Beast of the fucking Century

Aug 11, 2005 00:28

Okay, so those that are pretty close to me remember when I was going to Vegas quite a bit to work. Those of you that are even closer to me know that the fat pig slave I used to see went Psycho when he realized he shelled out upwards of $20,000 thinking I was at some point going to become his Girlfriend! bwahahaha!!!! Anyways, this moron moved out to Santa Monica to be closer to me... pretty lame and creepy considering my Boyfriend of two years lived there, like the stupid beast thinks that I fall in love with residents of Santa Monica? retarded. Actually, I guess he really had no concept of who I was or what I am about since the only excitement he would get out of me was when I was angry or surprised by a new gift from him, so he could only prompt reactions by alternately pissing me off then buying me stuff. Anyway, the loser is a wannabe rich guy, yet he would take me to cheap ass nasty restaurants in Vegas with coupons, and always tried to jip me on sessions when he was already getting an unbelievable deal for my time. $1000 a weekend is unheard of to import a Mistress from L.A. and it is laughable in Vegas. Vegas Dommes make that much in three hours! The only gift I ever got for him was a pink buttplug with a curly tail haha! I so regret not taking pics of him hogtied with an apple in his mouth and his curly tail sticking out of his hairy arse. So without further ado, here is the fat pig stalker beast. (Actually he is such a fat, lazy, dickless wonder... he doesn't really stalk me so much as annoy me. He does not even have the balls to meet me at my fucking front door!) Enjoy!













Okay, so when the asshole wouldn't quit bothering me and my Boyfriend, I let him know that I would have no problem sending these to his friends and family if provoked. I guess he is going to try to tell them that the above incriminating pics were taken at a party hahaha! Gee... that might just work if I didn't have the one below taken in your fucking bedroom! My bf still won't let me send them, but fuck that!!! I am the Domme not him... and well, it's better than killing him right? At least I won't go to jail. We thought he had recently gotten a life and left me alone, but my hopes were dashed when he e-mailed my bf this week :^( Sam didn't care... but it angers me in a way I cannot explain or control. Since the beast is crying out for my attention, I figured I should give him what he wants. So, there faggot! you got the attention you've been craving. And since you are such a masochist and love the way I remind you of how much I hate you, I've decided to not call or e-mail you insulting you and berating you since you are so addicted to my negative reactions, and I need $$$ to dish out that sort of abuse. I seriously have never met a more masochistic slave. You are the most pathetic piece of shit that exists! Hence the fact that my friends don't know your real name since I've always referred to you as "The Turd" haha Oh soryy, I guess I should post that your real name is Michael F. Davis, and your number is 702 369-0109 cell 702 806-2096 in case anyone wants to confirm that. Or they can go watch you roll around in the mud oinking away at 5816 Ventana Drive (In the shitty bumfuck area of Las Vegas where homes are cheap and tacky) NV 89106


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