Accepting Applications

I don't even know how to begin this post!

I am so unhappy with everything. I'm not sure if this is sheer moodiness or what, but I am not pleased. I am not pleased with anything.

I don't know, I just felt I should at least update this a bit more often than I have been.

Anyway, I am accepting applications for new toys to serve me. Above you'll see "Financial Slavery," click that and make sure to follow the instructions carefully. It'll do you well to read them thoroughly.

Or, if you're a little drive-by sluts like I know a good amount of you are, you can always simple tribute me. That's above as well.

I think in a bit I'll either do a photoshoot or make a video of me tending to my nails and feet. Perhaps.

My Little Hiatus

As you can tell, I've haven't been posting here in a little while. That's because I went on a hiatus.

I was having such a headache dealing with moving, and other various things that I decided to just take some time to myself.

And my, what a lovely time off it was.

I managed to find a boy who loved feet to come and visit, and spoil me some with shopping and $500 cold cash. I had quite a fun time with all of that.

Among the many things I bought, I got these too!

Aren't these lovely? Of course they're going to be a bit taller (each stack is going to be 6 cm), but I've been hunting these for the longest and now I'll have them, thanks to the lovely boy. They weren't cheap, either! $240 including shipping and the taller platform. Ugh, I love that little foot-bitch.

As a reward for his lovely behavior and willing nature, I gave him a pair of my dirty socks, for free. And he enjoyed them greatly.

Now, which new boy shall be my new plaything and personal ATM? I'm roaring to go and have some new boys at my disposal... Especially since my birthday passed and I barely got anything.

So, little bitches, go to the Tribute page, and send me a nice Amazon giftcard, or something from Giftrocket. You know where to send it: empress.siren@gmail.com

Make sure to also follow me on Twitter, and watch for a new video soon on YouTube, I might show off some of the tributes I've received.

Anyway, you have your orders now. Don't disappoint me, little pig.

A New Video!

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TalkSugar Now Available

I got a TalkSugar set up for myself now, yay!

Now I can be able to fully degrade you pigs on the go as well as in the comfort of my own home.

The button to call me will be placed somewhere on the site where you can get to it...

So give me a call pig. Make me happy.

Fun to be Had with Teamviewer

Lately I've discovered the full potential of what Teamviewer can do. After having my time wasted, twice, I was a bit reluctant on trying again, especially since my time is precious...

But there was one boy who actually wanted to have his computer raped thoroughly. And my, what fun it was.

I disabled his mouse and keyboard, made him watch gay porn and jerk off to it, changed his background to a white little twink servicing two big black cocks, and dug through his email. Not to mention, I also helped myself to a $75 Amazon giftcard. Oh, and forced him to make a sign in my honor, proclaiming how much of a good bitch he is for me.

I had a thrill on Teamviewer with this one boy. And so, I may develop a Teamviewer contract to be bought if other boys would like to submit their computers, wallets and lives to me. Being techno-savvy as I am, the torment will only become more and more prominent as I install programs without your knowledge, view your activity online and even force payment!

Yes, Teamviewer is going to be my very very best friend... That and your cash you'll give me.

In other news, I've made my first audio blog. It's something that I needed to do, since so many little stupid fuckpigs cannot read unfortunately! So, you get the pleasure of hearing my deeply alluring voice, lull you into opening your wallets.

The audio post can be found here.

I've also received some very much appreciated publicity by SpoiledFemdoms. Thank you very much, Ladies.

My stupid pig stevo currently has the pleasure of writing an 5 paragraph essay on why he enjoys having me as a Goddess. Yes, I am vain, but I deserve to be. The assignment is due tomorrow, and if he doesn't do it in time, he will be taxed. He also has to give a gift tribute on Thursday. I've put in many new laws for his stupid bitchass to follow. Something to keep me entertained.

I think that's all for now. I was supposed to be picked up by one of my RT subs for dinner, but he's nowhere to be seen... That's a hefty punishment he's risking.

I think I'll just lay back in my bed, and watch for the giftcards to pour in...

Flicking Switches: A Look on the Other End

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Now with Twitter

To reach the many piggies all over the world, I've made a Twitter. So now you can follow my everyday reign as if you were right underneath my very shoes.

Follow me, boy... @EmpressSiren

And, don't forget to give a tribute of course. Amazon giftcards make me especially happy. Send to empress.siren@gmail.com

Humiliation, Degradation, Sissification

Such  fun things, wouldn't you agree?

I have this one boy who's pathetic, very very pathetic. He worships me, prays to me, he cannot live without me. His life is in my hands and I enjoy it so thoroughly.

So, as a small gift for being the pathetic little good piggie that is he, I allowed him a little bit of play for the night.

He turned on his cam, and there he sat with the little dope look on his face. I told him to pray to me. Without a moment's passing he dropped to his knees, hands clasped. "Amen," he uttered before getting back up.

I mentioned about making him get a dildo to suck for my entertainment, and luckily enough for me, he already had one. It was bigger than his little shrimp dick despite it being small itself, so I thought it would be easy for him to take into his mouth... Although it would have been nice to watch him gag too.

Once I was satisfied with him sucking and licking the dildo, I told him to get himself off. I watched as he took out his insignificant prick and stroked and pulled it to succession. I told him to cum into his hand, and then show it to me like the good little dumb fuck he is. And then told him to eat it.

I enjoy forcing boys to swallow their own load. You see so much porn nowadays with men forcing it down an unawakened Goddess' throat... I'm repaying the favor with my reign.

Like a good little pig, he swallowed it whole, showed his tongue to me and smiled. "Good boy," I told him.

And with that, he prayed to me once more, and I dismissed him. Oh, and forced my tribute of $125. He whined and bitched about how he could only give $55 because of his car, but I don't know when that became my problem... I wanted what I expected to get. And that is what I got.

Oh, not to mention, his ex-wife threw her panties at him, and I made him wear them for me, haha!

I like doing this, a lot. I definitely want more pigs to do this too... They lose their dignity, manhood and money dealing with me. And I get it all. Such a feeling is quite lovely.

Now, if you're a little piggie reading this blog, and are too scared to have your little curly tail plucked from your body, you can go to the Tribute page and give me a well-deserved giftcard. But if you're a very loyal, submissive pig, looking for someone to threaten turning you into bacon, you've come to the right place. You know the way.

Come and join the others under my reign, pig. You'll never want to leave.

Romance for Dommes

I had an idle thought pop into my head today while I was talking with a few Domme friends, so I asked: "If you have a boyfriend, are they your equal or are they beneath you?"

How is it like for a Domme to date in the world?

Well, for me it's pretty simple. If I'm dating something that isn't aware of the kinky insights that a few of us have, I'll let them lead, until I figure out one thing: if their will is stronger than mine.

If it isn't, that's when I take over. I make decisions, I decide what we're gonna do when we do it, how we'll interact with each other.

If he's my equal, we work together. And I haven't had a relationship in where I was the one taking orders instead of giving them.

And, as for the boys who are in tune with the kinky insights we have, I generally make them subs. Haha! I will not have a Dominant male get over me. No chance in frost-bitten Hell.

For regular boys, I act innocent and sweet. I like to keep my kinks behind closed doors with those that can be trusted. Sex is a very personal thing.

Nonetheless, I just wanted to share a little insight on that I suppose. For me, there's either a regular, sweet relationship, or a dark, carnal one with me in control.

No gray area between it.

A Treat

So, after doing some thinking and planning last night, I do believe I am going to make my way to Ohio in March/April.

I'm going for school, of course. Finally to start my dream of being a fashion designer.

But to make such a move, I'll need money. Yes, I need cold, hard, green cash. Money.

So. I offer you pigs a treat. Perhaps one you cannot refuse, since it's a good one indeed.

Round apple bottom ass not included.

I've had this pair for good occasion only, when I KNOW I was going to be fucked in them, or at least teased for a good amount. And so, they're full of my divine nectar.

They're also sheer, as you can tell. And they're $60. $60 of your hard-earned cash for panties that I've been played with in. This is the closest you'll ever get to this Goddess, little pigs, I do suggest you buy this as soon as possible, before someone else does.

Because once they're gone, that's it. They're gone. 

You can purchase them here and while you're at it, go to my Tribute page and give me an Amazon giftcard. I want to buy some essentials before I leave, like a vibrator.

Of course, cash is always accepted. MoneyPak and Payoneer are highly preferred.

So, give me my money, pigs. I want it right now. Don't even hesitate. Grab my attention by giving to me.

It's not that hard to do.

Greed Is My Middle Name

EDIT: Oh! I did get some new stockings as well. Might give you a peek at those too.

I cannot say I'm pleased with the amount that I have been getting lately. Sure, a bunch of Amazon giftcards are nice for things that I want, but what about cold, hard cash?

I'm going to be updating my Tribute page for those who want to simply tribute and go. I call them drive-by sluts.

While I'd rather prefer you to fill an application and be my little paypig that I suck cash from every week, I'll be content with a tribute as well.

Anyway. I'm tired of flakes as well.

There is a slut by the name of amsslv on CollarMe who approaches Dommes, saying for them to log into his Victoria's Secret account and buy whatever. I've done this. When I complained to him about them not sending my order because he's not from the US (he's from Netherlands), he barely said anything. I haven't been in contact with him for a few days now. He replied on the 12th saying that they're sending the items to the address I gave, and then changed his password to his VS account, so I can't see if the order is reinstated. I also told me to send another confirmation of this, to which he hasn't.

Not to mention another Domme on FinDoms.com has said the same thing. I'm not sure if he's playing games with just me or both of us, but I do not appreciate it... Especially since he is under contract with me.

I will work this out.

Either way, I had a very fine weekend. I spent some time with another sub. I'm considering the name baldy as he has no hair. And I think it's cute.

baldy came and picked me up, and brought me back to his place to which he let me control his living room, watched what I wanted to, even save me some programs on his DVR, and made me a lovely dinner: chicken and pasta with a bit of basil and cheese. It was quite good, it just needed some salt and pepper to spice it up more. I'll have to show him how to season chicken.

Nonetheless, after that, he presented me with the crop and bondage tape he bought for me. I was delighted. I went and changed into more "appropriate" attire, and forced him onto the floor, naked, stepped on him, beat him and other fun things, including walking him like a dog. I made him lick my shoes clean as I enjoy some more TV, and he massaged my feet and calves. And used him as a footrest.

The red marks are from me digging my heel into him. To feel him squirm was lovely.

He also took some pictures of me in my nice little outfit and of my feet. I might sell those perhaps...

We had some nice aftercare when we were done, and talked. Then he returned me home. Twas a good night indeed.

But, despite that I am not happy. I want more money. I'm a bit frustrated at the fact that so many of the subs I run into are owned. Maybe it's the area I'm in... No matter. I might move in March anyhow.

To the little paypiggies out there, with your hands tightly clasped around your wallet, hand it to me and give me your free will. You don't need either one. And they will make me smile widely with pleasure. Don't you want that?

Don't you want me happy, little pig? Then give in.

Give in...

A Favorite Found and Games to Play

I think I may have one. Considering that I haven't heard from pup, and that Victoria's Secret canceled the order I made because it's international (and pup has yet to be heard from or resolved it), he's fallen out of favor with me. I have his number... I should call and harass him. "Where's my gifts, pup? Shall I put your information out there for people to have? Or are you gonna pay?"

Nonetheless, I think I may have a new favorite. His name is aaron, but I think I'll rename him pet.

pet is a pathetic but still adorable boy who is like a lost puppy with his tail between his legs. He'll do anything for me if I even mentioned it idly, and he strives to make me happy. Now, while pet isn't a finslave, he's quickly becoming one.

This evening, I was hungry. There was nothing in the house, and I didn't feel like making anything. I texted pet and told him to come and get me to take me somewhere for a meal. Despite him having work at 6 AM (and it was about 12 or 1 when I beckoned), he came anyway.

I don't drive because I like being chauffeured and what better way than to do it in a huge 4-wheeler? I have to HOP into the damn thing to get into the passenger seat (to which he'll say, "may I help you into your seat, Ma'am?").

So, we drive to the nearest Denny's which takes about 30 minutes for whoever knows why. The whole time I'm thinking, "What could I do to make this interesting..."

A game hatched in my head. We arrived and I asked him if he had a phone with a camera on it. He said yes.

"When we get in," I said, idly picking at my nails, "We'll sit for a bit, and then I want you to go into the bathroom and beat off. If the toilet seats are black, cum onto them and take a picture. If they're not black, cum into your hand and take a picture."

I looked up to give him a sharp glare, delighting in the look on his face. I know pet is a shy boy, so I wanted a task that he would have a challenge with.

We got in, sat, a lady (who reminded me of Vanellope von Schweets from Wreck-It Ralph) took our order (he had nothing while I had eggs, turkey bacon, sausage and pancakes to myself), and we sat as I made idly conversation and listened to the obnoxious group of friends in front of us speak loudly.

I watch him adore me with his eyes. Pathetic. My pet is such a lovesick little dog for a Goddess who only has him as a stool to stand on. And yet, the adoration is so strong. This is what Dommes want, boys. Take note.

After a while, I glare at him sharply, "Shouldn't you be doing something?" He jumps, scared. I grin inside. "Go."

He gets up and asks the waitress where the bathroom is.

I enjoy my meal (he paid for it) when it comes, part by part taking in the sausage, the eggs, the turkey bacon (which was the worst turkey bacon I ever had, mind you), and then indulging in the pumpkin pancakes. pet had told me earlier that he loves pumpkin, so I thought it would be nice to enjoy them before he could even see them.

About 10 or minutes after, I get impatient. I text him, "You have 5 minutes. In 5, come out whether you're done or not." If he didn't finish, I was planning to piss on his face tomorrow for not completing the task.

But, in the last minute, he emerged, flushed and smiling, "I did it." And provided his proof.

Probably should have told him to eat it.

We have plans tomorrow if all goes well. He will take me shopping for a new harness for my dildo, and then get a hotel room where I can test it out on him.

Tomorrow sounds like fun. And so, I'll probably get some rest now. I need my energy, of course.

First Gift of Many More

Guess what I got in the mail today?

My smile is important to you, right? Then tribute more.

 Yes, the picture is upside down and it's because I don't care to turn it right side up.

My stupid, but thoughtful slave sambo had purchased this for me off of my Amazon wishlist (as you should as well, that's an order, not a suggestion.), and I love it. It's a very quirky design, contradictory to itself. It says "Be Fucking *Polite."

There's nothing more disgraceful than a paypig slave who doesn't respect and listen to his Domme. I wear this as a reminder.

With the GCs I've acquired in the last few days, I also got a few more things, one of them being this lovely set of blue thigh high stockings.

Worship these legs, losers.

They're soft and comfy, and will be perfect for the many outfits I can coordinate. Thank you, little paysluts. You've managed to make me happy for the small meanwhile.

That doesn't mean I'm satisfied though. You need to tribute more  and become my slave to keep this smile on my face, because it fades, and quickly. My happiness is fleeting and it can only be brought about with money and gifts. Prove your worth, if you've any, and tribute.

Here's a special little teaser picture of what you can see when you give lots. Both of the gifts together make a very lovely combination, don't you agree? Of course you do. Especially with the peek of my thongs there, tempting you.

What are you waiting for? Give in already.

Obedience (And Shopping) Makes Me Smile

I'm only a few days into Financial Domination, and already I have slaves who are totally committed to me.

sambo is a good little slave for his Goddess. He does exactly as I say, as I tell him to do, and for it he gets rewarded with a little camera time of his favorite Empress. Granted, all I do is ignore him and vaguely, if even, answer his questions, but he crave it nonetheless. I need more pigs like him.

And he bought me a gift off of my wishlist, and next week he's going to give me cold hard cash. I finished the application for financial slavery, I'll force him to do it so I can make a contract for him to give me more money.

I have another paypig, named mike. He's due to give me all of what's in his bank account this Saturday, and take me shopping on his credit card. As a reward, he'll take me to a very nice hotel, where I'll get him on his knees, play some watersports and Queen his face and have him say "thank you Goddess."

But this new one, my first contract slave ever, pup, this one is definitely a keeper.

He contacted me asking for immediate ownership and he offered to let me log into his Victoria's Secret account to buy things. I couldn't resist.

I honestly usually hate Victoria's Secret, but they had so much cute stuff on the site. Besides, I wasn't buying it, why should I care?

I bought two bras, a beautiful ombre maxi dress, a pink leather bracelet with a gold set of wings, stiletto booties, and a cowl tunic dress. The grand total came up to about $513.42, and yes, I did order that with one day express shipping. The best for the Goddess, as soon as humanly possible.

It's obvious why pup is my favorite payslut, isn't it? I went on Skype with him as soon as I sent the order, and he forwarded it to my email. I asked, "Did you like giving your first tribute to your Goddess?"

He said, "Yes, of course I did." =)

Take note, all you other losers. This is how you earn my favor.

Anyway, it's high time for me to get my rest now. With my new weekly tribute of $200 from pup, I'll be very comfortable for a while.

But more is ALWAYS better... This will never be enough by itself.

Here, Piggy Piggy Piggy...

Now that I have completely decked out my new blog, I can accept more piggies to shower me in their hard-earned cash and gifts, and watch me do so.

Today, I met with a slave who begged me to meet with him yesterday. He took me for coffee and paid for the entire thing. I bought a huge frappe and a few sandwiches, and it came up to about $30, none of which came out of my pocketbook, hah!

I told him he couldn't get a thing, and he sure as hell didn't. We sat in the coffee place, and he watched as I dined on his dime, and didn't offer him not one bit. The look in his eyes was just pitiful, but amazing to me to see. All in public too!

Ah, I really want to humiliate and control more little paysluts. It's fun when there's a webcam involved.

Now, if only more no-life losers with cash to spend on me would fill out my application...

Well? What in the fuck are you waiting for? Go do it, worthless.

I'm Going to Ruin You.

You came here for a reason. Because you couldn't resist me.

Because you had to know exactly what is it I want, what I desire, and to see if you could give it to me. Well, you can.

What I want is in your pocket. If you're so intrigued with me, why not pique my interest in you more with something that will make me smile? You want the promise of being special in my eyes, don't you?

You need to pay for that kind of attention. Otherwise, you're just another lonely, desperate loser looking for someway to make himself matter to something, someone.

I make each little dumbass feel special by giving them an affectionate nickname. Something to show that I claim you. But such attention is only given to the most deserving...

You want me to smile for you? Open your pocket to me, and I'll open my heart... Perhaps.