As many of you already know, I never tire of making My losers eat and drink disgusting things; preferably things of an excratory nature. Naturally I was very pleased when My newest piss piggie told Me it had vodka, gin, whiskey and tequila on hand – what a delightful opportunity for My pig to experience a wonderful assortment of flavors in My honor! Of course, he was unable to carry out My simple instructions in a timely and organized fashion. But because I am such a kindhearted and understanding Goddess, I forgave him and instructed him to prepare yet another delicious treat for himself – so I had him fill a large glass with urine, ash a cigarette into it, and drop the butt into the glass to give it a lovely burnt filter flavor. MMMMMMMM, what a lucky little humiliation whore!

I would tell you all about what happened next, but it’s just so much more amusing to read about it from the piggie’s perspective, don’t you think?

Goddess Kat had me pour four shots of liqour. They were tequila, vodka, gin, and whiskey. The idea was to pour four shots half way and fill the rest up with piss. The first time i did it i couldn’t piss, so Goddess Kat ahd me do the shots. Then i drank 3 cups of water and a beer. After that we talked for a little bit, which was great. She is amazing. Begging for a cigarrette She said i could if i left the ashes in a cup along with the butt of the cig. Then when my bladder was busting She had me wait while She made a drink. After i filled the shots halfway then pissed in them to finish them off. After i finished the shots the extra pee went into the glass with the butt and ash.

I drank all of them as ordered. I also recorded all as ordered. Ranking the shots from least to worst the gin was the absolute worst. I don’t think people do shots of gin anyway, but the addition of the piss seemed to brig out the botanicals even more, but not in a good way. The third worst was the whiskey. It’s a strong drink anyway, maybe b/c it was cheap jonny walker red, but it just didn’t go down smooth. Afte that was the vodka. I’m not a vodka fan. it’s for russians ans eastern bloc countries, but it wasn’t that bad. it was alot smoother than i am used to. The best shot believe it or not was the tequila. All the bite was gone and you could taste the piss ever so slightly, but no crazy aftertaste that required salt and lime. The piss that had filled up my glass with the cig butt and ashes wasn’t that bas. I think it might be due to the fact that i am tipsy or the watered down taste of the piss. the butt was the worst. I had to hold it between me lips. So i could taste the stronge taste of nicotine, but mixed with piss. To all you sould out there if you can’t stomach tequila mix it with piss and when mixing piss with cigs, keep the butt out and always make sure Goddess Kat is happy

For a comparison to the piss shots mixed with liquor and the piss mixed with ash and a cig butt. I would have to say that the piss actually had a better flavor overall. the piss/tequila mix was actually good, but when combining all of them it wasn’t as good as the piss/ash/butt combination. The only trouble with the piss/ash/butt combo was the physical nature of holdiong the butt out of mymouth, butb/c it was watered down from all the water/liquor/beer it was quite refreshing

LOL… making grown “men” drink pee just DOES NOT GET OLD

I’ve been staying at My Dad’s place for the past while so as not to catch Jennifer’s tonsillitis. Luckily I’m close to Our gym, so I’ve been able to work out most days. I wonder, which one of you is going to have the privilege of paying for My gym membership renewal next month? Pay up, My pet - it’s the only way you’ll ever get to see pics of Me in the sauna!

Watching My favorite sport always gets Me in the mood to work out extra hard. I get tons of motivation from watching My boys playing their guts out. Hockey is just so intense… I love the skating, the hitting, and of course the scoring of pretty goals. But I have to say, aside from a winning goal in overtime, My favorite thing about hockey is when one of My guys throws his gloves down and beats the piss out of someone.

It takes a REAL man to play a brutal sport like hockey, so I get endless enjoyment from watching them play at My favorite bar while you pay for My drinks. And I know that next time I’m out watching hockey, you won’t be able to resist calling Me to hear all about how pathetic you are compared to My favorite players. LOL, I love it!

Wow, what a long day… We got up early for once, dropped off Jennifer’s precious baby kitty Luna at the vet. Then We hit the new shoppers to check out their massive makeup store. I love makeup as much as the next spoiled brat, but Jennifer loves it with a PASSION. I love watching Her shop for makeup, She’s practically a professional…it’s always fun watching sales girls approach Her, start giving Her a pitch or an explanation for a product, and see the realization dawn on their faces that they don’t have even a tiny fraction of Her knowledge. Pretty soon they’re asking Her questions and trying to mine Her for information so they can look smart to all their other customers. LOLLL, it never fails. The sales lady was falling all over herself to give us free stuff, and so sad to see Us go. But We’re pretty used to that. Then it was more shopping (I love you clearance sales - I don’t spend any less but I get way more stuff). Then We had some lunch, ran some more errands, and then We had time to kill till We could go get Luna. So since it was a beautiful day We went for a long drive out of the city; going on random adventures is one of Our favorite things ever.

Poor kitty has an infection, but luckily they caught it in time…she’s going to be one grumpy kitty for the next couple weeks as we have to pill her twice a day, but Jennifer’s MUCH happier now that her precious is going to be okay. And that means Kat’s a happy kitty too =^_^=

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Later losers!

Goddess Kat: I like being up for 24 hours at a time, it seems to be the best cycle for me
Goddess Kat: the world can fuck itself with its stupid cycle of 16 hours up and 8 hours asleep
danlagalera: yea i dont understand either Goddess
Goddess Kat: how can anyone live by a strict schedule like that, I can’t even imagine waking up to an alarm
Goddess Kat: fuck that, I wake up when I want
danlagalera:  im glad
danlagalera: i get a lil manic tho sometimes
danlagalera: but Youre superior to me
Goddess Kat: I guess I just really resent any kind of artificial, external controls being exerted on Me, like schedules that have no actual logical reason behind them
danlagalera: well supposedly theres studies or w/e blah blah
danlagalera: its “healthy”
danlagalera: but yea i agree Goddess You shouldnt do whatever You dont wanna
danlagalera: Youre powerful enough not to
Goddess Kat: it’s really hard for Me to understand why it is most people behave the way they do, they’re like ants to Me
danlagalera: me too Goddess?
danlagalera: just dont squish me please
Goddess Kat: well I was thinking in terms of how they behave in the ways expected of them by society; anyone participating in the bdsm/fetish culture is outside the ordinary behavior patterns to some degree
danlagalera: thats true i love a beautiful Goddess
Goddess Kat: so while you are worthless to Me as anything but a toy to amuse Myself with and be spoiled by, I can’t honestly say I would classify you with the drones I was talking about
danlagalera: =) i feel useful
Goddess Kat: well, being more useful to Me than the average fuckwitted drone isn’t really saying much at all

I woke up this afternoon feeling really good about life in general - and that’s only fitting, since I have a great life! Yesterday was awesome, Jennifer and I went shopping and splurged on an amazing new toy, a Sony HD video camera. I’m sure that Our pets will all appreciate it as much or more than We do! It’s always fun to add to Our rather massive collection of electronic luxuries. We took advantage of the beautiful weather to try out the new camera, and I’m EXTREMELY pleased with the results. You puppies and piggies and paypets are going to be even more helpless to resist My perfect feet, My beautiful body and My hypnotic eyes. WOW!

So naturally We had to pick up a bottle of wine to celebrate. Halfway through that, I got a call from My loser ATM mindlessloser4u, and proceeded to rape him for $800, not counting the presents he had to send My girlfriend! LOL! Once that little piggie got a look at My sexy eyes he was totally under their spell. He maxed out two of his cards, and if he has anything left at all? It’s going to be MINE soon enough!

So  now I’m sitting out on the porch taking advantage of Our WiFi. I’ve got clove cigarettes, wine, sunshine and My Ipod Touch. This is going to be a great weekend!

I just love waking up to shiny new gift certificates in My inbox! This time it’s a $50 cert for Amazon from My newest pet piggie Dan, who doesn’t actually have a name yet since I couldn’t be bothered last night, I was too busy partying. His reward? See for yourself!

Purple Piggie Peenie

Yep, this little porker had to tie up his 4 inch microcock and balls to amuse Me. Unfortunately for this loser, it couldn’t untie the knot after it sent Me the picture…OOPS! You can imagine how hilarious that was for Me. I couldn’t help but think of how pigs are castrated in the pork industry - they tie off their little balls with elastics and leave them that way, until eventually they shrivel and fall off! I have a cousin who did this as a part of her vet practicums, but I’d rather play with all My nasty little piggies. I’d feel bad hurting a real little piglet - they’re actually kinda cute when they’re babies. The piggies I hogtie and torture are the ugliest, smelliest kind!

The weather sure has cooled off in a hurry this year; usually we would have at least a few weeks of nice mild weather in September. But it’s been cold, and being cold makes Me a VERY unhappy kitty, so this afternoon when We finally ventured out from under the covers, Jennifer turned the heat on. Then we went for a drive, smoked Our favorite clove cigarettes, and rocked out to some new mixes Jen’s friend sent her the other night. Cruising in the Jeep always puts Me in a good mood! We also checked out a couple of sidewalk sales downtown and picked up some cute booty shorts….it doesn’t matter how shitty the weather is, you can never have too many booty shorts! The house is nice and cozy now…and guess who’s going to be frolicking in the bathtub with Goddess Kat tonight? Mr. Kitty Harold, isn’t he lucky! This should be interesting indeed…

Jennifer and I decided yesterday that Our Bengal kitty Harold needs to start coming on drives with Us when We go out to the store, or when We go adventuring in the Grand Cherokee…after all, beautiful women need accessories, and what better accessory than our Harold, the $600 cat?! That’s Mr. Harold to you, loser! So last night We took Our favorite lap kitty with Us to the grocery store. Unfortunately he couldn’t come in with Us to help Us spend iluvcock’s money, but he did get a special treat from the deli for being such a perfect little pet while We were shopping.

Goddess Kat and Kitty Harold

Which just reminds Me, Our Kitty Harold has it sooo much better than you, loser. Harold gets Our affection and approval just for being his smart, beautiful kitty self; but you? you have to bust your loser ass to get My attention. Sitting at home eating garbage food and saving your pennies so Harold can have luxuries would be a great start… I think nothing of taking Harold out for a drive around the block, wasting the gas you pay for, but if you want My time and attention you’re going to have to prove you’re serious about pleasing Me. Who knows, maybe someday you’ll be fortunate enough to be My little pet on a leash… but of course, Kitty Harold will always be above you!  =^_^=

As far back as I can remember, I’ve always been a magnet for submissives and guys who have a proper appreciation for intelligent, commanding women. Most of these losers aren’t memorable in any way, but sometimes I do enjoy thinking back and remembering how much fun I’ve had with my bitches in the past.

Yesterday when my pet mikey mouse called me to worship at my feet, I let him talk to my girlfriend Jennifer as a special treat, and she explained to him how we’ve both been exerting our authority over males for as long as we’ve known each other. I almost pissed myself laughing when she started to tell mousey about the skinny little nerd named Nathan who followed me around worshipping me all year in grade nine - of course, at the time I had no idea that he was in love with me, because I paid absolutely no attention to him as a person; I was only interested in the hilarious, ridiculous things he did and said to amuse me and get my attention. I remember now how he used to get in trouble constantly with our computer teacher for disrupting class. Poor little Nathan couldn’t even sit still when he was around me - he would bounce up and down in his chair, vibrating with the need to say something, anything, that would amuse me and make me look at him with my perfect, piercing eyes. The two most popular girls in the school would turn around in their chairs and stare at him when he said humiliating, degrading things about himself, and they were always surprised and bewildered at the fact that he didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of him, except ME. LOL! Of course, at the time, I just took it as my due. I still laugh out loud as I see Nathan in my mind, turning off his computer at random, in the middle of a project, without saving his work, because he needed to see me laughing at him. And there were all the times I made him go up to different girls and say idiotic or perverted things to them. He knew they would get angry and tell all their friends how disgusting and pathetic he was, humiliating him even further, but he just couldn’t resist doing whatever I told him.

Since he was too young to have a job and money of his own to spend on Me, Nathan would beg his parents for money every day to buy me lunch, or steal it if he had to. He would gladly have paid to take me to movies and anything else I desired, of course, but I never allowed him to spend time with me outside of school, no matter how much he pleaded. Anyway, one day when I was especially bored, and Nathan’s usual degrading antics weren’t enough to entertain me, I made him eat part of the lunch he bought me off the street. The street in front of the Mac’s store was always particularly filthy, littered with cigarette butts and discarded chewing gum, and riddled with spit. So naturally, when Nathan asked me for a bite of my sandwich, I broke off a section and dropped it on the ground. When I told him to eat it, he was clearly torn between disgust at the filthy food and his need to submit to Me. I allowed him to waver for a couple of minutes, but when I grew bored with the game, I just stared him in the eyes and his self will melted instantly. At that moment, I knew that he was completely and totally a slave to my will, and that I owned him, mind, body, and soul. I had always known that I was powerful, and I had lived my life up to that point inducing those around me to submit to my will. But my experience with Nathan made me realize consciously that my role in life is to command.

Summer’s almost over, and Goddess Kat and Queen Jennifer are making the best of what’s left! We’ve been hard at work raping all our little cash piggies, and hard at play spending it! So I thought you little losers just *might* like to hear a little about how we’ve been spending Our time and your money - that is, if you’re one of the lucky little cash cows who’ve been priveleged to pay for Our fun, and maybe even see the pictures later! LOL! If not, you need to get your loser ass to My niteflirt page, get on your knees and click those tribute buttons. Then maybe you won’t feel like such a total worthless freak.

So let’s see, where shall I begin…We got things started off early Thursday with a BBQ in Queen Jennifer’s spacious backyard, and of course I offered up the services of FrancyPrancy to do the cooking - which left Me with nothing to do but have fun. Which is exactly how things are supposed to be, isn’t it loser?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTENA!!!

One of My friends from high school had a birthday bash on friday, which was of course attended by Myself, My girlfriend Queen Jennifer, and a couple of our little pet toys. They had to be on their best behavior to impress Christena, who is a very dominant woman in Her own right.

We had a blast drinking and dancing all night, and I was able to show off how well I’ve trained My pet FrancyPrancy to mix delicious cocktails for Me. But I’d have to say what I enjoyed most that night was the pissing contest I had with Christena about how badly we’ve whipped all Our past and present boytoys to do whatever We want. End result - Christena certainly has a talent for getting what she wants, and she has to be commended for her creative punishments. But when it comes to flat out using and abusing every loser with a limp little dick and a fat wallet, no one can compete with Me.

As for the rest of My weekend - since you just HAVE to know more about Me - you’ll have to check out The Queen’s blog.

This reminds Me though - We don’t have our hot tub yet. Which one of you fat little piggies is going to give up all your cash so I can spend every night drinking shooters in a hot tub with My hot girlfriend?