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#QFT: Dumb Domme Questions

July 22nd, 2017

On this overcast 4th of July …

July 4th, 2017

zen

 

Let America Be America Again

Langston Hughes

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed–
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.

(It never was America to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.

(There’s never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”)

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?

I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek–
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.

I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men! Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one’s own greed!

I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean–
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today–O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.

Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That’s made America the land it has become.
O, I’m the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home–
For I’m the one who left dark Ireland’s shore,
And Poland’s plain, and England’s grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa’s strand I came
To build a “homeland of the free.”

The free?

Who said the free? Not me?
Surely not me? The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we’ve dreamed
And all the songs we’ve sung
And all the hopes we’ve held
And all the flags we’ve hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay–
Except the dream that’s almost dead today.

O, let America be America again–
The land that never has been yet–
And yet must be–the land where every man is free.
The land that’s mine–the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME–
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose–
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!

O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath–
America will be!

Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain–
All, all the stretch of these great green states–
And make America again

………………………………………………………………………..

God Bless America.

She is ours and His. Never theirs and his.

xo, Angela

Do you want some souvenirs?

May 7th, 2017

Remember: there are consequences for bad behavior.

Sneaky Boys Must Be Punished

April 30th, 2017

phone sex sweetness

 

Note the not-so-subtle manipulation:

Dear Mistress Angela

Thank you for taking time to consider my plea.
I did disobey.
I ask and beg for your mercy and correction.
Correction need not be harsh to be effective.
I promise to do better every day.

Thank you for caging me. It is a privilege to be under your control. It is an honor that you take the time to make me do your bidding.

Please let me call again, and please do to me what brings you joy.

I am ever yours.

………….

Even though it’s already been three months, I’m thinking that cage might be on for the next year.

Of course, after I have him remove it so that I can implement proper correction procedures.

<evil grin>

 

#FeedbackFriday: Mean Girls

March 10th, 2017

So have you gotten up the nerve to call Goddesses Erika and Vickie (aka Mean Girls)? Why not? Little beta sissy-men need someone to boss them around and them in their place. And little beta sissy-men just love Erika and Vickie. You know you’re dying to have them gang up on you and tear you a new one.

So get your ass over to their NiteFlirt page and then …

Do it. Do it now. Call them, you little slut:

1-800-863-5478 ext: 10771493

In the meantime, here’s a few of their many FIVE STAR REVIEWS … to get your little weenie excited:

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Always love talking to these two. They give me just what I’m looking for, and have fun doing it. They’re clever, sweet, and vicious. What more could a fella want?

No need to call anyone else on NF. Great voices, fun, wicked laughs and imagination. They let u decide how raunchy (or safe you want the call to be). They are addictive, though…

Like a tsunami of humiliation that just keeps coming. The two best humiliatrixes on NF hands down. If you want to hear two hot girls laugh their asses off at you, call now!

The MEAN GIRLS ROCK ! The Beautiful Sexy Goddess Erika & The Beautiful Sexy Goddess Vicki have brought it to an art!

Another rather scintillating talk with two extraordinary women – a pleasure.

Oh how my head spins when they gang up on me. I was turned into such a little sissy. They especially took joy in giving me a head full of curls with pretty bows. Their laughter still echoes in my mind.

It’s an incredible skill they have to extract and exploit what they want from you.

Sexy. Clever. And FUN! Yes, they’re mean. Of course they’re mean. That’s why you’re here. But I had a great time talking to these ladies. Just fantastic.

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