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Choosing a Goddess to serve

Choosing a Goddess to serve

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I know many will say “slaves have no power, they are just there to serve Goddesses”, and I know many Goddesses (especially the “wannabe” ones) will believe that. To them, a slave exists only to serve ANY Goddess, no matter what she looks like, say or do.

Well let me open your eyes: this is NOT true. We, slaves, do have one power, and it’s one of the most important ones for you to become our Goddess. 

We choose which Goddesses to serve

There is simply no way a Goddess can be the right one for every slave: each one of us has different tastes, different fantasies, different things that make him “going”. And because I get dozen of messages from basically ANY kind of Goddess, I thought of writing a post about the process I usually go through before I become a slave of one particular Goddess.

How she looks like

This is the very first factor that drives my attention toward a Goddess. And it’s not just about her body, it’s also about her dressing style. I have a fetish for feet in nylons (especially pantyhose) so if, say, I look into her Twitter and see she never wears stockings and pantyhose or doesn’t like them, I just move away. Nylons are important to me and more important is that She wears them because She wants and likes to, not just because I like them. One “plus” for me is also if she seems to have many different outfits that she uses. Too often some girls are always showing the same clothes, making it look like they are sort of wearing a “uniform to go to work”. I prefer a woman who loves to put different stuff on, making me think she enjoys getting ready before starting her domination session.

Her attitude

After I’m intrigued by the way She looks, I start following her on social media or camsites, if she works on one with free cam shows. This way, I can get a better understanding of the kind of Goddess She is. Is she aggressive? Is She mean? Does she seem to be enjoying what she does? Does she seem bored? Is she funny? There isn’t a “list” of things I like or don’t like here. Each Goddess is different, and I might like one for a reason, another one for the very opposite of that. So let’s say that I more or less try to understand if her attitude “makes me going” or it’s so bad that simply makes me forget I like the way she looks.

My first approach

If I’m still interested in Her, of course, the next step is approaching Her. Let me be clear here: I try to NEVER waste her time, and ALWAYS have total respect for Her and Her valuable time. So my approach is never like talking hours with Her for free or making her waste tons of time on social media. A few comments here and there on pictures I like, some engagement on Her posts, some small talk in free chat. Nothing else. Just to let Her know I exist so that when I will go for a session I won’t be someone she never heard about. Usually, nothing goes wrong here, because I don’t expect much from Her. I know they are all super busy, and I know the proper way of making myself noticed is with a tribute. But some of them are better than others, and they end up engaging a bit with me. Even a short reply to my messages can be nice, makes me feel like she’s aware of what’s happening around her, she’s not just sitting there waiting for sessions. That’s a nice thing.

The first session

Now it’s time to have my first session with Her: I’m interested in Her, I like how she looks, how she dresses, how she engages and behaves…sure I want to be at her feet!

And yet… sometimes it happens that only during the first session I understand She’s not one for me. Of course, I don’t expect her to magically understand all of me in just one session or the very first session to be perfect.. but there are a few things here and there that can be a total turn off for me. I don’t even know how to describe them, because every session is different…but if they happen, that will be my first and last session with her. It happened more than a few times, unfortunately. 

Wrapping up

So this is the “process” I follow each time I spot a Goddess I didn’t know before. It may seem odd or too complicated but…believe me, every (serious) slave does the same. We all want to have the best experience ever, and there are thousands of potential Goddesses out there. The least we can do is choose wisely….don’t you think?

Goddess Ishtar: The Black Night

Goddess Ishtar: The Black Night

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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

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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. 

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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.

Goddesses that get on my nerves: the definitive list

Goddesses that get on my nerves: the definitive list

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Not all Goddesses are born equal: there is a large variety of them out there. Some may appeal to a certain type of slaves, some to another. Some may have a certain kind of beauty, some others a different one. It’s the beauty of life: to each his own.

But there are some kinds of Goddesses that I really can’t stand. They just get on my nerves, making me almost want to kick them in the ass. I thought of writing a list here and, just as we are clear, I’m talking about those that are part of a larger group, identified as… InstaGoddesses!

The InstaOrder

I don’t know if they had problems when they were kids, or if they are simply angry with the whole world. But how the fuck do you think to get ANY sort of attention from a slave if you contact him, out of nowhere, with messages like “Spoil me, stupid pig” or the infamous “Pay me, loser!“. I mean COME ON! I know you are in a rush to become rich in the easiest possible way, but could you at least say “hello” first? You know, just to be A BIT polite…just to show there is some life in that brain of yours! Brainless.

The InstaBeg

Chats with them usually are a bit longer, as they seem to have a more cautious approach. I don’t know, it’s like they are trying to guess if the one they are talking to has money to throw away…or if they are trying to be a bit nice to gain better results. Anyway, they will always end up saying things like “I’m broke, I need money” or “Please, I need some money“. Sometimes I even got “I’m hungry and don’t have money for food”. All of them, of course, having names on twitter like “Goddess”, “Queen”, “Royal” and so on. It’s as if Donald Trump would call himself Greta Thunderg while still saying the shit he says about climate change. It just doesn’t make sense! Call yourself differently… don’t know.. “hungry puppy”, “cute by broke”, “broke kitty”…perhaps you’ll get better results. No, you won’t, I’m kidding. Pathetic.

The InstaHi

These are just plain idiots. I’m sorry but that’s what they are. They will send you a “Hi” message…then if you answer after, say, a few hours…they will completely forget they contacted you first and answer again with a “Hi”. I swear a few times I managed to go back and forth like 3 or 4 times before she would finally realize and act all angry with a very dominant and intelligent “so who are you”. Hopeless.

The InstaInsult

Well, I believe in this case we are facing probably just the least educated form of a human being. Because I don’t know how else anyone would believe the correct way to approach anyone (not just a slave) is with things like “hey bitch”, “hey piglet”, “hey dickhead” and so on. If you do get results like this please tell me because I need to learn from you. Rude.

The InstaSpam

Not very different from the usual spam we all get into our inboxes daily. They have a message that says everything (like “pay me bitch use this and that method or this other one, see my pics here, get in touch with me like this” and so on) and they simply can’t be bothered to have real conversations. They just send that message to everyone, hoping some idiot would end up sending some money. Again…there surely is an idiot between me and them. Either I’m the one and they are some sort of findom-marketing geniuses or…. else. Boring.

The InstaTeen

They are honestly almost scary. It doesn’t matter how they contact me or what they say: when I check their profile and I see that they are like 16 years old… I just freeze. Not even sure of what to do. Usually, I just block them and run away from my PC screaming “I’m not a pedophileeee”…just in case, you know. Dangerous.

Damn…that made me feel better! Now that I’ve written them all down here…I feel relieved! And you? Which type of instadomme gets on your nerves?

What it is like to be one month alone

What it is like to be one month alone

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Remember when I wrote that I was going to be alone for more than one month? At that time I was looking forward to it, defining it “dangerous and exciting“.

That month ended at the end of July… care to know how was it? If you don’t, stop reading and move on because that’s what this post is about! If not…let’s have a look together at what I learned during this month of “freedom”.

Being alone is EXPENSIVE

This is kinda obvious, and I surely expected that. I’ve spent nearly 2.000$ this month, one of my most expensive months so far. When you are home alone, you have all the chances in the world to go for a session. No one can stop you, no one can limit you, no one can catch you. Least that can happen is…spending a lot. And yes, it happened.

Being alone brings MISTAKES

This is connected to the point above: you have so much freedom, so much chances to go and have sessions that, especially at the beginning, you throw money in the trash. It has been a while since I felt angry after a session…but I sure did after one I had last month. As soon as it finished (kinda expensive too) I started feeling angry with myself, regretting all the money I’ve spent, thinking whom I could have spent them with and have a WAY better time. Because ok chances to have a session were endless but…money was not!

Being alone makes you SLEEPLESS

Damn, I never slept LESS than I did last month! At one point I was almost like a zombie… in front of a computer screen till VERY late at night, every night. Always on Twitter, Camsites… everywhere Findom was, I was. For many hours a day. Was it a good decision? Hell NO! Lacking sleep made me enjoy even less the free time I had. So that was the worst decision ever!

Being alone is FUN

At the end of the day, all those bad things apart, I damn had a nice time (especially online of course). I needed that. Be able to do whatever I wanted, at whenever I wanted, for however long I wanted. Damn, it felt good! Having a session without being scared of someone hearing me or catching me, without having to think about the noise I made. Just logging on, having fun. That’s all!

Being alone is SAD

This came at the end of this long month… like last few days. I started missing my wife A LOT. Of course, we’ve been in touch a lot through WhatsApp, Skype and so on…but holding her in my arms, talking to her during lunch and dinner…well…that’s priceless and I did start missing all that A LOT. That’s also why I didn’t even think of having a session ever since she got back. Of course, I will (very soon lol)…but these days all I wanted was to enjoy her company. Be with her and happy with her. Findom wasn’t part of my life at all (apart from the casual twit now and then).

All in all, it has been a rough month. The longest period I’ve ever been alone since I got married. Don’t know if or when it will happen again but… It surely was fun 🙂