dieforher.com recently wrote an article about yours truly for their website. I was a little skeptical at first because the geeky author approached me and started asking me about my favorite fictional femme fatal. Just to be difficult I told him Ursula from the little mermaid because she's fat and ugly and because I like octopi. Then in some kind of honry musing he told me how cool it would be if I dominated guys in an Ursula costume. I told him cosplay was gay. Anyway, to my surprise the article is actually a pretty good read... and not just because it's about me. Although that would make any article phenomenal.

http://dieforher.com/femmefatale/ceara-lynch01.html

x posted from stayfrostyu. Reposting in case he decides to delete it later.


For reasons, I totally agree with and that she may have other causes for not being thrilled about me writing about her clip, i'll keep everything vague. I'll also bury it under another post by tomorrow. This is really about blackmail itself and not the clip anyway.

I try to keep myself out of situations I can't control. Evidently, judging by the damage report on her blog, this clip was the real life version of the video in the movie "the ring." You watch it and you initiate a process that causes your demise. Plus I'm so bored with s/m these days, the cure is the ultimate mindfuck, watch a clip that may compel you to potentially destroy everything you have and will have.

I'll only mention details about the clip that she has already disclosed. I loaded up the email with many more toxic details than she asked for. Anything and everything that could id me and ruin my reputation and my family's reputation was typed into it. I did this because if I was going to get blackmailed I want the moment I sent it off to be as terror filled, panic stricken, subspace inducing,guilt ridden ect as possible. I wanted every emotion to peak to their full intensity at the moment I had an orgasm. You could not have a more awake moment than that. I also did it because an email that weighed down would be much less likely to be dispatched.

If I ordered a custom clip it would have been this. I have a blackmail fetish, a ceara fetish, an ass fetish, and I'm already accustom to letting her have her way. when she told me to press send,in the clip, my finger twitched hard, and there were a few seconds that the decision was made, I was going to send it and I could not care less what the consequences would be. Yet some part of me locked that finger until the need was manageable, and I could disengage.

I could look at this experience as an example of how vulnerable I am to sabotaging what I've spend my life building. However, I think this clip really taught me how indestructible I am. This was the perfect storm i was caught in. One moment, one rogue motor neuron, and poof life blown up. However, none of this is so serious. All it really would have meant is I fork over a $100 fail fee.

Why would anyone want to be blackmailed? One reason is the unparalleled rush I already described. Another is intimacy. I would imagine that once a domme blackmails you she is branded onto your life for a long time, maybe permanently. You are forever hers, even when she forgets about you.

When I was owned before, I think the reason I was bored was because it was a collaboration. i could talk shit anytime. i could back out anytime. Once you are blackmailed, your freedom is at her discretion, you have committed yourself to her, whether you like it or not.



How very vague!

For reasons, I totally agree with and that she may have other causes for not being thrilled about me writing about her clip, i'll keep everything vague. I'll also bury it under another post by tomorrow. This is really about blackmail itself and not the clip anyway.

I try to keep myself out of situations I can't control. Evidently, judging by the damage report on her blog, this clip was the real life version of the video in the movie "the ring." You watch it and you initiate a process that causes your demise. Plus I'm so bored with s/m these days, the cure is the ultimate mindfuck, watch a clip that may compel you to potentially destroy everything you have and will have.

I'll only mention details about the clip that she has already disclosed. I loaded up the email with many more toxic details than she asked for. Anything and everything that could id me and ruin my reputation and my family's reputation was typed into it. I did this because if I was going to get blackmailed I want the moment I sent it off to be as terror filled, panic stricken, subspace inducing,guilt ridden ect as possible. I wanted every emotion to peak to their full intensity at the moment I had an orgasm. You could not have a more awake moment than that. I also did it because an email that weighed down would be much less likely to be dispatched.

If I ordered a custom clip it would have been this. I have a blackmail fetish, a ceara fetish, an ass fetish, and I'm already accustom to letting her have her way. when she told me to press send,in the clip, my finger twitched hard, and there were a few seconds that the decision was made, I was going to send it and I could not care less what the consequences would be. Yet some part of me locked that finger until the need was manageable, and I could disengage.

I could look at this experience as an example of how vulnerable I am to sabotaging what I've spend my life building. However, I think this clip really taught me how indestructible I am. This was the perfect storm i was caught in. One moment, one rogue motor neuron, and poof life blown up. However, none of this is so serious. All it really would have meant is I fork over a $100 fail fee.

Why would anyone want to be blackmailed? One reason is the unparalleled rush I already described. Another is intimacy. I would imagine that once a domme blackmails you she is branded onto your life for a long time, maybe permanently. You are forever hers, even when she forgets about you.

When I was owned before, I think the reason I was bored was because it was a collaboration. i could talk shit anytime. i could back out anytime. Once you are blackmailed, your freedom is at her discretion, you have committed yourself to her, whether you like it or not.

I know you all spew in your pants living vicariously through the abuse I dole out to boys that aren't you because men are inherently pussies (not you, miles, you pass). So I'll go ahead and announce that candyass has shown promise in the past couple days, though I wont hold my breath. If all goes well, fingers crossed for you douche-bags, he'll be coming back to do some videos. Maybe after what, 3 years of getting very little attention from me, he's finally figured out his place.

Also, I should mention that I'll be moving sometime after the start of the new year and plan on setting up an area to attempt to do clips more often. I'll probably also be going out way less afterwards. Which reminds me, I lost my last camera so I'm going to need a new video camera if you boys want me to do clips. In the meantime, I'll consider any requests. Don't bother sending me anything too weird, I already think you're freakish enough and wont degrade myself by doing the idea.

My new laptop should be arriving tomorrow and I need to spend the next few days setting it up, moving things over from my old laptop, sorting things, etc. Fortunately, this also means Ill be going through all my pictures (and there are thousands just on the one laptop) that will likely be uploaded either to image sets, to my members area (I take membership payments through any of the listed methods on my site) or both. I give out way too many free pictures on my twitter and my photobucket right now. The latter of which most of you probably didn't even realize existed.

Speaking of twitter, I'm thinking I'll probably do some kind of public video when I reach 500 followers. It's still the best way to get updates from me even though you lucky bastards are actually getting some journal entries from me now. I can use twitter even if I'm out of the house, and I do have a very busy, social life because well, I have friends. I can't do that with journal entries. Well, I could, but I'm not going to sit down and spend an hour writing an entry when I'm out with friends. you're not that important as much as you may or may not try to convince yourselves that you are.

On that note, I have to go work on building some more muscle (easier to beat you when my arms are bigger than your tiny noodle arms) and then I'll likely get on webcam, maybe even this new free clips4sale cam for a bit. Cheers wimps.

http://princessceara.livejournal.com/74598.html

Hahaha, I got these two emails this morning. Looks like Timmy got himself into a little trouble. I like how he's still pretending I "hacked" into his computer even when talking directly to me.

<input ... ></input><input ... >there is something that is starting to really fucking annoy Me and I know I been on it today but damn damn damn you freaks can be dumb as boxes of nails. But there is for each of Us Princess, Goddess Domina alike only 24mutheffing hours in the day as you can see any of Us around here are at least doing well if not phnomeale the point is you freaks are gonna have to understand time management/.. I currently and having a slave well ex slave cause I don't play all that shit anyway this slave is a prime example of bad time management most likely the reson you little gym went under there yoo anyway the point is I am not you buddy and your pal man I don't have all day to work around your issues and or fantasies I don't care how long you dumb ass been around a car decreases in value the min it leaves the lot the only way to stablize that is to apply upgrades if you happen to down grade then your depriciation rate goes up I have no time to hold on to draining and assets they are then liablities if this is not a good enough resoning for a dismissal what really is in a Findoms life hehe


it's just weak and sad and while yes you all are losers at least don't be a damn waste of a human flesh it is simple and easy to say what is wanted and needed is is riduculously hard to guess I don't play guessing games and I am a far better at catching and stamping out silly lies...


the point of the story is there is a place open in the stable contact Me saintmarcsroyalty on yahoo to apply have wallets and ears open and ready bitches I am quick to ignore these days
later bitches