posted by Princess Megan on Feb 26
I cancelled the fetish picture contest because I didn’t get enough applicants. UGH. I have never been so disappointed with a group of people in my life. A lot of people said they were going to enter and then didn’t. It seriously pissed me off. If you are one of them, FUCK YOU.
Even without it though, I’ve had a pretty spectacular month. I’ve been shopping, shopping, shopping! I got a Playstation3 and a TON of games, a beautiful handmade pill box for my purse (because a girl like me has what I need, never doubt it), tons and tons of panties and bras, 3 new pairs of sneakers, 5 pairs of sunglasses and a new case for them and a bunch of other little random things for my place to make it even more fabulous than it already is.
My Amazon balance is LOW though! Time to replenish. Don’t you want to be part of that? Click HERE.
But here is a truly unique opportunity. I watched a tv show the other day on The Food Network that had my mouth watering! And no, I don’t normally shows about food, but I was somewhere where they were.
My point is that I saw these cookies and I HAVE TO HAVE THEM. Someone needs to buy me a gift card to this bakery. CLICK HERE I guess this place is gonna be on Oprah next month, so I need the gift cards ASAP so I don’t have to wait forever because they’re filling a million orders for Oprah viewers.
In other news…..I had someone pay the final installment in their buyout clause for the blackmail arrangement we had going though, so I have a spot for a new victim. Here’s an email I sent out last night…
You’re still thinking about the meeting you just left when you walk into your office and sit in your comfortable chair. Someone passes by your doorway and you look up, noticing a large, flat envelope on your desk that wasn’t there before. It must have been left while you were in the meeting. There are no labels and the only visible writing is your name in capital letters across the front.
You instinctively look back up at your door even though you know you didn’t pass anyone on your way in. You hadn’t really noticed anyone in the hall either.
It’s torn open before you even realize your intent and when you upend it and the contents spill out across your desk, you see pictures first. Lots of pictures.
There are pictures of you driving, eating, talking on the phone, visiting with co-workers, kissing your wife….and then more intimate scenes take the place of the more innocent ones. Images of you on your knees, sucking cock. Close up shots of you riding another one.
And finally, there’s a hand written note. It says, simply,
“I told you I wasn’t fuckin’ around. You’re MINE. You have 12 hrs. left to complete your assigned task or these pictures will be seen by people you really don’t want seeing them.
Princess Megan”
Until now, you’d never really understood phrases that talked about blood running cold or blood turning to ice in the veins. Now you did.
You could hear your heart beating painfully loud in your ears. You could feel the blood draining to your feet and chilling you.
You hadn’t thought she’d been serious. Until then, you’d believed that Megan was just playing a role, pretending to blackmail you because you’d wanted the fantasy. Now you knew better.
Now you knew what you had to do…..and that your life would never be the same.
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This is just a little teaser to get you thinking about what it would be like to be OWNED by me. To be completely controlled and used by me because I have PROOF that you’ve been doing, saying and thinking things that you’d never want anyone else in the world to know.
Think about what it would be like to be blackmailed by me. I’m young, adorable, powerful and scary as fuck when I’m blackmailing someone. It’s when I feel most alive. This is what I was born for.
I’m writing now because I have an opening for ONE new blackmail victim. I recently had someone pay the last installment of their buyout clause and even though I know he’ll be back eventually, I have time for someone new now.
That said, I’m VERY picky about who I will blackmail. You must be ready, willing and able to provide me with concrete proof of foul deeds done as well as verifiable contact information for someone important to you.
Phone calls WILL be required as well as an up front blackmail initiation fee of an amount to be discussed.
If you’re interested, email me with a five paragraph essay about why I should choose you, along with a first “offer” for initiation fee. I’ll let you know if it’s not enough. Hurry though, I won’t accept applications for long and if I see one that has potential, I will pick it.
Anyone not submitting both the 5 paragraph essay AND fee together will be disqualified.
Good luck. One of your lives is about to change forever.
