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FeetGoddesss: The Iconic Nylon Goddess

FeetGoddesss: The Iconic Nylon Goddess

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As I’ve said more than once, every (real) Goddess is different and unique, every one of them has something that makes her stand out from others, makes Her unique and attractive. 
One can be unique for the way She dresses, another one for the way She moves. Some are unique for their attitude, some are for their ability to enter into any slave mind.

Then there is FeetGoddesss.

When talking about Her, saying She’s “unique” isn’t enough. She’s not only unique, but She’s also Iconic. She is like no one else in many ways, Her way of dominating and presenting Herself is so unique, so special, that I don’t even know where to start from to describe what I mean.

Her Look

After you see Her once, you are not going to forget the way she looks. Ever. That expensive red lipstick she wears, the iconic Marilyn Monroe’s beauty spot on her face, the unique bobbed black hair she often has. All little details that, summed up together, give FeetGoddesss a unique, unmistakable, breathtaking look.

Her Voice

And even if, in an attempt to resist, you close your eyes…you will be at the mercy of her hypnotic, persuasive, sensual voice. Words never shouted, always said with a pause between them, to emphasize their meaning, their power. If she says you are her slave forever, that looks like to you the only option. The only truth. The only reason to be. Much like sirens used to hypnotize sailor men, FeetGoddesss will hypnotize any slave brave enough to listen to her voice.

Her Nylons

Like a perfect match for her look and her voice, pantyhose and stockings (sometimes worn together) are always part of her wardrobe. Usually black, always expensive, always worn with style and elegance. She loves wearing nylons and that shows clearly by looking at her. Like a second skin, her nylons match her spectacular legs and feet in perfect harmony, as if they were created together. 

Her Movements

The very first thing that hit me when I saw her for the first time, was the way she could move her toes and feet. I don’t even know where to begin to describe what she does. Think about feet and toes moving like a snake, sinuously slide up and down like ocean waves, moving in a hypnotic, sensual, incredible dance
The way she can move them, enhanced by the beautiful nylons she wears, is something that no foot fetishist can ignore. And if you are like me (a nylon foot fetishist, who’s also a moneyslave) well….prepare to be in big, big, huge danger. The hottest kind of danger, of course.

Her Music

Too many girls these days play techno music or some other kind of modern one, way too many. So when you enter into FeetGoddesss room, prepare to be immersed in a new world. Out of this time. Prepare to be taken back to the first half of the 20th Century, when Frank Sinatra was the King and Aretha Franklyn the Queen. A time where classy and sexy ladies wearing black nylons, red lipstick and a Marilyn Monroe’s beauty spot on their faces could actually be seen at times. Now, in 2019, the only one bringing you all this is FeetGoddesss.

An Icon

That’s why I am not ashamed to say that FeetGoddess is an ICONIC Goddess, one that can’t be ignored by anyone, one that many took and will take inspiration from. Because she’s unique, she’s superior, she’s powerful, she’s sensational. She’s the Iconic Nylon Goddess.

My First Cashpoint Meet

My First Cashpoint Meet

I’ve never really fantasized about cashpoint meetings: they always looked cold, “empty”, quick and well…not exciting at all. The idea of meeting a Goddess just to hand Her money, without any other sort of teasing or “fetish” interaction involved wasn’t appealing at all. 

But that recently changed.

A few days ago, I’ve read on Goddess Ambra‘s Twitter that she was in Italy for work and, to my even bigger surprise, she was staying just 10 kilometers away from where I live. 

I knew she would have come to Italy for work (she posted about it earlier), but when she posted a picture (wonderful, in pantyhose without shoes) saying “I am in you, Lucca” well… I almost jumped on my chair. 

I couldn’t believe my eyes. The one I’ve dreamed so much about, one of the most beautiful Goddesses out there was just a few kilometers far. 

I answered with a simple welcome message to that twit but…. her reply hit me like a cannonball.

“Make sure you give Me a proper welcome”

That was the moment I started thinking about meeting Her. I stopped caring if the meeting would have been quick or if no teasing would have been involved. I stopped thinking of any reason why I should have NOT meet her. Meeting her was the only thing in my mind. Tributing her directly, putting my money in her hands, was the only thing I could think of. 

The following days I tried to contact Her, begging for a meeting, but she was too busy to meet me. I didn’t insist, I knew she would have been the one in charge of deciding if that would have happened, where, when and how. All I could do was telling her my total devotion and desire to meet her, no matter what.

I don’t know if it’s because she wanted to “test” me, making me crave it even more or if it was just a coincidence, but she agreed to meet me only on the very last day, at the very last minute and at the airport, just before leaving Italy.

Little detail: the airport is nearly 2 hours of driving from where I live.

I didn’t care. I was going to do as told. I wasn’t going to disappoint her. No way! 

Our meeting was scheduled around noon that day, but because I didn’t want to be late (of course!) I left home more than 3 hours in advance. 

As usual, when you are eager to arrive at your destination as quickly as possible, the trip was the worst ever: traffic like never before, heavy rain, closed roads…if something could go bad, it certainly did. 

I got there just 5 minutes before our meeting. Exhausted after such an awful journey, but happy and excited by the thought of what was going to happen, I parked my car and messaged her. 

Needless to say, I was shaking. So anxious to finally meet her in person, so excited to hand her my money. So eager to be just a few inches close to the Goddess I’ve been dreaming about for so long. 

I obviously had no idea how the cashmeet would have happened, and that only made me more nervous. 

A few minutes later she answered my message:

“I’m at the entrance. Come here.”

I rushed out of my car and started walking toward the airport entrance. As I was approaching it, I saw her from a distance and started admiring how she looked as I was getting closer.  

She was wearing a short skirtpantyhoseankle boots, a red sweater, and an elegant hat. On top of that, an expensive (or so it looked to me) fur coat. Stunning to say the least. 

When I reached her, she smiled. That smile told me everything. It was like “You are mine now“. She knew what I have done to get there, she knew how eager I was to tribute her. But she wasn’t in a rush of course. 

At that moment, one thing hit me. I could finally smell her perfume. The one thing impossible to do online. I don’t know how to describe it, but let me just say that it was perfect. I got totally weak, unable to say anything more than just a simple “Hello Goddess” that probably came out more like a whisper than a real sentence. I cleared my throat and said it again. Her smile now was even bigger (and mesmerizing), she knew how embarrassed, weak, nervous I was. 

“Guide me to your car slave, it’s time to do your duty”

And so I did. She walked a bit behind me, not giving me the privilege to look at her while she was walking, or to be at my side. I didn’t even felt it was right for me to look back. And besides, we didn’t have to walk a lot since my car was parked quite close. 

I opened the door of my car and hold it for her while she got inside. The shut it for her and got inside as well.

The video below is what happened. I could feel her power being way stronger in her presence, there was no way I could have said no or resisted. She took all the money I had in my wallet, put them in her bag and walked out of my car with a simple 

“Goodbye slave, we should do this more often”

I sat there in my car for some very long minutes, not moving, looking in front of me without really watching. I was like a zombie. She didn’t take just my money, she also took my brain, my breath, my energies. It took me a while to be able to start my car and drive away. 

Needless to say, I remember nothing of my journey back home. All I know is that I had a huge smile on my face.

If you are there, reading this blog post and trying to imagine how it would be for you to be in my place well…do yourself a favor: Click here, show Goddess Ambra you are serious by spending quite a lot and often in her cam and who knows, if you keep doing that for long enough, you might be as lucky as I was. Good luck.

Goddess Ishtar: The Black Night

Goddess Ishtar: The Black Night

I have been serving Goddess Ishtar for 9 years now, and the amazing thing is that every session with Her is intense, satisfying, breathtaking.
The one I had a few days ago wasn’t an exception.

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It all started early in the evening when She sent me a rather cryptic message:

“It will be a black night”

At that time I didn’t exactly knew what she meant, but receiving a message from Her is always an honor and, for sure, always exciting. I knew I had to make myself available for Her that night, I knew something could have happened.

So, a bit later, I logged on with my heart beating faster than usual. I was eager to understand what She meant with that message.
I saw She was online but didn’t message Her to don’t disturb Her. I sat quietly in front of my computer and waited, with the excitement growing.
After about 20 minutes, She contacted me.

“Hi. Send 100 and call me.”

Of course, I executed with no hesitation. Then, as soon as I entered Her room, it was clear to me why She called it a “Black Night“.

She was totally dressed in black: a beautiful see-through top, black leather skirt, black pantyhose, and black high heel shoes. On top of that, Her iconic long hair matched the outfit perfectly.
I tried to make some sort of conversation, to avoid boring Her like a silently excited zombie would have done, but I’m not sure I came out with anything relevant. Her beauty was too much to handle, too much for my little brain to reserve space for anything else.

As time passed by, I found myself talking less and less while getting more and more excited, more and more under Her power. She would just move slowly in front of the camera from time to time: small movements that looked like lightning bolts to me. Every small movement was like a revelation: a different angle to admire Her beauty, a tiny new detail to worship.

Every now and then She demanded more tributes, but of those, I honestly lost count. I didn’t care. All I cared about was for that session to never end. For that beautiful Goddess to never leave my computer screen.

Then, after about 1 hour which to me looked like 5 minutes, our session ended: She allowed me to thank Her with a last 200$ tribute and we said goodbye.
As I said above, every session with Goddess Ishtar is worth it. It’s always a beautiful adventure, a wonderful journey through the path of beauty and power. This wasn’t an exception, and I will treasure my Black Night with Goddess Ishtar among the many wonderful sessions I had with Her.

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Always weak for OneGreatDiva

Always weak for OneGreatDiva

This will never change, it’s not an infatuation of a moment. It’s not me being excited for a new Goddess I’ve never seen before. It’s not me running after a pair of legs in nylons. OneGreatDiva is SO much more

She was the one that made me a MoneySlave 10 years ago: I had just read a few about financial domination but wasn’t even excited by the idea. Five minutes into Her video and I knew She was in control, I knew she would have taken out of me what I didn’t even know I had inside

A force of nature, if I could describe Her in a few words. Smart, Intelligent, deadly beautiful, greedy and merciless. All these qualities and more, way more. I watched Her (from a distance of course) becoming a key figure in the whole adult world, organizing an event no one thought about before, becoming a successful businesswoman. And all this only made her more and more attractive. 

Because of all Her work, She is not online as often as She used to be. And this only makes me treasure, even more, the sessions I have with her. Each time I see Her logging on, my heart starts beating faster. All I want is to don’t waste the chance to see Her, don’t waste a chance to be at Her wonderful feet in nylons, don’t waste the chance to feel her power on my brain.

It happened again yesterday, and it will happen again and again and again. No way I would force myself away from Her beauty, power, and control.

Because You can’t call yourself a moneyslave if you haven’t had a session with OneGreatDiva. So if you still didn’t, click here and see if you are a moneyslave or not.

Goddess Adriana is back… and I couldn’t be happier

Goddess Adriana is back… and I couldn’t be happier

Sometimes life is really amazing: the least expected thing can happen, like someone you thought you’ve lost forever showing up again, even after years.

If you follow this blog for a while (thank you for that!) you know that there are some Goddesses that actually “gave” me something really unique, something I experienced with them for the first time or only with them. To make a couple of examples, OneGreatDiva is the one that made me a moneyslave, Goddess Ishtar the one I had the most intense experience ever with. And then…. there is one which made me experience for the first time many things, one I could never forget, one I thought left the findom scene for good… Goddess Adriana.

I had a couple of sessions with Her in 2013, but it was 2014 the year I totally got obsessed with Her. It’s tough to describe why, as there isn’t just a single reason why she hit me so hard, but Her elegance, beauty, style, brain surely had a huge impact on that.
During that year only, she made me experience things I didn’t even think I would have liked so much: She was the first taking control of my computer with TeamViewer, the first making me spend more than 2.000$ in a single session, the first making me feel truly owned and loyal to Her…just to name a few.

Then, around the end of 2014, She basically disappeared, stopped being on cam. At first, I thought maybe it was a long vacation, but days passed by, then weeks, then months…till I got the feeling She left for good. Nothing wrong with that of course, I’m well aware that any of the Goddesses I serve and enjoy could decide to stop being on cam and explore something else in real life, leaving me totally out of it with no explanation or goodbye. It’s normal, I’m just one of the many slaves…why would they need to tell me anything?
I don’t know why she stopped but She made it in a way that let me get used to it in my own time. It’s not like she told me all of sudden “this is the end of my Findom experience” (that would have made me desperate, I’m sure), instead I had to learn it in time, always hoping to see her again…till, after a couple of years passed, I lost hope completely.

Boy, I was wrong.

It was my last day of freedom this summer (remember? I was all alone at home) and I was surfing the Findom web, not even looking for a session. And that’s when I saw Her. She was online, here on her old profile, the same I’ve been visiting many many times before.
I couldn’t believe my eyes: was it really Her? Was she really back for good? Still in findom or, perhaps, selected something else?

I entered into her free chat and was more than pleased to see that She actually remembered me! It was like no time has passed, everything was exactly as before between me and Her. The same feelings, the same desire, the same needs in myself.

A not too long time passed before I entered Her video. And, again, everything was exactly as before. She is as beautiful as before (if not more), Her elegance remained intact, her smart brain, her sensual moves…everything was as if 4 years didn’t pass at all.

The draining of my wallet was pretty hard that night, and more sessions happened afterward. Why did I wait so long before writing about it? Well because I couldn’t believe She was really back, I was scared to see her disappearing once again…but now, after a couple of months, I’m pretty sure She’s here to stay. And I couldn’t be more happy about it.

Goddess Adriana is probably the most elegant Goddess you’ll ever have the luck to serve. Smart, sensual, greedy…once you enter into Her net, there is no way back. You’ve been warned. If you think you have what it takes, click here and see Her for yourself.