Chronic Ruination-Femdom Phone Sex and Distance Domination

As most of My Niteflirt playthings know, I haven’t been on very much lately.

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MUAH,

Me

See if you can guess what it is…
Usually it’s white, sometimes brown or yellow, rarely black. It’s values are antique but not very valuable. It’s weak, empty, and the best kind usually comes up short….

I’m back in college this semester!!! Back in Atlanta and still waiting on this place to get interesting. You really have to either go out of town or out of your way to make things tolerably fab here. Now interesting…there’s a surplus of it!

I think the recession has pushed the trailer trash to finally attempt to seek higher ground. There’s too many people that have moved here from WeRcousinfuckers, USA and brought their Cousin Grandpa’s ass backward mentality along with the coon dogs. No matter where you go…there your memes are. You can’t escape what you’ve been bred to be. Now the gen. pop transplants are one thing. Campus is another.

No one can tell Me that the recession hasn’t already affected the university I attend and others to the point that they’re relaxing some of the admissions requirements. It may not be official, as in university policy official, but it’s being done. I took a year off and the the vibe is way more, to use a made up word, ethnosocioeconomically interesting.

I guess someone put down the Coors and the Xbox long enough to get that whole FAFSA thing figured out for Jr. because you can really see a change on campus. I don’t think it’s any strange coincidence that the college republicans are extra apparent this semester. I guess they’ve sniffed the air, and smelled the formaldehyde from the new NASCAR t-shirts in the air and realized the gold mine they have. An influx of easily influenced, baby birthers and jr. teabaggers in need of someone to tell them what to think.

Much like the higher ranking ones…they realize the bottom has fallen out of their party. The natural human response when you’re tapped out intelectually and feeling powerless is to come out swinging. Who is most likely to swing first and think later? Those who are not so ethnic but very socioeconomically interesting. For the rest of this entry we’ll just call them rednecks because, well, that’s what they are.

In the great republican tradition they’ve elected a token to their executive board. He’s like a younger, fatter, pimplier version of Bobby Jindal and he’s in one of my classes. He’s found some excuse every time I’m around him to say something to Me. I get a little bothered by stuff like that. It means that Glenn Beck’s delusions on how the world is could possibly have convinced him that Girls like Me have gone blind and looks don’t matter anymore.

I’m thinking I may need to give him a dose of something more closer to reality. But there’s a problem with that in My eyes. If I only did it to him, that would means he’s special and deserves individual attention. So I’ve got another idea.

I want all college republicans, current and former to try and get to know Me It’s going to be like my own version of socialized medicine.

I just got in…I’m bored…Lines are on…Enough said….

For now

Real entry coming soon…

I’d been having a lot of problems with My scraping by slut chrissy.  Whiny, passive-aggressive and  terrified of EVERYTHING!!    Things like that get old FAST! 

All I asked chrissy to do after I was told it couldn’t  make it  to he-r very first throat raping  was to make it right.   

My idea of making it right was to give its fertility-challenged wife something pretty to look at while they desperately fuck for the little blessing that clearly isn’t meant to be.  

The only thing I asked chrissy to do was to stop by a drugstore,  buy a nice shade of red nail polish, paint its toes, go home and shoot some more blanks!!!  For some reason that nearly gave it a heart attack.  

My favorite words out of its mouth during the call?  

I think I’m going to cry.

 

Awww….suck some dick like I want  instead of trying to repopulate the Earth and life is tear free!!

Here’s a little backstory on chrissy.   It started calling Me about a year and a half ago giving Me this sad little story about how it had been a strap-on bitch for various pro Dommes.  Now it  NEEDed to suck cock for a real bitchy, demanding Princess that would not take no for an answer.  Careful what u wish for…

I’m something altogether a little more complicated that just a bitchy, demanding “Princess”.  I think chrissy found that out the not-so hard way.  All I did was introduce the bitch to the difference between Priorities and responsbilities.   What do I get in return for such a huge life lesson?  This:

Princess Kara – i am writing to beg You to let me off the hook.  i obviously don’t have the stomach for this.  i can’t do any of the 3 things you asked, and i just can’t be exposed.  i have a full life with real responsibilities and am in the public eye.  i had no idea that this would be this intense and this nerve-racking.  i’m just not cut out for this level of submission.  Please Princess Please just let me go.  i promise i will not contact You ever again.  i’m begging You – i really really really can’t do this.   True and sincere, chrissy

That’s the email I  got in response to last week’s post.  I think the options I gave were more than fair .  

Anyway, I thought of about a hundred things I could do to someone who has the most delicious case of anxiety over EVERYTHING.  Then I realized I don’t even enjoy chrissy most of the time.

 I’ve only gotten mildly damp once with it.  It was during our last conversation when it was explaining all of it’s problems to Me.  I had it stretch it’s ass for Me to make sure that I couldn’t feel what that slut feels.  Then I had to break the news that because I can’t feel what it feels at all, then we must not be the same person and obviously I couldn’t care about its personal problems.  That was kind of hot…

Anyway, chrissy is out!!  Next!!

I’m at My best when I get what I want…

When I don’t?  Well…  let’s just say that My estranged mother would be very ashamed of the way I can be.

Speaking of shaming mothers…

chrissy, I do believe your daughter’s mother is about to experience untold amounts of shame along with you.  The full pic is going to get posted along with some other details….like your cell!!   It doesn’t have to happen though.  Lucky for you I’m a sweetheart and I’m going to give you SEVERAL options.  

1.) According to your life management agreement, your weekly expenses total $1395.  Ouch…that’s a lot for a broke bitch like yourself.   Something’s getting paid late…I’m taking at least half of that!!  Contact Me to figure out what I want.

2.) You can go drive around until you find a group of black guys,  go up to them.  In your most eloquent voice, ask them if your breath smells like cum.  Explain that you can’t go home fucking your wife with cumbreath.  I have to be on the phone to hear this one(mostly so I can contact emergency services in your area).

3.) Skip that wake that you have to go to, make a video singing this song…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uU4v_2q90g while painting your toenails.  I want a personal apology at the end.  Send it to Me

Those are your only options babes!!  

The blue is going to come off pretty soon.  I’m going to show that pretty face of yours, those gorgeous curls and the rest of that tacky shower curtain.  Cell phone number is going up too.   Plenty of pervs that would LOVE to call a fag that wears his wife’s panties so well, don’t you think?

I’m not in MY usual spot this weekend.   Soooo…what’s a slut like u to do?  WAIT!!  Niteflirt arranged calls and emails are going to have to wait until at least 3AM EST.  How do u get pushed to the front of the line?   Easy!!  Put yourself there…if you’re smart u know how !!

Anyway..

Update on the new slut search…

I’ve got one in mind for the scraping by cuck money slave…check out the comment it left on the previous entry.  This pussy boy has ALOT of back story….but before I give it to you…does he have any competition?!!   Please be in the U.S.,  I’m tired of having to explain why I don’t want any internationals.

and I’m not getting it!!!

Oh yeah, and Happy New Year.

Back to the subject.  I’m so not enchanted with what I’m surrounded with these days.  My friends here in N.O., are too slow…

There’s only so many times u can go out, and 3 out  of 4 in the group agree the night isn’t any good unless you’ve done I Kissed a Girl on karaoke.

The guy I’m dating is too soft…

He wants his own place(he should he’ 24!!) but he’s  too afraid to tell his current roommate that he doesn’t want to renew his lease  because he knows the other guy can’t afford to live alone.  This is the first time I’ve seen this shade of bitch on him, and I can tell you, it’s NOT  a good look!  Doesn’t matter, I’m moving in March anyway.  Next!!

rosie’s new sub-lite mentality is not working for Me; s-he’s officially out as of 5 min ago, I’ll tell it tomorrow during its commute time.  The bitch wants to try and be friends now and My forecast is that it’s going to turn into excuse after excuse not to do what s-he was born to do.   I’m sorry, but when I hear the words,

Please don’t be nice to Me

it doesn’t matter if it was almost 2 years ago when it was said…It was obviously a sincere need and, to Me, it’s one I still think is necessary.  All anyone has in life is their word, their name, and/or their balls…and rosie is more than a little short in the ball dept.  Word trumps wants!  Besides, as friends, u have to be friendly.  What are we going to do?  I guess s-he wants to hold hands, split tiramisu and talk about old times like…

Hey….you remember that time when you came to stay for Memorial Day weekend and *****  made u sleep in My room and I let u sleep in his dog’s old crate with some of My shoes as toys so you’d have My scent and wouldn’t feel so lonely?

Even my favorite stress reliever, Niteflirt is as entertaining. Very few of the sluts are doing it for Me!!

Except for maybe this faggot shampoo boy that’s “two-shades of could be fabulous if…”

AND

This former frat boy all grown up with a slut wife who’s going to get even sluttier thanks to Me!  Oh, and he’s going to get a black boyfriend that’s better than anything even I’ve ever had…I’m going to make sure of it.  he’s going to start buying better panties too.

The usual suspects:

• 30-something, living with Mom,  calling several times in a night from several accts, addicted to stuff they don’t even recognize as addictions  yet.  The type that blow their loads talking about sucking dick then  proceed to try to moonlight as the  morality police on Me for what I do to, mostly, consenting adults

• Couple of nano-dick Asians(surprise surprise!!) that blow their loads then magically turn into winners and achievers …anything but their reality of sticking 50 menus in your door in a weeks time and chanting to Buddha that it doesn’t get soft when they finally get enough tips to make a pilgrimage to their local BangCock Spa.

• Wannabe cuck husbands  that want to fluff but don’t know how to ask their wives…even though her extracurricular sex life is like a lullaby to Me.

• Socially retarded programmer types who have recently discovered the wonders  of a bump and beer and the delicious little world they can create when they have a credit card and a phone.

All I want are more people that are close to My level….that’s ALL!!  I’m getting rid of everything defective in 2009.

• I want 2 or 3 really cute, fun girly boys(26 and older) that want to work REALLY hard to stimulate Me. Thin, smooth skin, smart, fashion sense, or u must REALLY want to earn the training to get those things.

• ONE r0sie-replacement.  Must be 40 or over(Maybe a really exceptional 30ish slut) who appreciates discretion, no priors, no handicaps(the one between your legs is enough for Me)and no DSM-IV stuff.  The “encouragement” rosie required is optional..especially if u have the right mentality. Not sure what being he-r replacement entails?  Read the rest of the blog or email Me at Kara@phonefetishprincesskara.com for specifics.

• Chastity, Cuckold, and Humiliation Money Slaves- 3 only, over 35- I want one scraping by, one very comfortable, and one who thinks the fundamentals of this economy are strong(not because he’s an ignorant Bush-O-McCain-ophile either).  This is going to create a very interesting dynamic . u sluts will all know about each other, but you don’t have to know one another.  u will get ONE “Kara is going to treat Me like a person card” per week and u guys will have to compete for it.   Again discretion must be very important to you,  you must be able to submit to regular tease and denial sessions and other “things” on demand, must have an awesome slave mentality or something absolutely better.  Must not be white trash.

Soooo…. there it is.  That’s what I want.  If u fit the bill,   contact me.  Email, Niteflirt, whatever.

Get My attention?  Get My panties wet?  Get My wet panties?  Get My sweaty leggings after My Bikram Yoga Class?

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