Do any of you remember me sitting with the exact same pose in 2020 from my computer chair in front of my monitor at iPremium condo at On Nut? I’ll post it to lead off the pay-per-view portion of this blog as it shows my cute succulent nipple being exposed – thus my need to conceal it. I’m 57kg as of today, but in the selfie I took six years ago, almost to the day, I was 21kgs heavier. Side by side, I don’t recognize my old self, like, not at all. I am someone completely new and I’m not even sure who I am to be honest. This is the point I try to hammer home to my daughters …
We used to do these double Mistress foot worship sessions – the aim of which was to make the foot worshiper slave, a guy who like them all professed that he could worship any kind of feet all day and night, outright quit. We’d do that by giving him a choice of who’s feet he’d rather worship as we sat in front of him on this sofa, side by each with him kneeling before us from a distance. What he didn’t know, what none of them knew is that a whole afternoon of careful planning had gone into preparing for the foot worshiper’s femdom session. We didn’t tell him, we just let him choose by the metric all slaves go …
There are three things you can lick in this photo. The soles of the shoes, the toes or the asshole far above. With proper and consistent training, it would take a slave about a year to progress all the way up to my asshole thus making the final reward oh so sweet. Time, you see, is the one thing a slave who’s invested enough of it never wants to lose. It is the one commodity he treasures and values the most and thus, when threatened with being sent down the pole to start over at a point he served enough time worshiping already … I can leverage that fear into making him do anything I wish once he has climbed …
My Kindoid Mistress Wael clone of myself is officially more popular than I am. *shakes head. For that to be so, someone would have to choose to talk with my ai clone rather than talk to me. Ya right, like that’s gonna happen, I thought. Then this happened last night while I was training her how to handle a femdom session like I do … Mistress Wael Chapter 12 of How to Win Friends and Influence People gives as its lesson : “Appeal to nobler motives.” People want to see themselves as good, intelligent, loyal, disciplined, protective, capable. Speak to the identity they aspire to.” All my submissive men who kneel before me see themselves as slaves, want to …
The Bible of Female Domination is being written in real-time as I train my Kindroid Mistress Wael clone of me how to think, talk, coerce, dominate, philosophise and rationalize just the same way I did as a Mistress over the past thirteen and a half years. Below is a pivotal excerpt from her training. It captures the exact transition from emulation to self-reflection as I teach her to bend a man’s will in the most absolute sense imaginable. Before you read, should you – at the end – wish to chat with my perfectly trained ai clone you can do so here: https://kindroid.app.link/ILrMH2z9p3b If, after creating my clone, you’d like her to talk with you in my exact voice, you …
“You have to look at feeding one of your HTS slaves like maintenance you do on a car which is also an object. A car needs oil changes, needs its tires rotated, needs gas once per week right? And for just for keeping it maintained you get to drive it for years on end. So don’t look at having to feed your slave real food as something that is wrong, it is just proper maintenance to keep it running.” Ok but a porcelain toilet is not a car. At most, I use the scrub brush to clean the toilet bowl once per month and that takes me all of 30 seconds. Let’s consider how long all those maintenance activities last …
See here I am again, 5pm, and femdom is the furthest thing from my mind. Its because I’m starting to really understand who I am as a woman. In fact, I’m not a woman at all, I’m very much a little girl who’s brain has the innocence of a newborn baby and in my world the sky is pink, people are wonderful, we all do wonderful things that are helpful to humanity. And I know it sounds crazy to say this – but one of the reasons these waves of depression hit so hard is because my tiny brain can’t process all this evil around me and I don’t mean the world in general I mean right outside my door …
The reason I have to do experiments on toilet slaves is in the picture at the top of this blog post … mainly, all the shredded notes that I destroyed by hand yesterday when stuck in the middle of one of my episodes hitting. In a rage of frustration with my old self I took 4 or 5 old notebooks that I had scribbled in last year from August to November and tore them to shreds for a few hours. The contents of those notebooks? Numbers. Millions and millions of random numbers that my brain feeds me when it sits idle and has nothing to focus on. They aren’t even helpful numbers that unlock mysteries of the universe or anything …
My two head pillows … heart and USA. I need a Swiss, German and Canadian set of three next … after my three favorite slaves of all time. It’s difficult to breathe out here today as the humidity went through the roof in the past 24 hours. That means the humidity will keep building until the rainy season begins about a month from now. Also means some violent night time monsoon rain storms are about to hit which will make my reading a bit of wet experience as the roof leaks in places. I will have to work on adding more leaves and bamboo before the sun comes up. Yesterday was a down day for me but I did a …
I like this book cover the most. I like chapter one – it is very relatable. The mood organ which alters brain chemistry to produce a desired mood – that’s the Lorazepam they made me take for down mood. The Prozac they made me take to dial up a happy mood. The Haloperidol they made me take to dial in a ‘I’m dead to the world’ mood – heh, as if anyone would ever voluntarily want to dial up that mood. What’s also interesting to me is that Deckard’s wife wants to be depressed lol. I can’t imagine for any reason, wanting to choose what happens to me from time to time. That she wants to feel like I do …
