Jan 29
I love you too …
Really. I do.
You’re one of My favorite boyfriends, real and imaginary.
And My recent dating experience has finally confirmed that I’ll end up with someone that’s about 60, give or take five years.
So let’s make her leave soon.
I don’t like her in My bed.
J’adore.
xx – Porsha Rajal
Jan 28
A whole bunch of presents and gifts arrived today for Me Me Me! I know I’m a spoiled brat, but you guys love that about Me. And you are deeply appreciative of the fact that I take your money and use it to smell great and look absolutely stunning! These are My priorities in life …
Jan 27
It’s hardly a secret that I love older men. They’re always My favorite companions, both in the vanilla world and the kingdom of kink. Not only are the generally better financed, but they just know how to be a good date. They’re, by and large, great conversationalists that have interesting things to say. And unlike their younger counterparts, they’re usually not trying to prove anything to the world. Of course, I have plenty of young bucks in My stable. Error is actually slightly younger than Me. But old men always have a special place in My heart. And today, I got the most adorable love letter from My new favorite …
Jan 27
Most of you know I have many, many findom boyfriends. And I absolutely love you all. You are My wonderful, precious, little, adoring boyfriends. (And as of late, I’ve received quite a few new very promising applicants!) Of course, I love you all and I promise that …
Jan 26
Sometimes I have to be a Cruel Bitch … because that’s what you need or that’s what you deserve. But as the world of financial domination goes, you’re fortunate if you have the resources to take a real, personal journey with Me. There are scores that are unable to finance their own journey with Me and embark upon the ultimate financial domination experience. I don’t feel sorry for them. It’s not My fault that they’re broke. It’s also not My fault that, instead of waiting for the woman they truly want to spend $5,000 on, that they threw $5 gift cards at a thousand trailer park barbies that passed by begging for a charity tribute. But I digress …
Jan 25
I love homewrecking and humiliating your wife. It’s entirely too easy to make that stupid, boring hag look like the very last thing you’d ever want to fuck. For Christ sake, most of you are even embarrassed to take that dumb bitch around your family. And I won’t even get into how humiliating professional functions and office parties are with that tubby, chubby, plain jane standing next to you. It’s enough to make you wish you lived in one of those shitholes where women are forced to cover themselves from head-to-toe. At least that way you wouldn’t have to feel like a total failure because everyone can see that you married a total cow. But I always find the best way to demonstrate that you wife is a sad, boring hag …
Jan 23
There’s nothing I love better than getting you guys wasted with forced intox and playing fun games to get you gambling your asses off! I always have personally defined financial domination as sex gambling! And you boys know I’m a loyal Spurs fan and I start seriously paying attention to the NBA after the start of the new year. Now normally, I am opposed to sports gambling and bets with regard to the Spurs because I feel like it sullies the pure nature of My team. (I also don’t typically bet on basketball during the regular season for a variety of reasons that I won’t go into here.) But, one of My favorite Aussie poppers sluts messaged Me on Niteflirt with a gambling and forced intox proposition …
Jan 23
I know I promised My pets that I’d catalog the best of My Twitter Feed a while back when I posted here. But I got so busy taking your money with My Evil Mistress hijinks that I forgot to do anything other than shop. Not to worry, I still fully intend to catalog the best of My Twitter Findom and Forced Intox Fuckery on the best fetish blog around. I love My little home here at thebaconfactory.com. I like to think of it as a My online book about Me. So naturally, I love it.
What I do NOT love, however, is Wal-Mart. I fucking hate Wal-Mart. Now I know that most of these busted-barbie, online findom skanks think of Wal-Mart as a mecca where they can stockpile vile, cheap drugstore makeup and buy the latest lead-laden toys for their 4 already-below-average kids at prices that allow them to keep up with the double-wide payments. But I fucking hate Wal-Mart. It’s a giant box that consumes the losers of the world. So obviously I stay far, far away. But on New Year’s Eve, I was forced to go into the belly of the best …
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