If you follow this blog, you sure know why and how i became a MoneySlave on the first place. OneGreatDiva made me one, in a night of 9 years ago that I will never forget. Her power hit me like a lightning bolt, made me do things I never did before…basically changed my life forever.
The thing about OneGreatDiva is that, being an incredibly famous and successfullbusiness woman, She is not that often online. So the chances to serve Her and feel Her enormous power are very few. And when a chance comes up, I surely do ALL i can to take it. A session with Her is always unique, intense, satisfying and… expensive. Of course.
And guess what?
She’s online TODAY.
I first saw her around about a week ago, when She posted new pictures on Her site DivaFootFetish.com… and then, today, I was finally able to have another session with Her: an exciting, stunning, breathtaking session.
I am not getting into details about that session…but I wrote this article because I know many slaves are struggling like me to find Her online…well guys…this is your chance. Click here and feel Her power once again. You know it’s worth it.
Being alone at home gives me the chance (or the risk?) to be online way more often of course, especially if I take a day off from work. Which I did a couple of days ago.
It was a nice morning, with the whole house at my disposal: I felt good, relaxed. But, surprisingly, not in the mood for FinDom. I was just enjoying the time alone.
But FeetGoddesss had different plans.
She didn’t have to do much to make me change my plans, actually. She just sent me a message with a picture on it: her foot in magnificent white nylons.
I have never seen Her before in white nylons (certainly not in those), and that picture gave me immediately a boner. That moment I knew I was in troubles. Beautiful troubles for sure, but still troubles.
After another similar picture, I just did what every slave should do in a situation like this one: I sent her a tribute.
“Come into my video. Now.”
That’s all She said. And that’s what I did. She looked beyond perfection: those white nylons, a fantastic tight white dress, golden shoes and…Her incredible, unique, stunning beauty.
She went on and on teasing and taking money for about 30 minutes, without ever letting me cum. After all that time and teasing, I begged Her to let me cum and, after sending one last tribute, She allowed me to.
If before that session I was happy, after it I was like the happiest person EVER. With a slight difference: I had 300$ less in my bank account.
Once again, FeetGoddesss showed me Her power: I am totally under her control when She wants. She can make me cum fast, She can make me go into a session when I’m not in the mood, She can make me edge for a long time… She’s magnificient.
And if you still haven’t seen Her online, be sure to visit her chatroom and tribute Her as She deserves. That’s what a slave exists for, isn’t it?
As you all know, I have been all alone at home for about 10 days. This was the perfect chance to finally enjoy my Findom fetish, after some time of forced abstinence. And boy was it great.
For some time now I wanted FeetGoddesss to have a new pair of Louboutin’s to add to her collection, so a few days ago I contacted Her, begging to see and spoil Her. As usual, She was super busy and at first, didn’t pay attention to my message. But I waited, knowing that sooner or later She would have done it.
After about half an hour, She answered:
“And why do you think I should give you this privilege?”
That answer didn’t surprise me too much, I’ve always considered a HUGE privilege being able to spoil Her. My answer was quite simple and direct:
“I don’t think I’m worth You time, but I would like to buy You a new pair of Louboutin’s if You allow me”
She agreed, and after a few minutes, we started. She was dressed in the hottest possible way: a short (way short) leather miniskirt, a pair of black pantyhose with a black line on back, and a top that didn’t leave much to the imagination regarding her beautiful body.
And, on top of that, of course, Her irresistible smile and eyes.
No man could have felt weaker than I did.
I won’t go into many details on what happened, but it was simply a magnificent time. It lasted enough for me to be in heaven, and for Her to drain my wallet by 650$. Enough to buy a new pair of Louboutin’s, as I wanted since the beginning.
I doubt there is any other Goddess out there that can make me feel the way FeetGoddesss does. It’s not just submission, it’s a happy submission. As weird as that can sound, trust me. Each time I am with her, I feel happy. Weak of course, unable to stop Her from ordering what to do or how much to spoil her, but always as happy as a slave can be.
Needless to say, follow my advice. If you never experienced some time alone with FeetGoddesss, You should. Give yourself the gift of some time with Her, and you will see with your own eyes what it means to be weak, aroused, and incredibly happy.
Each and everyday i find new ways in which FeetGoddesss is unique and special. And last night was no difference.
Don’t get me wrong, i’ve served many beautiful Goddesses in all these years, and i still think the world of them… but …
FeetGoddesss is making me do things i’ve never done before, she’s making me feel like i’ve never felt before, She’s making me see things in a way i’ve never seen them before.
So, back to last night. I was just about to go to sleep, but decided first to switch my laptop on to check a few things and well, most probably deep inside to see if She was online, maybe to just tell Her hello, to just have a quick contact with Her. And yes, there She was. Online.
I sent her a quick message, nothing special really, something like “i’m not in a great mood tonight, so i just wanted to say Hello to You Goddess.”
But looks like she wanted to change my mood. She sent me a pic of her perfect feet in black nylons and sandals, just like that. She didn’t really add anything for a minute. Then..
“Feeling better now? Come to see me.”
Of course i forgot i wanted to go to bed, i forgot everything…i just went into Her room still thinking it would have been just for a quick sight of Her beauty.
I was wrong.
She was looking spectacular. Her new haircut makes the beauty of Her face shine even more, those black pantyhose with line on back, worn with sandals, totally made her legs and feet look even better. And i started watching.
We chatted for a short while, during the few times when she was in free chat between one private and another. Then… then She did what many Goddesses do of course..but it’s what i felt that was different than other times. She said.
Nothing unique in this right? Wrong. Wrong because it felt different to me. As slaves, we always say “i can’t say no to you, Goddess” because, let’s face it, it’s part of the game. But more often than not, we can actually say “no” if we really want to…or even just run away with an excuse. I’ve done that so many times.
But with Her it’s different. Obeying her orders just feels right. And saying no to Her feels totally wrong. Inside my mind i was thinking “i should say no and go to bed”, but that made me feel… guilty! Yes, even just THINKING of saying no to Her made me feel guilty as hell.
This is something i’ve never experienced before… i’ve always managed to remain focused on myself, spending a lot when i actually felt like it (even if i kept “playing” the game of being forced by the teasing), running away when i wanted. And always with no particular regrets for how i behaved with the Goddess.
But this time… this time i ended up spending 200$ (not a lot, i know) just because it would have made me feel guilty and bad to leave Her, to say no, to don’t spoil Her as She demanded.
I’m falling deeper and deeper for FeetGoddesss, and i guess it will only get worst… or should i say better?
Something that happened a few days ago, made me think about another reason why a Goddess is a real one or just someone who’s here for the money and nothing else.
I sent a not so high tribute to a Goddess (i admit it wasn’t high) because i’m in a somehow difficult situation at the moment…but that was ALL i could offer. It was a great sacrifice for me. Her answer made me reconsider Her as a Goddess…actually made me see Her as a not so powerful or smart Goddess. She basically insulted me, stating it was a way too low tribute and that i should have sent more in order to please Her.
Now… some of you could argue that it was correct of Her to do so, because maybe She can’t be open to like any slave, She can’t see value in everyone. But we are not thinking of a 5$ tribute here, it was still a somehow nice tribute. She could have reacted in many different ways…but the ways she reacted only showed me what she really is.
She is there ONLY because of the money
She doesn’t care about dominating men, She doesn’t give a damn f**k of being a Goddess. She only wants money. And that, to me, is a sign of weakness. It’s a sign that says “stay away from this one, She’s not worth it”.
As someone said once, there is a higher value in a slave giving away his last 10$ than in a rich one giving away 1000$ just because he owns them and doesn’t know what to do with them. A smart Goddess should recognize this and actually understand the real value of a tribute.
This one didn’t, and won’t see a tribute from me ever again. Did she lose something? I don’t know, but i certainly didn’t lose my time serving someone who’s not worth it.
I have been serving OneGreatDiva ever since i can remember being a slave (actually, She is the one that made me a moneyslave), so it doesn’t come to a surprise that i always, ALWAYS, think about Her. Even when i don’t realize i’m doing it.
As it was today. I was sitting at my laptop casually checking stuff when, all of sudden, she sends me a pic (the one here above) adding just a few word:
That was it. In a second i stopped doing whatever i was doing and literally jumped to her chatroom, and begged Her to allow me to serve Her. She made me wait for a while, then allowed me in.
And the result was the same one as every time i see Her: and empty wallet and a happy slave.
I spent a lot, and i don’t even regret it. Because each time OneGreatDiva shows up, i must take the chance to serve Her. She’s unique, She’s powerful, She’s hot. I don’t see a single reason why i should even think before serving Her.
It happened today, and it will happen again..and again…and again…
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 others. Of course i could never spoil them all (even if i wish i could), and i know that…but i do feel guilty.
It’s like the other night: after a long period of abstinence because of personal reasons, i suddenly got weak again and couldn’t stop myself. I HAD to spoil Her, it felt right, it felt good, it felt like the only possible thing.
But after that… the regret. Why Her, and why not others? What will they think about me? Will they be mad at me? How can i explain them that it was just a one time, and that i still won’t be able to spoil them for a long time?
I don’t know if i’m making any sense here…but that’s the way i feel today…
At the moment all i would like is an intense, positive, excitingfinancial 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 someone raping my wallet would actually make me feel better.
Andy wrote this piece for himself and shared it with me. I thought it was absolutely great, and asked for permission to post it here.
I am going to try to remember my first experience with Mistress Amy aka FeetGoddesss. I found out about her from reading a blog post on a website and twitter page called yourmoneyslave.com. I had learned about other Dommes from this site and the guy who writes the blog acted like he was really impressed by this lady so I decided to try a visit.
When I entered free chat and said hello the first thing that struck me was she didn’t say the same ole thing, “what brings you here?”. Instead she introduced herself as Mistress Amy and told me she was from Slovakia. She then asked my name, where I was from and then asked what was my biggest fantasy. I told her I loved feet and legs and being made weak by a beautiful woman. She then told me to get naked and enter her video but do not touch my cock.
When I entered I could hear music playing and she was laying on her bed. She begin to move her legs and feet to the beat of the music and rub her hands up and down her legs.She was amazing looking! She had short black hair, with a face that looked like a doll with these incredible hypnotic eyes. Her legs were long and shapely and her feet were perfect. Usually it takes a few minute for me to soak in everything and get into a session but with Mistress Amy I was immediately captivated.
As soon as I entered she told me to kneel. My cock got hard almost immediately and my eyes were locked on her as she swayed to the music. As I stared at her legs and feet, I noticed she began to lick her lips in the most erotic way. She told me to notice how hard I was and that I was leaking precum without even touching myself. She was right, I was already throbbing and beginning to feel weak.
At that time she told me to enter one to one. I was so mesmerized, I did it without thinking. When I entered she whispered “good boy”, licked her lips and smiled. It was all I could do not to touch myself but I knew it was forbidden. My head was spinning and I was totally at her mercy. She then gave me permission to stoke 10 times at her command. I was to type the number as she said it and then take one long stroke. Now I have had Dommes count me down many times but the way she did it was unreal. She said “one” then snapped her fingers and then I typed “one” and stroked. Then “two” snap type “two’ then stroke and so on. Every time she snapped her fingers it was like a gun going off in my head. When she snapped her fingers the tenth time I was completely under her spell. I just sat there paralyzed with my eyes locked on to the screen. Even though my cock was throbbing, all I was focused on was what she was going to type next.
Mistress Amy then told me to beg her to raise the rate of my session. At this point I was no longer in control of myself. I mean not even a little bit. She was in control and I was her mindless puppet. I asked her, no I begged her to raise the rate to $10 a minute. She smiled and then her cam went off. At first I panicked a bit. Usually when Dommes raise the rates they tell you to leave chat and come back in a few minutes. She just signed off without a word, which left me confused and anxious. At no point was I concerned about money. In the past I have had Dommes want to raise the rate and I would just not return when I left chat. I would say to myself, “I am not paying that kind of money” and then I would move on. But this time was different and when she signed back on, I immediately got back into her video chat.
My head was still spinning and my cock was on edge, which is amazing since I had only stroked it 10 strokes. When I returned to her video, Mistress Amy was on her back withher feet up touching each other in front of her face.
The way she wiggled her feet and rubbed them together was incredible.
I could see her beautiful tongue licking her luscious red lips. I was completely entranced and desperate to please her. The greatest thought in my head was how can I prove myself to her? I needed to earn my place at her feet. She then typed “121” and snapped her fingers. Once again, it was like a gun shot in my brain and was so loud that it left a ringing in my head. I obeyed her wish but did manage to see what price I was about to pay before I switched over to private chat.
I was now paying $20 a minute but I was way past the point of return.
As weak and hypnotized as I was, I would have paid any amount she said. When I entered her private chat she whispered “good boy”, which made me melt. Mistress Amy continued to tease me with her feet, lips and legs until my credit card ran out of money. I was left on edge, broke and craving more of her attention. I immediately emailed her to let her know why I had left her room so abruptly. She commanded me to keep my hands off of my cock and to return tomorrow when I had more money. I crawled into bed completely dazed and in awe of the power had just witnessed.
I really think Andy wrote this perfectly. What he feels is exactly how i felt when i went into her videochat for the first time. If you want to visit her: click here.