Yet again, to no avail…
The pathetic pompous asses that lurk in the shadows of the internet think they can go unnoticed, without even the fresh aromatic scent of fear… THINK AGAIN YOU SWEATY POOLS OF STENCH!!
All I did was, sit in front of my computer… drink my delightful cup of coffee, while checking my email. I couldn’t help but notice a slight smell… It wasn’t coming from any direction really, and I did shower… So I knew it wasn’t coming from me… But then I notice the smell was coming from my laptop.
This musty, moldy smell was like rotted cottage cheese, sitting in the attic…It became stronger and stronger, then finally the speck of penicillin popped up on my Yahoo.
The name was Petey.
After the pathetic pleading and the right exchanges were made. I seen his picture… I knew THAT was where the smell was coming from. HE was the root of this stench, as he admitted to me it was over a week and a half since he last showered and he explained he loved being dirty. He enjoyed sitting in his own filth, and muck……..
This is where the Financial Domme/Slave relationship began.
It’s kinda like… You know… When you finally get the chance to say the things you have held back all your life, and you’re grabbing at the opportunity to bring forth the wrath; making it fall down upon him; just to make yourself feel better?? I suppose it would be like projectile vomit coming out of your mouth and nose hitting the floor violently, or perhaps the diarrhea that is slowly running down your leg, building up unbearable pressure behind your rectum; forcefully splashing the water as it hits the toilet…
Ya… THAT kind of relationship!
Read below for our first 3 sessions. Subsequent sessions are linked to at the end of this post. Enjoy maggots!!
FIRST THREE SESSIONS!
August 26th, 2013
Petey, the worthless scum bag contacted me on Yahoo…He begged me desperately to humiliate him, and he wanted to be my pathetic little pig. The more we chatted, the more I got to know about his fetishes. He told me that he loved dominating, sassy, greedy Mistresses, and exclaimed he want to be my stupid loser pig.
Immediately I went to work. His begging was quite frankly getting on my nerves, and I was in the mood to test this fucking pig! I quickly advised him to prove his worth with a tribute. I provided all information to do so. He did not hesitate!
When I first seen this amount I was disappointed, as I thought my time was worth more than this… However I was in the mood to really fucking play with this moron… Plus… You never know how it could work out… Right?
I assigned him his first task.
It was a simple one, as he was to tape his big mouth shut tightly, with my name written on his worthless face! This pompus ass agreed to have his pictures on my site, as long as I could pretty him up like a little bitch! Once I seen the picture I dubbed him as Petey The Pathetic Piglet.
Just by looking at this picture, you fuck ups would even have to agree that he is a FUCKING STUPID RUNT!!! Look at it!! His fucking nostrils are large enough to inhale you!! He’d be able to smell anything from ten miles away for fucksakes!!
The fucking loser is such a greenhorn, that he didn’t ask my permission to take the tape off… Inconsiderate fuckin’ bastard! What kind of moronic slave does that anyway? The slaves should automatically know these fucking things, shouldn’t they?? UGH!!! So, due to his incompetence, and ignorance I made him video himself being on all fours squealling like a fucking pig! He was quick to get to the task. Once I got the video, I honestly thought it was of a fucking pig dying for crying out loud! I’ll try to put little clip bits on here later… But trust me… IT’S HORRIBLY BAD to the point of which I couldn’t stop listening and laughing.
I ended the session shortly thereafter, as it was getting late, and I had to get up the next morning early. I advised him that I would have another assignment for him the next night. Advised him to follow me on Twitter as well…
August 27th, 2013
When I signed on to Yahoo, I seen he had sent me a message offline, begging for more and more and more… I smiled to myself thinking he’d have to pay another tribute, and do more assignments. We talked for a short period of time much later in the evening, and to my surprise he didn’t follow me on Twitter… FUCKTARD!!! C’mon now idiot! Get with the fucking program!! (Speaking of which… I need to check that again…) This did not impress me, so I made him pay tribute before going any further.
I noticed the wench had a hairy chest, so I ordered him to duct tape his chest all up, and to leave it like that for a while because the body heat would make the tape adhere much better to the hair… I commanded him to take a picture of this and send it to me, as I need proof of him performing the tasks ordered.
Once I recieved this I let him stay in it for a while. The he was to video the removal of this fine, stick duct tape. He sent it to me, and while I viewed it, I laughed really fuckin hard because he was SQUEELING like a pig again!! OH MY GOD!!! I mean really??!! It was so loud, it’s a wonder that his neighbours didn’t hear him! Here’s a screenshot of the video…. Baaahahahaaaa!!
WHAT A FUCKING TOOL!!!! I mean… WHO DOES THIS SHIT ANYWAYS!!??
He begged for the chance to cum… But I told him to get my permission would cost him more dollars… I had plans for him the next night (28th) which would require some play anyway… I told him to tape up is puny prick so there would be no chance of him wanking on it through the night.
August 28th, 2013
These were his thoughts :
Hi Mistress Bella
CLICK HERE to read all about the next session I had with this runt! It’s FUCKIN’ hilarious!!