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Dreaming of Her…

Dreaming of Her…

I had a horrible day today…and tomorrow at work it will be even worst… so i’m just sitting here, in front of the computer, feeling sort of sad…depressed…

And the weird thing is that… deep inside…i know that only her power would make me feel better…only letting her dominate me with her beauty would make me feel good again… and i do need that… but…she’s not around…and that makes me feel even worst….

As days pass by…i realise that i won’t be able to do what i’ve promised myself starting this blog: i won’t stop serving Her and the other Mistresses…because this is who i am, this is where i find pleasure…

Total failure

Total failure

Ok, it’s not going well at all. I’ve started this blog hoping that i would have been able to win this fight, hoping that i would have been able to resist the temptation…

Well it seems i can’t. I’ve already spent 8 thousand dollars so far this year, and it doesn’t look that i’m going to stop.

The thing is… these women know how to make me weak. They know it well and they do it also because…they probably know better than me that this is what i really want.

It’s exciting to let their beauty and teasing take advantage of me… it’s exciting and dangerous.

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

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

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.

A thought about being a slave

A thought about being a slave

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…

Who am i kidding?

Who am i kidding?

It’s not over. It was for just a few days…then… one night i logged in…and saw HER online…the one it all started with…the one that i will probably never be able to forget or resist. My one and only Diva was there…online… i went into her videochat… and… it all started again.

I didn’t post till now on this blog because i was too ashamed…but…what can i say… my fight is on again…although i totally failed my first goal. On the “Current Status” page i wrote down, at the beginning of this, that i wanted to spend a total of 1000$ this year…well go and check it… i’m 4 times over it… and i don’t seem to be able to stop… until One Great Diva will show up online…

I will keep posting from now on…