All are created equal? Really?? If so, thank goodness that absurdity has a delightful way of straightening itself out! Wealth, beauty, power and privilege belong in the hands of those capable of exploiting it. Every lower form exists simply for Her

All are created equal? Really?? If so, thank goodness that absurdity has a delightful way of straightening itself out! Wealth, beauty, power and privilege belong in the hands of those capable of exploiting it. Every lower form exists simply for Her

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&Amp;Ldquo;What Do You Mean&Amp;Hellip;They Have To Be Released To Go To School?? So They Can Grow Up To Be Productive And Outstanding Citizens??? The Scum Work In My Factory You Idiot! They Live There And They&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Die There! And Hopefully Not Before

Bad Enough I Have To See Them And Their Disgusting, Filthy Little Spawn Littering The Curbs Outside My Favorite Hotel. But When They Dare Speak To Me. Or Worse&Amp;Hellip;Reach Out And Try To Touch Me?? Begging For Handouts?? If They&Amp;Rsquo;Re Not Going To

Go On. I&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Give You Sixty Seconds To Convince Me To Be A Vegan. Kneel Here And Give It Your Best Shot. But If I&Amp;Rsquo;M Not Convinced&Amp;Hellip;I&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Take Sixty Seconds &Amp;Lsquo;Explaining&Amp;Rsquo; Why You Never Kneel In Front Of A Girl Wearing

Countess Demereaux Enjoyed A Longstanding Tradition At Her Estate. Every Christmas She Would Have Her Vast Staff Of Servants And Their Children Assemble Around The Elaborately Decorated Tree. One By One, Each Servant Nervously Sent Their Child Forward.

The Beautiful Emmanuelle Seems Terribly Out Of Place In This Abandoned Warehouse. She Has Come To Watch A Dog Fight. She&Amp;Rsquo;S Been Hooked Since An Acquaintance Took Her To A Cockfight Earlier In The Year. &Amp;Ldquo;I&Amp;Rsquo;Ve Such A Bloodlust!&Amp;Rdquo;

Allenonwalkabout: “Hurry Up! Do Your Business So We Can Get Back To Your Beating!”

Wealth, Beauty, Power And Privilege Is Not Something To Be Sought&Amp;Hellip;Certainly Not &Amp;Lsquo;Attained&Amp;Rsquo; By The Likes Of You. It&Amp;Rsquo;S Held. Closely Guarded. Meticulously Handed Down Among The Elite From Generation To Generation. It&Amp;Rsquo;S In

No Maria!! You Cannot Have A Raise. You Cannot Have Half A Day Off Friday To Visit Your Dying Father. You Cannot Take One Of The Old Coats I&Amp;Rsquo;M Throwing Away! Now&Amp;Hellip;Kneel In The Pile Of Broken Glass On The Floor. Now&Amp;Hellip;Beg To Kiss My

Too Busy To Craft Any Juicy Prose So Here&Amp;Rsquo;S Some Pics Of Moi To Tide You Over.

Gotta Keep Those Floor Mats Like New!

Dont Worry Dears. I Know I Haven&Amp;Rsquo;T Been Very Prolific Of Late. But Have No Fear. The Decadence, Sadism And Cruelty Still Flow Through My Veins. The Wheels Are Turning.

Whether Black Or White, These Aren&Amp;Rsquo;T Simply Boots. They&Amp;Rsquo;Re Weaponry. Lovingly Designed For Maximum Destruction. Mmmmmm&Amp;Hellip;The Places These Take My Mind&Amp;Hellip;.

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