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Originally Posted by micky_blues
Hi bros,
I am pleased to inform that our beloved Mistress, Goddess Xenia has decided to come back to train us. She has been on a hiatus for the past 2 yrs as she was overseas. Due to Covid restriction, she can’t come back to Sillypore.
With the opening up, she has decided to relocate back. Pse take note her schedule is very busy as she has many slaves overseas.
You may contact her via Wechat directly. Her WeChat ID GoddessXenia
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Okay! I'm done with the usual brainless dickheads!
And I have some important announcement to do...
I'm sorry that I have to log on here in the same way I left 2.5 years ago. I thought this episode will not happen again and I was wrong. I wasn't in any mood to login to read nonsense until few of my subs texted me to take it easy, then I decided to login to see for myself. This defamation, slandering and occupation racism should be stopped right away because it has escalated to my kids. I would say this is really my last draw, I will protect my kids even if it means I'll have a commit a murderous crime. This is my duties as a mother since the day I decided to bear children and there is no stopping me regardless of what measures...
Anyway my purpose for this Post is to share a very scary yet honest facts about being a dominatrix. Which at the same time seek out those subs/slaves whom has walked this hellish journey with me during the past 2.5 years.
1st of all, I would like to apologize to my subs/slaves for my irrational behavior during these years. I was not well and couldn't think straight at times.
I had no one and was in solitary confinement thru out the years. Making mistakes, soul searching and doubting myself in a vicious cycles that repeating itself day in day out...
Honestly, I didn't mean to but couldn't fight myself. My mental health is getting from bad to worst and I was caught in HELL for a very long time. I repeatedly committed suicide but was not successful till last Xmas when I slashed my wrist. At the moment, I was not a dominatrix, I am a lifeless woman and a lone warrior fighting daily stuffs and fighting my brain. That night I thought I finally end this miserable and pathetic life when I saw a pool of blood on the floor. Sadly, I woke up the next day with a huge open wound and I choose not to clean it because I wanted it to be infected so that I could die of infectious complications. Then I started having fever and vomiting which I called my neighbor for help thanks to this sub who keeps texting me and telling me to go hospital. He said he will go thru this awful situation with me and he sent me couple of hundreds for my medical fees. So, my neighbor called the condo manager and the neighborhood police post and my house is crowded with police officers, condo security officers. They sent me to the clinic because I refused to go to hospital. By the time I reached the clinic, it was midnight and my wound is turning black. The doctors couldn't stitch me up because my wound is already infected and stitching up will make me bleed again. I went back to the clinic the next day to be stitch by the senior doctor who is also a phycologist. He diagnosed me as Atypical Psychosis. I thought I was in depression or worse scenario is bipolar disorder, never expected myself to be so close to Schizophrenia.
I was in a daze and I thought of killing myself again because I am really really mad. The sub keeps texting me, encouraging me and voice called me. He cried on the phone begging me to be strong. With his help, I walked thru it. Somehow, I got crazy again and plunged into emo state which I deleted everyone on my WeChat including this sub who helped me with bills, food and medical fees for 2 months...
There was this time my Cat fell to his death 3 storey down. By the time I get to him, he was bleeding from the nose and mouth. I carry him up and ran back home then I realized I don't have money to bring my cat to the vet. I sat on the sofa, carrying my cat with his blood pouring into me, screaming and crying out loud. Then I texted 1 sub who we have never met and told him what happened. He sent me a few hundreds so that I can bring my cat to the vet. Sadly my cat died after leaving him for observation before surgery. I went back to the clinic to take him home. I cleaned him myself and wrapped him with my t-shirt. I sat next to him from day to dawn blaming myself. The next day, my KL sub text me and knows what happened, he sent me RM500 to eat some good food. Then another KL sub sent me RM200 to go drown my sadness in alcohol. So I bought a huge flower pot and buried my cat in my balcony, he is still lying in the flower pot in my balcony currently...
The KL sub who sent me RM500 has sent me RM3000 and RM2000 on Hari Raya and CNY. He wanted me to be happy on these festive season... And there were my birthdays with subs/slaves giving me Ang Bao to buy gifts or good meals...
Many times, I was out of food, couldn't pay my rent and was served eviction notice from my landlord, my KL and SG subs/slaves will send me money for survival. So u think I will get better and happier? Nope! I became self destructive because I hated myself for being so helpless and hopeless to the point of no return....
Secondly, I am here to THANK all my subs/slaves from KL, SG and Australia to send me money for survival during the darkest moments of my life. Unfortunately In a fit of anger, I deleted everyone and isolated myself from the world. Come to think of it, I am very lucky. Those I have seen for sessions and those I have not met, they helped pay my rent, my food and gave me hopes and constantly encouraging me to live on.....
So the scary and honest facts is that my subs/slaves contributed to my living by paying for everything. Strange but it's true! I didn't know my job as a dominatrix can help me survived 2.5 years without work nor income. I seriously don't know what kind of jobs will have these benefits of ppl taking turns to pay my bills and put food on my table???
Lastly, I wanna THANK a very special slave who spent thousands to get me back to SG. It wasn't an easy decision and definitely complicated process to bring me home. He never gave up on me despite my nastiness. He promised to bring me home and he goes all his way out to do it...
I am really really thankful to those subs/slaves and I couldn't contact u guys because I already deleted the contact. Pls contact me when u read this Post, it is a tributes to all of u. And I wanna repay your kindness, your encouragement and your generosity that kept me alive...
I lived a strange and colorful life. Definitely no regrets nor ashamed being a dominatrix because if I wasn't a dominatrix, I would have die and rot alone in the house 2 years ago.
I will be awaiting your text and I hope to meet all of u who has been a big part of my hellish life. Once again, a big heartfelt Thank U to all of u. No words can ever express my gratitude towards u....
Pls contact me...������
PS - I'm writing this long post because I want everyone to know that subs/slaves/Sissy saved my life. This is my best job ever and no fucking regrets nor ashamed! For those brainless dickheads, start learning humanity and stop your occupation discrimination! U called me names, insulted my profession and insisted that I am lousy at my work as dominatrix. Are u seriously sick in your brain or u have one to begin with? If I ain't a lousy dominatrix then I must be a superb con artist to make so many ppl helped me right? That's is how low u are despite your assuming high education! For what I've been thru with my subs/slaves/Sissy the past years, u are nothing compared to them! U are just a lowlife creature feeding on others misery!!! Not fit to call yourself a human being!!!