It’s late at night, i’m horny as usual but no one is around (plus, i can’t really spend in this period) so i ended up browsing the web with no particular path and then… i started thinking.. what’s the most powerful thing She could tell me? What’s THE thing She could say that would lead me to do anything for Her? I imagine the scene…She’s right there in front of me, dressed in an elegant way, with a black pair…
I’ve always said i am not (and never will be) a loyal slave: i act out of instinct, always trying to control myself only to running to spoil a Goddess as soon as something “ticks” inside my head. Of course i don’t serve ANY Goddess, and i consider myself capable of spoiling only those that are really worth it (at least in my brain)…but still. Each time i spoil one of them, i end up feeling guilty with all the…
Recently i wrote about my financial problems, and that i would have not have any session or spending for some months. But i’m too weak. And that’s why i know tonight i’m going to fall again and spoil Her. Recently i was finding more and more difficult to stay away but, luckily, no Goddess ever contacted me ordering to serve Her or anything (at least none of those Goddesses i already fall for, “my” Goddesses). That till this morning when i…
Blackmail is one of the most exciting and controversial fetishes in my opinion, surely one of the closer ones to illegal activity: believe it or not, it’s illegal to blackmail someone, even if it’s a consensual “game”. If the victim goes to a judge saying he got convinced in doing it, most probably the judge will rule in his favor but… How many of us could (and would want to) sue one of these Goddesses? I mean…first of all it…
At the moment all i would like is an intense, positive, exciting financial domination session with a gorgeous Goddess. That would probably be the only way to cheer me up: life sucks these days, it totally does. I’m usually a positive person…but sometimes life slaps in your face and things take a direction that wasn’t predictable or desirable. Today is one of those days. I’m feeling down, and all i want is a way to cheer me up. Probably having…
On 29th September 2016 the server where i’m hosting this blog crashed. I didn’t have any backup. I lost EVERYTHING. I was devastated: nearly 6 years of my life completely vanished. Then i had an idea What if i would just go through The Internet Archive and repost any page which shows up on my Google Analytics stats? And that’s what i did. The list was endless, but now i can finally say that all i could recover is now back online!…
Let me tell you one thing: if you have a 6 years old blog…. DO HAVE A BACKUP. Don’t be a fool like i was…because then, when everything gets lost and you need to repost the old content (at least those you can find on the Internet Archive)….well… it’s a hell of a job! I’ve been working on this for DAYS and i guess i’m ALMOST at half of the job done. But i won’t stop till i post again all that i…
I doubt there is anything worst in the life of a slave than disappointing your Goddess. And i’m not talking about the fact of being lack of money and unable to spoil Her (all the Goddesses i always served are wise enough to understand this), but when you do (or don’t do) something she was expecting from you. When you misbehave. When you do something that, in a way, kinda hurts her or even make her believe you have been…
YourMoneySlave.com as you remember is lost forever. My hosting company had a problem last night and, apparently, even backup failed. There is nothing to be done: i need to start it all over again. 5 years of posts have been lost, forever. All i can do now is try to repost some of the old articles, at least those that i can. Needless to say, this is a sad day.
As it often happens, my family just went away for a couple of weeks while i had to stay here because of work. Just an excuse really, it’s just that i find terribly relaxing being able to have the whole house for myself. That silence and total freedom is priceless. But…is this really a freedom period or…is it just full of high risks as only a sitting duckfaces? When i’m not alone, the moments when i have the right privacy to go online…