|Hey, losers. I'm a pampered and spoiled princess that loves to be worshiped and adored.
You will spoil me through gifts, tributes, mail and phone calls. You will be addicted and owned. Whenever you buy me a gift or send a tribute, you will beg for more.
I'm here to lighten your load in this stressful world. Translation: I'm here to lighten your balls, but *only* after I've lightened your bank account. That's right, fuckstain. The only care I have about you is my bottom line$$ in *my* bank account. You are a means to MY End. You are my tool to use in MY glorious life.
A pathetic grunt like you has no glorious life except when you remotely touch my life with your tributes. Call me now, grunt, and make my panties wet. Don't even think you'll be making my panties wet because of your voice, your sense of humor, or your (barf) personality. The only way you'll be making my panties wet is directly in proportion to how much money I drain from you, piggy. Say oink oink!
If you are a broke loser,then don't even bother calling me.Don't tell me that you want to be owned and blackmailed and only have a minute left on your account.
MY BLACKMAIL CONTRACT