…

First and foremost, your Queen has a brand new business to add to turning you, My pets, into My mindless puppets.  Since I got My real estate license just a little over a month ago, I’ve been quite the busy Queen Bee setting it all up so I can delve into a new venue.  Which is of course why I haven’t been as available for calls on Niteflirt lately.

Starting a new business is never easy and there is a lot to learn.  While I can still apply the same marketing skills, as well as customer relations, as I have been doing on Niteflirt for years, there is a lot about real estate that demands My time in order to learn all ins and outs of it.  Takes time and adjustment, so be patient, My pets.

No, I’m not quitting Niteflirt. Give up My Queendom??? Shudders… Haha some of you might be hoping just for that, thinking that FINALLY you can escape My web. Sorry to disappoint you, darlings, if that’s what you think.  I offer no returns, no loopholes, no means of slipping out.  It’s something I’ve warned you about right from the start and once you have landed into My web… well, you already know… Just except it and stop fighting your Fate.

But think how fortunate you are that you get to feed the power of your magnificent Queen!  Ah, yes, you were aware of that, weren’t you darling, that every time you succumb to Me and My wishes you were intensifying not only My power over you but My personal power period!  Consider yourself lucky I don’t use that power and charm to sell you a house; you’d have no way to resist *Evil Laugh*

Mmm speaking of not being able to resist…  I had some time the other day to film and of course I couldn’t resist trying on My new blue latex dress (what a good boy My bound slave is for fetching it for Me).  I do love My latex but especially in bright colors.  Unfortunately, it’s not that easy to find it in colors other than black and something that doesn’t fall apart before you even put it on.  This dress is such a liquid delight on My curves that I had to get some videos to make My pets even more mesmerized and helpless against Me. 😉

Mesmerized by Liquid Latex

Latex Trance Video

Sensual domination takes on an even more enchanting form as I have you focus on the shiny latex dress I’m wearing.  The slight rustling noises it makes every time I move are so mesmerizing that you can’t help yourself but to relax.  My spiked heels melodically echo on the hardwood floors.  My sensual voice guides your attention to the focus on these things and you slip into such a pleasant deep trance easily and quickly.  As you keep watching and listening, your arousal begins to build as I gently take you onto the path of surrender, completely enchanting you in the wonderful world of My latex trance.

Although this video wasn’t meant to be AMSR, you might find some of the elements similar and at first relaxing theh perfectly stimulating.

11 mins.  Blue latex dress, Goddess worship, JOI. $16.69


Keep it up faggot Video

Mmm yes, literally, keep it up faggot.  Keep jerking off to your favorite thing: being a cock sucker!  I know you love being degraded about it and that only makes you jerk off even more.  So grab your faggot dick and start stroking while I remind you just how much of a faggot you are.

New video, latex dress, high heels. $12.50

Slave Training

Slave Training

and your blissful existence

Slave training is something most of you, My puppets, are now very familiar with as I have been brainwashing you senseless.  It does give you a sense of purpose, knowing that your life is in My wicked hands and I can mold and shape you in any which way I desire.

As a slave or a puppet, you learn the valuable lessons on how to be useful to Me, how to properly serve Me, how to please your Queen, and even how to become a better person.  Slave training is not just a sexual thing but a character building tool as well as a therapeutic one to help you cope with your life and release stress.

For years you’ve heard Me talk about giving in to your desires and enjoying that secret part of yourself that you keep hidden from the rest of the world.  There is nothing wrong with you embracing your inner slave and deriving all of the benefits of being a submissive.  No matter of fact, it’s one of the healthiest things you can do for your mental well-being.  Acting upon your needs even by fantasizing about it, without of course harming anyone, is natural and detrimental.  Besides, who’d want to live their life as a dried up prune always wondering and denying themselves something that is a very important part of them?

Evil Enchantress High Priestess Queen of The Night
Serve at Queen Luna’s Royal Feet

Being a slave to a beautiful, powerful and confident woman is what makes you… you!  Which is why once again I have released few slave training videos.  They are not only to indulge your ever present need for submission but to teach you how to properly please Me, your Queen.  As every Goddess might have different expectations, it is something you must learn: the specific ways you can be of service to the One you are currently serving or wish to serve.


These 3 videos can be enjoyed as a continuation of one another or individually.

As your Owner comes home Video $13.69

As My live-in slave, by now you know the routine and await eagerly for your Owner to come home so that you can exactly what you have been trained for: serve and take care of your Owner Queen.  Kneeling, with your head bowed in submission, you wait for that blissful moment when I sit down and allow you to caress My Royal feet.  After a long day in My leather heels, they’re tired, damp and achy and it’s your job to soothe them.
#Goddess worship, #foot worship, #POV, #intoxicating foot scent, #slave, #puppet

Slave’s Devotion Video $13.69

Awaiting for your Owner’s return, you fantasize about that moment when My high heels come off and you’re allowed to show your devotion by taking care of My perfect Royal feet.  Trained to please your Queen, you’re a slave to My whims and desires but there is nothing better than feeling so useful and grateful when you’ve been bestowed such a privilege of worshiping My sexy feet at the end of the day.
#Slave training, #Foot worship, #close ups #foot slave, #Goddess worship

Slave’s Reward $20.00

Pleasing your Owner has become your most important task.  And of course, My slave is being such a good boy, he gets rewarded with a chance to worship My silky smooth panties.  I know you’ve been trying so hard to please your Queen, My sweet, no matter how emasculating or demanding some of the tasks given to you have been.  None of that matters anymore, as you are a completely submissive puppet now and only your Owner’s commands fulfill your life.
This video is a continuation of “Serving your Owner” and “Slave’s Devotion” but can be enjoyed independently as well.
#pantie worship #satin #Goddess worship #slave training



Dashing through

Dashing through

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.

Dashing through to wish you Happy Holidays from Queen Luna!
Happy Holidays from Queen Luna!

What’s in store for you next?

What’s in store for you next?

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.

trapped in My web
trapped in My web

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.

Corrupted by Lust
Corrupted by Lust

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…






Ringing the Devil’s doorbell

Ringing the Devil’s doorbell

That’s what you do when you masturbate according to Fappy The Humper

Ok, this was waaaay too good to pass up and I though since it’s Monday (why does everyone fear Mondays so much???) everybody could use a good laugh and relieve some tension until you can get away, find some privacy, grab your lube and REALLY relieve the tension by ringing the Devil’s doorbell with your next sinful masturbation session.

This morning I had a revelation.  Satan paid Me a visit and gave His blessings to start My own government funded organization “Start Masturbating Now!”  Nope, I didn’t lose My ever loving mind somewhere, it was a natural response to reading through one of the most ridiculous religious group’s website that screams “Stop Masturbation Now!”  First I had to mop up My morning tea from My keyboard, of course, before I could pay attention to that Devil on My shoulder urging Me to “do it! Start your own organization!  You already have a huge following!  You can be Satan’s Spokesperson and guarantee Yourself fame and riches.  And the BEST spot in Hell where you can be the Queen of Masturbation Encouragement for Eternity!!!”

Don’t you just love when you get these kind of revelations first thing Monday morning while you’re innocently minding your business, trying to wake up and lazily scroll through your Facebook feed to see if anything even remotely interesting has popped up over night besides pictures of food plates that people for some reason have to share with the entire world wide web as you indulge in every meal of the day (what’s with that anyway?) or disgrunted memes about government not doing its job (they ALL must have lost gray matter due to masturbation!) and other garden variety of BS?  And here I thought this would be one of those ordinary Mondays for Me until…  A headline caught My attention:

Christian Anti-Masturbation’s Mascot “Fappy” Arrested For Public Masturbation While Swimming Naked With The Dolphins At Sea World In San Diego

I made such a sticky mess on My desk reading this article!  All that milky colored creamy liquid spilled over My keyboard.  Ugh, I should have known better than to try and sip My scolding and so delicious morning tea reading it.  But, as I am a Sinner (yes I confess to being one) and I never pass up ringing the Devil’s doorbell when I get a chance Myself (yup, I just confessed again, Queen Luna masturbates!) I kept reading on.  Oh I went even further, after I picked Myself up from the floor because I was laughing hysterically, and checked out the website of this anti-masturbation movement.

This is where Satan started whispering in My ear, btw, that sly Devil always up to no good and pounces when you’re distracted reading in a daze some of the biggest bullshit hogwash I’ve ever encountered.  And I was raised in Soviet Union and read their Atheist’s Bible!!!  That’s quite a lot of bullshit, if you ask Me, and not everyday you can honestly say you’ve seen matching or more bullshit than that.

The Unholy message that I received was that I too can be a Savior just like that Lonnie person who has taken on the mission of spreading the Gob’s word (no I didn’t mean God) and promises to save your soul by praying for you, or against you if you’re a masturbator (yup, go look at the comments on their website, they have praying hands “for” and “against”) and preaching of the horrific consequences of masturbation such as:

Masturbation is a gateway drug to rape. It also leads to sexual dysfunction, erodes family values, and is a top ten cause of disease.

– Lonnie Childs

Also, if you are a follower of this Lonnie person, you won’t turn into a zombie, will save chickens, create more soldiers for Jesus instead of wasting your seed, you will lose weight, will be able to see a red dot on a purple meme, won’t be dumped by your partner, will become an Alpha, your brain won’t deteriorate, you won’t turn into a serial killer like Jeffery Dahmer, will know the natural order of the household (I think they borrowed that one from the 50’s), you won’t turn gay, get the approval of Mr. T, won’t be denied birthday presents, oh and your penis won’t fall off if you stop masturbating right away!  Oh and according to Fappy, the spokesperson/mascot, who has as turns out 3 previous arrests for public masturbation, you, the masturbators, are playing in Devil’s playground and ringing the Devil’s doorbell.

So naturally, Satan was offended and came to Me this morning with a message that I should start My own movement and encourage people to masturbate more because masturbation is good for your immunity system, prevents colon cancer, helps you sleep, relieves Restless Legs Syndrome, prevents Erectile Dysfunction, makes for better sex,  releases tension and stress, fights depression, manages rapid or delayed ejaculation, and while it might not help your penis get bigger, it surely won’t make it fall off, but you will definitely enhance your sex life, will have a better and deeper knowledge of yourself and your body, will experience pleasure which has been clinically proven to contribute to your mental and physical health improvement.

Oh, wait.  I’m already a Spokesperson for Masturbation!  Silly Satan, where has He been these past 8 years???  I do have a huge Empire already with My masturbating puppets playing in the Devil’s playground all over the world!  And My videos are much better than Fappy’s too and bring valuable insight, inspiration and joy to My followers.  So what if I won’t get the government to fund My important work, I will be forever immortalized as the Queen of Masturbation Encouragement for Eternity and the glory will be all MINE!

What are you waiting for, puppets?  Follow your Queen into the battle and slay those masturbation haters with your stiff swords and cries of victorious pleasure!!!  Let the masturbation live and masturbators be loud as they are ringing the Devil’s doorbell with each satisfied orgasm!

P.S. you may find Me on Niteflirt under the names of Queen of The Night and Sinfully Twisted.  All of My videos, photos and mp3’s are created for your health benefits and better masturbation experience and are for entertaining purposes only.

P.P.S.  I would like to recommend a similar glove design as found on that ridiculous website for My pain sluts.  Spikes can make it spicy!



A bit of humiliation

A bit of humiliation

is so stress relieving!

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.

Oh oh somebody’s been naughty!

Oh oh somebody’s been naughty!

Naughty good and naughty bad

Naughty is the nature of things here in My Realm and somebody is always doing something naughty or getting into something naughty. Most of those naughty things are encouraged and others are frowned upon. And those somebodies that do the later are of course tormented and punished.

Now, most of My puppets, puppies, sinners, Royal Sissies and Faggots are all good boys and gurls. But even the good ones sometimes stray from the path and decide to do something that they’ve been taught NOT to do at all. Think on their own.

I know some of you think, well, we’re not dumb, we can actually think on our own. Of course you can darlings. It has nothing to do with your intelligence or thinking abilities and, when it comes to certain aspects of your lives, I do expect you to think on your own, make your own decisions and choices. I have no desire nor time to hold you by the hand like a five year old and if that’s what you’re looking for then I suggest you seek a different kind of… ummm… brainwashing. Preferably by a licensed therapist. Or wait until I finish school and then I might have the time and patience to help you with that.

The kind of thinking on your own I’m talking about is when it comes to you making any kind of decisions when you don your puppy collar on and hold your leash in your mouth as you bring it to Me and place it at My pretty little feet. There is a reason I’ve been cautioning you against it, this thinking thing. A very good reason. It makes you confused! And we all know that once you get confused, you get into all kinds of naughty, and it’s not the good kind of naughty either.

And the bad kind of naughty is the situation where My darling jack has found himself just recently. Silly boy was feeling desperate when I was out for several hours one day and going out of his mind craving to speak to Me. To the point where he just couldn’t even function properly. At all. Of course, that is the precise moment jack has decided to do something foolish and… you guessed it! Think on his own!!!

Boy, oh boy, not only did he attempt such an impossible task (and we all know what it does to you addicts when you are desperate) but he also forgot that he should ask MY permission to call My Evil Twin Goddess Bella Donna. A permission that I would have granted if he had ever asked for it precisely in case of a situation like this. At least he had enough wits to ask HER for a permission to call and since we do share a lot of puppets among other things, She knew I wouldn’t mind it at all.

Oh I wish jack’s troubles have ended there with his naughty decision to think on his own. Alas, it was only the beginning. What a disgraceful behavior from one of My puppets that held so much potential when he decided to cum without permission while talking to Goddess Bella Donna. Of all the silly and disrespectful things to do!

Of course once of the phone with My lovely Partner in Deviance, jack was on YIM begging and pleading with Me to allow him to call Me now because he still desperately needed to hear My voice. I’m used to pathetic displays of this puppet but this was sheer disobedience and for that I had to punish this naughty puppet and not allow him a moment of relief until the next day. Suffering is good for disobedient boys and the best way to make an addict suffer is by taking away the very thing that gives him a high. Which was a sheer torment for jack, being an addict to Me for the past several years now.

Yes, I did allow him to call Me the next day… for more deviant and naughty torment *EvilGrin*. Puppet jack won’t forget his lesson that soon now and now realizes just how harmful it is to his own health to think on his own.

But enough about naughty bad. There are some who have been extra naughty good and one of them is My Satanic puppet. Not only has he been adding some extremely sexy high heels to My shoe closet but he’s also been recently introduced to Sex Magic. And what a better time to perform it than the Full Moon?

My puppy Robbie has been an extremely naughty good puppy with his new assignments for strengthening his submission and exercises of putting his self-centered needs aside for the needs of his Goddess. In between he’s been busy fetching sexy things for Me from Amazon and other places I allowed him and clicking tribute buttons like a good boy as well.

And I’m still enjoying those Bose earphones and the new lingerie Sleepless in Seattle was so anxious I get before he closed up his Niteflirt account. Of course he is right now on a naughty bad list but as it has happened before with him and so many others, he will be back. As always, right now he’s reading My blog, knowing that I see and hear everything and that I know some of you puppets better than you know yourself. And he’d agree when he sees Me say: I know what’s good for you darling.

Speaking of things good for you, darlings. One of My newest MP3’s is something of an improved and fine-tuned way of conditioning techniques that you simply don’t want to miss out!

Puppet Strings- hypnotic brainwashing that will leave you happy and content and loving the very strings that control you more than ever.

Oh the travels…

Oh the travels…

Things that make you think

I enjoy My travels.  I see new places.  I meet new people.  And on the road… I think.  I suppose that is why I enjoy driving long distance so much.  Time to think and to muse.  Long winding roads, beautiful scenery, small towns, big cities, sunshine and storms… and My thoughts, My ideas, My observations.

This recent trip I just came back to was the longest one yet and it drove some of you, puppets, insane with inability to speak to Me.  Delicious torment *Evil Grin*.  It’s good for you darlings to miss Me and realize exactly how deep and intense your addiction is.  All of you My addicts: all the desperate, the lost, the confused ones without My guidance, are a part of My flock.  The Flock of The Addicts and Puppets following your Queen on every twist and turn of the road to addiction I lead you to.  At the speed I set forth for you.

Ha, it’s amusing the things you come up with while you’re traveling, especially the similarities of the people around you on the road and those who follow in every day life someone they consider a source of authority and power.  I thought of the “flock” and how you puppets are just being lead with Me at the helm when I was driving through some big town in North Virginia.  A 2 lane highway, 70 mph (ok, I do just enough over 70 not to get pulled over), windows down, music blaring and cars freely passing through.  Traffic is minimum on these roads usually; it’s not a major interstate like 95 until you do come into a big city and the 2 lanes turn into 4 with more coming and going.  Lush beautiful scenery and fresh air are replaced by concrete and steel paisaje and cement shoulders of the road box you into a grey stretch of the road.

I always think of places like that as desolate and void of all the emotions but dissatisfaction and rage.  People zoom in and out of the lanes and compete with each other on who has the biggest death wish.  Impatience and colorless existence rule the road.  So much different from the middle of nowhere countryside, stretching on for miles and miles with green pastures and forests and little white houses peeking through the treetops.  Even the air feels less congested and heavy with misery as it is when you pass through the big towns and cities.

I dread going through these white knuckle territories but this one city was quite different.

As I just came into this particular stretch, the road was still pretty much free of traffic with people zooming along at 15-20 mph over the speed limit.  There was plenty of room to maneuver if the need had arisen and I thought I’ll breeze by this depressing little area soon enough.  Until… A state trooper pulled into the highway from one of the incoming exits.  Everything came to a halt.

It was very amusing to watch.  Ahead of the trooper there was a pretty much empty road and behind him a cluster of cars, all suddenly slowing down to the speed he sat for the rest of us, only 5 mph over the limit.  No one would even dare ride beside him; everyone just hung back at the safe distance: no passing each other, no switching lanes, just following along.  For 15 miles this trooper led the rest of the travelers with him at the front and the rest forming a V behind him, just like in a flock of birds.

I couldn’t pass around to get ahead for the duration of this town so I stayed where I was, observing all those around Me.  I saw impatience on some faces, resignation on others, and careful blank stares on others still, as if the cop had the eyes on the back of his head and they didn’t want to attract any attention to themselves.  I was amusing Myself by imagining some of the thoughts My fellow travelers must have had being forced to keep at a reasonable distance and speed.  “Oh for God’s sake, somebody take the heat for the rest of us already!” “You, yes, you, go around the damn cop and wave at him as you speeding up so he can pull you over!”

Now tell Me you’ve never thought something like *Evil Grin*.

It is a hassle I suppose to be hindered by the authority so openly mocking you with their power of you.  But what most never stop to even think about is the fact that these intersections are dangerous because people make them that way with their unruly behavior.  Whom but the authority shall bring down the order and lead you to the safety?  Take you through the desolate and miserable place so you can come out to the freedom of colors without harm done to you.  Sounds so similar, doesn’t it, darlings?

While there are so many of you that come to Me asking for self-destruction, most don’t stop to think where it would lead them and how it will end up for them.  Which is why I lead My Flock of Puppets the way I see fit, at the speed I decide is feasible for you.  What do you come to Me for if not the escape from the desolate void and dissatisfaction with your life.  What do you seek but the freedom of expression, of being yourself without being judged or condemned for it.   I am the Authority that decides what is self-destruction and how far self-destruction course can be taken without breaching the simple rules that may cost you dearly and ruin your life.  I am the Authority that takes My Flock to the safety and freedom.

Follow along, darlings, travel as I guide and lead.

Oh, and I do have eyes on the back of My head. 😉



Manipulation is the Game

Manipulation is the Game

How you love being manipulated

I know I speak a lot about puppetry and keep coming back to the subject so familiar to many of you.  Well that is what I do after all, isn’t it?  Manipulating you, your thoughts, your desires, and for some even your entire life.  For most, being manipulated comes naturally.

If you really think about it, you’re always being manipulated everywhere you turn.  It’s your boss, your family, your friends, even that soft drinks vending machine is manipulating you on daily bases.  Somebody is always telling you something that you should be doing, that it’s something that you need, something you can’t function without, somebody always wants something from you. Somebody or something constantly pushing your buttons.

They play on your need to keep a job.  Sure, you don’t have to take it from your boss and you can always find another job.  But you and him both know that in today’s economy it would be such a hassle and you’d rather just put up with all the unfair demands and plain bullshit from stuck up lazy asses who expect you to do all their work for them.

And your family.  Now that’s the biggest manipulative force if there ever was one!  The guiltrips alone make you want to do whatever just so they can leave you alone.  Of course you also have to watch our for those sweet and innocent like manipulations where you both know what all the sucking up is all about but your sense of decorum won’t allow you to refuse a family member.  Family is everything.  And they are the first ones to manipulate you.

Then you have your friends.  Do you even have time or energy left after all other manipulations for them too?  Yet, you’re a good friend, or at least try to be and you’ll listen to the sob “wife treats me like crap and boss is on my ass” stories, lend out those precious tools out of your garage (the ones you won’t even let your family members breathe on), and even cover for them at work or their latest affair with some bimbo.  Playing on your friendship and loyalty.

And you can’t even escape manipulations from the advertisements!  They are on every single corner shouting about something tasting good, being refreshing, good for your health, great for your garage, even better for your erection.  “Nah, I don’t need any of that.  I’m not hungry, thirsty, horny.”  Then you find yourself bombarded with it until you start to wonder:”Do I really need another cordless drill?  Is that new lunch bistro really going to make me feel better if I eat their “organic” food every day?  I like my cola but maybe I should start drinking that new refreshing no sugar no calorie one they just came out with.  Am I horny even though I just masturbated few hours ago?  If I’m not, does it mean I’m having erectile problems???”  And all this time the adds keep playing over and over in your subconsciousness until you’ve been manipulated and you get those products anyway.

That’s life and you’re so used to being manipulated that you don’t even recognize it as such when it happens to you in every situation.  Clever little mechanism we human beings have adapted, isn’t it?  It’s a self-serving mechanism too.  Ha, don’t think just because you recognize all these things as what happens to you all the time that you’re entirely innocent.  Yes, you manipulate others just as much.  What goes around, you know, must complete the circle.  Whether you do it out of entitlement or because you want something, it doesn’t matter.  Everybody manipulates everybody!

Of course some get much bigger rewards and satisfaction out of manipulating others.  And they are more skillful, more artistic, I guess you can say, about it.  Those manipulators you simply don’t want to resist even though you know exactly what it will cost you but it does make you feel so nice and gooey inside that you don’t even think about it as manipulation.  No, to you it’s excitement and in this case it’s so arousing too.  It’s elevated to a status of you being useful, and everybody wants to feel useful and appreciated, don’t they?  Don’t forget how it’s self-serving too and it’s not really manipulation because you actually want to do these things.  Yes, so they are naughty and kinky and some really dark at times, but look at what you’re getting out of this!  Endless hard-ons and lots and lots of really hot things to masturbate to.  That’s something you won’t get from your job, family, friends, or even that vending machine with the mouth watering images of thirst clenching ice cold drinks.

Now you’re probably wondering why am I spending so much time talking about you being manipulated.  Well, that’s easy, darling.  As one of those Artistic Manipulators I just mentioned up there, I always prime your mind up for whatever it is I want you to feel at the moment.  Right now, you’re in that familiar zone of being manipulated, recognizing yourself in the descriptions above, and it’s such a comforting places too, isn’t it.  Especially when I mention the hard-ons and masturbation.  This is something that you recognize as pleasurable.  Now we add that feeling of comfort of you being weak against manipulations (even if you don’t like being manipulated, you are used to being manipulated and it is still your comfort zone because you are used to being manipulated) and we get a nice little excited feeling that’s making your cock look forward to its reward of being masturbated while you’re being manipulated.

We both know that this is sheer manipulation, but you enjoy that feeling of arousal when I tell you how much it will please Me seeing you being a good boy for Me.  It’s Me pushing your buttons while I’m reminding you how wonderful it is to stroke while you’re clicking and opening My buttons.  And it’s even more exciting when I promise you a sweet reward if you are being a good boy for Me and give in to My manipulations.

As you know I have partnered with Satanic Goddess and we have been quite busy creating some wicked manipulation mp3 and writings.  We have decided to let the first 5 boys, puppets, sissies and minions who buy ALL of TODAYS wicked Goodies before Midnight June 10th have a SPECIAL REWARD. Lucky 5 of you will receive a personal message from the Evil Majesties in their Inbox with a couple of worship Photos from US. One each. In order to qualify so you do have to buy ALL OF TODAYS WICKED GOODIES BEFORE MIDNIGHT JUNE 10TH 2014!

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Cuckolds, Sissies or Piggies? Who will get the privilege of being used as our cum mop? MP3

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Behind the Scenes of our diabolical Union

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Sissy Priestess and Whore Dedication Ritual

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And I’m going to make this even sweeter and will send 1 lucky boy/gurl that is the first to reach $100 in goodies purchases from our Satans Queens by thie Friday the 13th a preview of My upcoming shoot (your choice of 3 pics or 1 min video sample).

See, darlings, you are being manipulated right now and your cock is already throbbing.  Because we both know that you love being manipulated.