What’s happening with Jessy Princess Bernini is surely something totally new to me…something i didn’t even think it could have been possible. The way She rapes my wallet is, more or less, the same as other did in the past (from her videochat, that is)…but there is more with Her. Most probably the first “special” thing about Her is, easily, the fact that she’s italian and actually lives in Florence…the same city i work in. That has to do a HUGE…
Ok this is starting to be a bit… awkward. I’m surely NOT used to so much attention… but if someone asks me to answer a few questions…why not? And so i did the same when Nick from Vice.com wrote me about an interview. It was published today, and you can read it here. What do i think of the whole article? Well… honestly…nothing original or too deep, but surely a way better article than the classic “you are all a bunch…
I know I am a foot fetishist, I know I get crazy by feet in nylons… but the way an arched foot drives me crazy is, I swear, almost unnatural. Last night I went in a room I’ve never been to before, as I do quite often recently, looking for new troubles, basically…and I found them. I spent more than an hour in that room, I nearly told her everything for her to be able to find my personal Facebook account,…
It has been a long time since I’ve posted something about Her, the one that started it all, the one that scared the hell out of me like no one else…One Great Diva. And not because I didn’t have sessions with Her, but because She didn’t want me to write about Her on this blog. I actually had to beg Her tonight to let me do this… but I couldn’t resist. It was one of the best sessions I’ve ever…
It has been a long time since I’ve posted something about Her, the one that started it all, the one that scared the hell out of me like no one else…One Great Diva. And not because i didn’t have sessions with Her, but because She didn’t want me to write about Her on this blog. I actually had to beg Her tonight to let me do this… but i couldn’t resist. It was one of the best sessions i’ve ever…
As you all probably know, I have a foot fetish (to be exact, feet in nylons). In my long (way long) time visiting different women on video chats, I’ve always looked for feet of course (and that’s also where my weakness starts). And if there is ONE woman that has the most beautiful and exciting feet I’ve ever seen, that’s MsSupreme. And, moreover, She perfectly knows how weak I can get…and how to abuse me financially using Her gorgeous beauty…
It happened quickly, with no warning or any sign that could lead me to think it could have happened. I was just out with my wife and She was dressed in the way i love: short tight dress, black pantyhose. She was stunning. I looked at her…. and suddenly i got “hit” by the thought: “do i really need anyone else in my life?” The thing is that, till i met Goddess Adriana, i’ve always been a slave for “fun”, or anyway…
And so it happened: a couple of weeks ago I was unfaithful to Goddess Adriana. It was one of those nights that I’m sure many slaves know very well: you are horny, you are in need of a session with Your Goddess, but she is not around. Add to that the fact that it was my last night before a vacation…so I knew it was the last night before a long period of abstinence. So I went to visit another…
The situation is getting out of control… anytime I see Goddess Adriana, all I want is to be there and never leave. Her perfect body, her killer outfits, her taste in nylons, her sexy moves…all of that just keep me there, in Her video, unable to go away and unable to be strong. I’m there, I’m Her slave, and I’m happy to be. And this is the result…here’s what happened on my last two video chats with Her. I’ve spent…
It happened again: Goddess Adriana maxed out my credit card. And this time She did it wearing some fantastic tan stockings. She was looking magnificent as always…with that short black dress, black high heel sandals and those stockings…those tan stockings with black on top… looking so soft…so perfect…so classy. I was there just mesmerized by the look of Her toes inside those nylons, by Her legs crossing and uncrossing in front of my eyes, by the look on Her face that was…