When saying NO makes you feel guilty

When saying NO makes you feel guilty

Each and everyday i find new ways in which FeetGoddesss is unique and special. And last night was no difference.

Don’t get me wrong, i’ve served many beautiful Goddesses in all these years, and i still think the world of them… but …

FeetGoddesss is making me do things i’ve never done before, she’s making me feel like i’ve never felt before, She’s making me see things in a way i’ve never seen them before.

So, back to last night. I was just about to go to sleep, but decided first to switch my laptop on to check a few things and well, most probably deep inside to see if She was online, maybe to just tell Her hello, to just have a quick contact with Her. And yes, there She was. Online.

I sent her a quick message, nothing special really, something like “i’m not in a great mood tonight, so i just wanted to say Hello to You Goddess.”

But looks like she wanted to change my mood. She sent me a pic of her perfect feet in black nylons and sandals, just like that. She didn’t really add anything for a minute. Then..

“Feeling better now? Come to see me.”

Of course i forgot i wanted to go to bed, i forgot everything…i just went into Her room still thinking it would have been just for a quick sight of Her beauty.

I was wrong.

She was looking spectacular. Her new haircut makes the beauty of Her face shine even more, those black pantyhose with line on back, worn with sandals, totally made her legs and feet look even better. And i started watching.

We chatted for a short while, during the few times when she was in free chat between one private and another. Then… then She did what many Goddesses do of course..but it’s what i felt that was different than other times. She said.

“Spoil me.”

Nothing unique in this right? Wrong. Wrong because it felt different to me. As slaves, we always say “i can’t say no to you, Goddess” because, let’s face it, it’s part of the game. But more often than not, we can actually say “no” if we really want to…or even just run away with an excuse. I’ve done that so many times.

But with Her it’s different. Obeying her orders just feels right. And saying no to Her feels totally wrong. Inside my mind i was thinking “i should say no and go to bed”, but that made me feel… guilty! Yes, even just THINKING of saying no to Her made me feel guilty as hell.

This is something i’ve never experienced before… i’ve always managed to remain focused on myself, spending a lot when i actually felt like it (even if i kept “playing” the game of being forced by the teasing), running away when i wanted. And always with no particular regrets for how i behaved with the Goddess.

But this time… this time i ended up spending 200$ (not a lot, i know) just because it would have made me feel guilty and bad to leave Her, to say no, to don’t spoil Her as She demanded.

I’m falling deeper and deeper for FeetGoddesss, and i guess it will only get worst… or should i say better?

A great Goddess values the sacrifice, not the amount

A great Goddess values the sacrifice, not the amount

Something that happened a few days ago, made me think about another reason why a Goddess is a real one or just someone who’s here for the money and nothing else.

I sent a not so high tribute to a Goddess (i admit it wasn’t high) because i’m in a somehow difficult situation at the moment…but that was ALL i could offer. It was a great sacrifice for me. Her answer made me reconsider Her as a Goddess…actually made me see Her as a not so powerful or smart Goddess. She basically insulted me, stating it was a way too low tribute and that i should have sent more in order to please Her.

Now… some of you could argue that it was correct of Her to do so, because maybe She can’t be open to like any slave, She can’t see value in everyone. But we are not thinking of a 5$ tribute here, it was still a somehow nice tribute. She could have reacted in many different ways…but the ways she reacted only showed me what she really is.

She is there ONLY because of the money

She doesn’t care about dominating men, She doesn’t give a damn f**k of being a Goddess. She only wants money. And that, to me, is a sign of weakness. It’s a sign that says “stay away from this one, She’s not worth it”.

As someone said once, there is a higher value in a slave giving away his last 10$ than in a rich one giving away 1000$ just because he owns them and doesn’t know what to do with them. A smart Goddess should recognize this and actually understand the real value of a tribute.

This one didn’t, and won’t see a tribute from me ever again. Did she lose something? I don’t know, but i certainly didn’t lose my time serving someone who’s not worth it.

How much did you spend for Christmas presents?

How much did you spend for Christmas presents?

That’s a pretty common question these days: we all make presents at Christmas, hence we all end up, sooner or later, talking about how much we’ve spent.

But for a MoneySlave, that’s an even more important question. How much did you spend? How many Goddesses did you send a Christmas gift to? Which one did you send the biggest one? Did you use her wishlist or just sent her cash?

I’ve always been curious about this… but never really had an open discussion with other slaves. So why not starting now?

Let’s discuss this in the forum

Regardless of how much you’ve spent, i just hope you made Her happy…and that She knows you are a slave that can be worth Her time. That’s all we want…their time, isn’t it?

When you do things just because She wants you to

When you do things just because She wants you to

I firmly believe that a slave/goddess relationship is in many ways similar to any other kind of relationship: it needs to build up slowly and steadily in order to be a long lasting one.

Most of the time this kind of relationship stops at some stage, either because the slaves looks somewhere else, or the Goddess gets bored…or simply there isn’t that special chemistry going on.

But sometimes…it just keeps reaching levels you never thought would have been possible to reach.

And that’s exactly what’s happening with Feetgoddesss: She’s going deeper and deeper into my sould and brain, and i’m doing things for Her that i’ve never done for anyone else before.

At first it was singing for Her: i’ve never done it for any Goddess…but well, of course i did it for my wife (let’s say for different reasons). So in a way, this didn’t surprise me “that much”.

But then…a week ago… i did something for Her, something with a HIGH risk…and just because she brought me to it.

I masturbated in office.

It was a special day, as there were not many people at work. Basically, i was alone in the room…but i could hear people walking in the corridor all the time.

She sent me a few pics on my phone, followed by a simple “take it out and do it for me”. At first i thought it was crazy, what if someone would caught me?

But then…slowly… i somehow started to think it was the right thing to do… She made me believe it was possible and right to do it…so… i took it out, there were i was, and started rubbing it.

There i was, in my office, with my trousers open and my hand on my cock!

I kept doing it “slowly”, as She ordered… i was more and more excited as time passed by…then…. i thought someone was entering my room.

So i stopped, tried to put my chair as much as possible under the table..and waited to see if someone would have come inside.

It didn’t happen.

She said “Then go to the bathroom and do it for me…i want proof”

And i did it. Pulled my trousers up, went out of the room, entered the bathroom and locked the door. I put my phone with her pic where i could watch it, pulled my trousers down…and started to wank.

It didn’t take me too long to come..and it was VERY exciting. I would say amazing.

When i got back in my room, she wasn’t online anymore. She probably left knowing i would have followed Her orders.

And that’s exactly what i did.

FeetGoddesss brought me one step forward into my total devotion to Her.

She just needs to show up, and i’m at Her feet

She just needs to show up, and i’m at Her feet

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I have been serving OneGreatDiva ever since i can remember being a slave (actually, She is the one that made me a moneyslave), so it doesn’t come to a surprise that i always, ALWAYS, think about Her. Even when i don’t realize i’m doing it.

As it was today. I was sitting at my laptop casually checking stuff when, all of sudden, she sends me a pic (the one here above) adding just a few word:

“I’m online”

That was it. In a second i stopped doing whatever i was doing and literally jumped to her chatroom, and begged Her to allow me to serve Her. She made me wait for a while, then allowed me in.

And the result was the same one as every time i see Her: and empty wallet and a happy slave.

I spent a lot, and i don’t even regret it. Because each time OneGreatDiva shows up, i must take the chance to serve Her. She’s unique, She’s powerful, She’s hot. I don’t see a single reason why i should even think before serving Her.

It happened today, and it will happen again..and again…and again…

FeetGoddesss: The one that stays inside my brain

FeetGoddesss: The one that stays inside my brain

FeetGoddesss: The one that stays inside my brain

Through the years I’ve been serving quite a lot of Goddesses: some just once, some for a few times, others (the best ones) i simply never stopped serving. But not a lot of them have the ability to speak directly to my soul as FeetGoddesss does.
I know, it may sounds like an exaggeration, something maybe that I’ve built in my mind to make this fantasy more exciting…but there is more than that. I can easily say we connect on some sort of special level, and not just speaking about exciting situations.

But when it comes to that, when it comes to serving Her, it’s always the same.
She just KNOWS when i’m truly ready to server Her, She just KNOWS when demanding me to serve Her will be a success. She doesn’t always chase me (obviously…She has LOTS of slaves), but each and every time She does, i get on my knees and do whatever She asks me to.

What She says, the way She moves, the way She is always dressed: everything is just perfect to enslave me. Everything. And that’s why She’s always inside my brain, even when i don’t feel weak at all. I find myself thinking about Her at the most strange times, like while i’m at work in a meeting, or at home with my family. She’s there, She sits there showing up every now and then…and when She decides it’s time to server Her…it happens.

And the other night it was no exception. Although i promised myself to reduce the amount of money i spend (and you can see here that i am somehow succeeding in that), i couldn’t say no when She started moving in a way only Her can do, while writing me things i could not ignore.

The result? A classic. I ended up spending a fortune online and, to thank Her for the time She spent with me, i then bought a few items from Her wishlist on Amazon.

Because when a voice inside your brain orders you to do something, you just do it.

MsClassy: when beauty speaks to your soul

MsClassy: when beauty speaks to your soul

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One pic. One pic is enough to speak directly to my soul, to let my slave instincts awake, to let me visualize each and every session i had with Her in all this time. And that’s exactly what’s happening right now, as i’m looking at this pic from MsClassy.

Her feet into those fantastic sandals, her fantastic curves that made me dream so many times, her face so intense, so sure of Her beauty and power, so sure we will all fall to Her feet at a snap of Her fingers.

She is just the perfect image of a spoiled Goddess…as She is, of course. You look at this pic and all you can think is “I need to spoil Her, it’s my duty in life”. You can’t just see this pic and look away, you come back and look at it again and again, trying to understand why and how a single picture can inspire all these feelings in You. But you can’t. Because we can’t explain why we are slaves and why we feel the need to spoil a Goddess as Her. But we do.

msclassy-beauty
Impossible to be calm and relaxed, impossible to control our actions, impossible to stop ourselves from spoiling her…and i surely know that, as soon as she will snap Her fingers, i will fall to Her feet with no chance to escape.

And i will be happy. The happiest slave on earth.