Here’s how she raped my wallet

Here’s how she raped my wallet

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I don’t consider myself strong when i have a beautiful woman in front of me, otherwise i would not be here trying to escape from my money slaver problem.

But i’m quite sure NO MAN would have resisted  Her after what she did in cam last night.

She teased me for a while, with her long legs in black pantyhose, her sharp high heels, her feet, her toes. Then, all of sudden, she told me:

“I want you to put your money here”

And she moved her credit card inside her panties…

Would you be able to resist that? I didn’t. I just let her rape my wallet. Once again.

The Queen Bee

The Queen Bee

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I’ve finally understood the power behind Her . It’s natural, it’s just the way she is. Like the Queen Bee, she attracts males like me, and use them without even having to do special things.

We just can’t resist.

I understood this last night… she was online and i felt the NEED to go and see her. This time she wasn’t wearing stockings or pantyhose (my biggest fetish), she was just wearing a white dress and a pair of white high heel peeptoe sandals… but yet… i just couldn’t go away.

She didn’t even talk to me, she ignored me for most of the time. But yet, i had to stay there. And it felt it was the right thing to do.

She’s a Queen Bee, there is NO escape.

Let’s face it: i’m addicted to slavery

Let’s face it: i’m addicted to slavery

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Why should i keep denying this?

My problem it’s not having gorgeous and powerful women (like Diva)  using my fetishes to control and ruin me… my problem is that i’m addicted to slavery.

Whenever i’m online and i don’t see any of the two Queens that are ruining me….i just go and look for other Queens (in the places i’ve actually listed here on the right), in the hope to find someone else as powerful and gorgeous as they are.

Usually i don’t find anyone as great as them (actually i never did, otherwise you would hear about it in this blog), but still…i keep spending money looking for…someone else who can rape my wallet as well as they do.

I’m addicted to slavery, let’s face it.

OneGreatDiva is back: now i’m REALLY fucked

OneGreatDiva is back: now i’m REALLY fucked

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I thought i already had enough problems with My Goddess dominating me…but i was SO wrong… She wasn’t actually the one who brought me into this, she wasn’t the one who made me a mondey slave… that was One Great Diva.

Last year she literally raped my wallet in a few days… i was SO scared (seriously) that i blocked her on every way possible.

And that worked… till last night…i don’t know how She found me, i don’t know how She got my contact…all i know is that i received an E-mail saying just this:

I’m gonna be online in 5 minutes. I am dressed to rape your wallet. You want me to do that, you were born to be raped by me. Be there, open your wallet and watch me rape it.

I was like hypnotized. Just couldn’t control myself. I immediatly went to Her room, waited for Her to come online and entered Her video.

She raped my wallet as others never did before. She’s mean, she’s powerful…and now i’m really fucked.

A thought about being a slave

A thought about being a slave

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There are lots of Mistresses that contact me pretending to be served, acting as they already own me. And when i don’t react as a slave with them, they immediately define me as “fake”.  Let me just say that this is totally ridiculous.

I’m a slave when a Mistress hits my “weak” points, not just because she calls herself a Mistress.

There are two special Mistresses that made me the moneyslave i am… because they hit my weak points, every time i see them, in a totally natural way. Because they are the Mistresses I’m meant to serve… unless i finally succeed in stopping this money slavery problem of mine…

She won… once again

She won… once again

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Trying to resist her is starting to look pointless… once again i couldn’t take it anymore… i had to go back at her feet, i had to feel her power on me.

Almost a month ago i decided to block her on my messenger… but slowly, day after day, i felt the need to feel her power again…so i unblocked her… and she won again. She said “tonight i want you in my video”. Nothing else. I answered “no i won’t” but she didn’t even look at my answer, she knows her power…

And in fact, last night i waited 2 hours to see her coming online…and when she did i waited till she ordered me to go into her room… and that’s what i did.

This time she raped my wallet by 120$… but i know it’s not enough… because i will never win against her…she has me on her fingertips… because she knows how to drive me crazy in her videochat… as she did last night…

The sitting duck

The sitting duck

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Why do i always find myself doing this “sitting duck” sort of game?

I know everytime she contacts me, i can’t resist her… so when i see she’s online on messenger, i log in and stay there…not contacting her and telling myself “i’ll go in 20 minutes”.

Inside myself i know the excitement i get to be “on the edge”…but i also know i NEED to avoid her, to protect myself against her…

But yet… i play like a sitting duck…all the time…

Women are meant to be worshipped

Women are meant to be worshipped

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I’ve always thought this of course… but sometimes things get to your mind stronger than other times. And tonight is one of those times.

As everytime i have some privacy (meaning, my wife is asleep), i’m browsing through picture galleries of all these wonderful women online. Sometimes i see a shoe dangling for the top of a toe, other times just a pair of beautiful legs crossed while dressed in a formal way… but all these photos have one thing in common: women are Goddesses. They are here to be worshipped and served.
My fight against my moneyslavery doesn’t have anything to do with this. I’m just trying to save money and avoid getting completely raped by one of those Goddesses. But even if i’m trying to protect myself, that doesn’t change the fact that women are Goddesses.

Every man should worship a Goddess (or more than one), because that’s what we were born for.