Let’s face it: we, slaves, keep spending money on Goddesses because we need it, we crave it, we want it. Some call this a disease (a word that I hate) or, perhaps better said, an addiction. Maybe we can stay away for a while (usually just a few days), but then we always end up needing a session, needing to send a tribute, needing our “fix”.
According to the Oxford Dictionary, an addiction is “the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance or activity“. That kinda describes well what we are all going through…
And it even better fits when we look for the word addicted: “physically and mentally dependent on a particular substance”. Now, of course, we are not talking about a substance here, but for sure we keep doing this because it brings us pleasure, it gives meaning to our lives, and it makes us feel better.
So that’s why I think that a session (or a tribute) can actually be our “fix” for those moments when we start feeling down, even nostalgic about the last great session we had. We have all been through that: a few days passed since that fantastic session we had, and we start feeling in a bad mood, with a bit of sadness too. It’s like the world doesn’t smile at us anymore, it’s like nothing can make us feel better. That’s precisely when we need that medicine, the “fix” that can make us feel good and happy again with our lives. And a session with the right Goddess can greatly serve this purpose: She knows what we need, She knows what will make us feel better.
So there we are, in the end, we have one reason more to thank and appreciate what our Goddesses do: they really offer a social service in a way, for guys with this magnificent, unique, overwhelming illness that’s called Financial Domination.
Do you need your fix right now? Head over to the who’s live page, I can guarantee that ANY of the Goddesses listed there will take good care of your needs 😉
I started this series of posts talking about a session I didn’t enjoy much, this time it will be different. It will be about a session that brought me back in time, making me remember how gorgeous She was, and making appreciate once more the beautiful Woman she is. [click here to read the other episodes]
Episode 2 – Back after 8 years
One of the consequences of these online-only relationships we have with Goddesses is that, of course, they can end from one day to another, without any form of warning. Since we usually know only the “online version” of our Goddesses, ignoring everything connected to their private life, as soon as they decide to stop pursuing this career, they disappear from our lives. Forever. Sad perhaps, but that’s how it is. And there is nothing wrong with it.
That is exactly what I thought happened to one particular Goddess, a gorgeous, elegant, blonde with a quite evident passion for nylons and pantyhose. I used to visit Her quite often for a few years, mesmerized by her elegance, her dangling of those heels, her sweet but evil smile, her small but erotic moves. I always ended up having a great time with Her, dropping my jaw more or less every time I saw her.
She was a rare gem: always dressed in an elegant way, more or less each time dressed in a different way, always in nylons. Perhaps the three most exciting things a Goddess can have in my opinion.
Then, from one day to another, she disappeared. She didn’t log anymore into her account, leaving me with no option other than moving on.
But a few weeks ago, the unexpected happened.
I was browsing the online models, as I often do, looking for a “fix” when…I saw she was online. It has been 8 years since the last time I had a session with her: I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I looked at her photos and recognized her in a matter of seconds. Sure she looked a bit different (we all change in 8 years!), but her beauty, her style, and her elegance, were all still there. Exactly as I remembered.
Little problem: I now had a different nickname on that site. What to do? I wouldn’t dare to be as bold as pretend she remembers me: in the end, I’m pretty sure I was just one of the many slaves she had…and so many years passed by…
So I decided to get in, don’t say who I was, and pretend it was my first session with Her.
The session was amazing. Her beauty and elegance got me in trouble in a matter of minutes, her attitude was as I remember. She was calm, relaxed, even nice at times…but with a quite specific goal in mind: make me submit to Her. Which of course happened. It was a great session, and that night I went to bed quite happy: she was back.
And if that wasn’t enough, an even bigger surprise was coming…
A few days later, I went back to her hoping for a session. I entered her free chat, and asked if she was available. I didn’t get an answer so, after a few minutes, I left. Probably she was busy or something, it happens.
A few minutes passed, and I got a message on Whatsapp:
Hi, do you still have this number? You messaged me a few minutes ago
Boy, I was shocked (in a very positive way)! Not only did she remember who I was, but she also recognized me even under a different nickname! A big smile came up to my face, while I told her how incredible all this was.
She told me she recognized my style during our first session but pretended she didn’t. So we basically played the same “game” during that session…how amazing that is!? She also added that, from time to time, she kept reading my blog during all this time.
Of course, I didn’t ask her why she wasn’t online for so long (and never will ask): that’s none of my business. That night we of course had another session, and more in the next days and weeks… She is back, and I couldn’t be happier.
So, who is this Goddess?
I promised myself to don’t say names or put links in this series of articles, but since I am speaking nothing else but positively of Her, I guess it won’t harm to tell you who is she: click here and see her online. As usual, be careful..you know the danger…
I have been a PayPig for more than 12 years now, and if there is one Goddess out there that has been a constant, prominent presence in my Financial Domination journey, that for sure is Goddess Ishtar.
The way I spoiled Her online more or less remained the same till a few months ago when I noticed She opened her new fan page.
As soon as I saw that page, I was fascinated by the great variety of ways I could now spoil, serve and worship Her: I was not only limited to paying to see her on cam or to send her tributes!
To better explain what I’m talking about, I will try to describe the “process” that usually leads me to a draining session with Her, from the very moment when it all begins, a moment when I am usually not even excited, horny, or have any intention to send tributes.
Photos and videos to lure You in
Her page is like a magnet to me, and I’m pretty sure She uses it for that purpose. I visit it daily to watch her new content. I can’t resist the temptation to look at Her beauty, to drool on those pictures and videos, even when I don’t plan to have a session or send tributes, I still visit Her page and drool. And I think that’s exactly what makes her page so dangerous. Of course, I joined it so I can see all the content, but the monthly cost is nothing compared to the danger that page brings. I don’t even feel like that is a monthly tribute or anything, it’s just what allows me to watch her content, to drool on it, and to crave Her power.
Sending tips: when your desire starts to grow
I won’t deny that I always try to resist the temptation to be financially drained: it comes naturally, as a form of “self-defense”, let’s say. And besides, where is the excitement if I don’t even try to resist? It’s part of the process for me, it’s part of my way of living financial domination…it has always been there. And this is exactly why the ability to send tips to Goddess Ishtar, anytime and from anywhere, looks like the perfect way to give in a bit, but not too much. At first, it feels like the perfect way to stay in control of the situation. You think you are just sending a small tip, feeding your desire to spoil, but can still keep it under control in this way. But that’s not really what’s happening in your brain. Tipping Her is the perfect way for your brain to get used to spending, to open your wallet a bit…ready for it to be drained big time later.
The thing is that… I look at one picture I like and want to express my gratitude to Her. Just pressing the “like” button doesn’t feel enough. That’s how the little green button “tip” on the bottom of the picture starts to demand to be clicked. It looks like the only way to satisfy a bit of my need of serving Her, but what it really does is open up my brain for the soon to come real draining. At this stage, what usually happens is that I end up sending a tip on each of the new photos or videos She posts. It feels good to do that, it feels natural, it feels like the thing to do.
The wait after the tips
The next “phase” I always go through is the “wait” after the tips. And the funny thing is that, although I always go through this phase, it always goes the same way: I wait for something that never happens.
Each time I, as a slave, send a tribute to a Goddess (even a small tip), deep inside I always have the huge desire for her to acknowledge that tribute…you know, the classic “good boy” message, at the very minimum. But there is NO chance for this to happen after just a few tips, surely not with Goddess Ishtar. She is one of the most desired, busy Goddesses out there. A slave needs to do way more than just a few tips for her to even notice him. And it doesn’t matter that I’ve been spoiling Her for ages…actually, that makes it even less likely. She knows what I can tribute, and I’m pretty sure she will always ignore me (or pretend to) if I am only sending a few tips.
What this “phase” does to me though, is that it makes my desire to serve Her grow even more. Every minute I get more and more eager to be really in contact with Her, to see Her reaction to my tributes, to feel Her power on my skin, to feel Her beauty get inside my brain and do a carnage in there…
The big drain
So, to summarize a bit, my excitement and need to spoil Her started growing by looking at her pictures and videos, which lead to sending her tips…and this only made me start opening my wallet a bit…while my excitement kept growing. What do you think happens as soon as She comes online? Picture this: I’m on her page, looking at those pictures, sending tips, and adding comments, my excitement is growing and I see she becomes available. That’s the moment when it all ends as it always did in all these years: a big, satisfying, exciting, draining session like only Her can give to me. The difference between before she had this page and now is that, in a way, now the session starts when she is not even online. The big drain in the real session is like the inevitable conclusion of this process, where I, the slave, have so many more ways to fall deeper and deeper into her trap.
Conclusion
We could say that her page is, in a way, a big, elegant, exciting, huge trap for us, slaves. But it’s the kind of trap we all want to fall in, the kind of trap we crave to be caught by, the kind of trap that gives us so many more ways to spoil Her, serve Her, get excited and weak for Her. If you haven’t done it yet, don’t waste more time: click here and enjoy her new page…you will thank me later.
Although there are only a few Goddesses I really feel a slave of, sometimes it happens that I end up having sessions with “random” Goddesses found online. The reason is quite simple: sometimes I’m horny and no one of those I usually spoil is available….that’s when it happens. And, as in everything, when you go fishing you never know if you are going to get a good or a bad fish. And trust me, when it comes to Goddesses, bad surprises are just around the corner. You know how it is… a Goddess who might look great in pictures but then, during the session, reveals herself as just pretending to be part of the financial domination world or a Goddess who simply has a terrible cam quality…the reasons why a session can go wrong and be totally unsatisfying are endless. Shit happens, they say.
And it’s precisely after those sessions that you end up enjoying, even more, the very next session, the one you have with a Goddess you know, with a Goddess that knows you and your weak spots. Everything works flawlessly, she touches the right spot, makes the right moves, says the right things…and yes, drain your wallet pretty hard. In a few words: just a perfect, regular, financial domination session. Boy that feels good! After you had that bad session, after you kicked yourself in the butt for not having saved that money, the right one comes to the rescue, showing you once again what it really means to be a Goddess with a capital “G”, showing you the meaning of being her slave…bringing you happiness after the dark moment of a bad session.
So, in a way, having a bad session every now and then can make you enjoy even more the really good ones… what do you think?
So, as I’m sure you all know, I’m in a “slowing down” period, meaning I’m trying to spend way less on Financial Domination. Why? Well, it’s kinda simple: because I’ve spent way more than I could. But why did I decide from one day to another to slow down? What made me suddenly realize it was time to put a stop to that? well, it was…
My last session with EveSchwarz
My last session with EveSchwarz was one I won’t forget easily, and I’m sure you’ll agree with me after reading this. It was a night between the end of January and the beginning of February, one of those where I don’t expect anything to happen, basically just hanging around my computer before going to sleep. While doing so, I noticed EveSchwarz was online, so I decided to have a quick look. I mean, what’s the harm in having a look, I thought. Boy, I was wrong. That was a big mistake, from my wallet point of view at least. She was dressed in a fantastic and, for her, a bit unusual way. She was wearing a super short red leather dress, with a zip on the front that made it even sexier. With that, She also had a pair of tan pantyhose (Wolford, I learned later) that, matched with a pair of beautiful and expensive Tom Ford sandals, made her legs and perfect feet shine in full glory.
Needless to say, I was totally hooked in a matter of seconds. What I thought would have been a quick look, turned out to be a long staring. In silence, for the moment. After a while, she noticed I was in her room and at that exact moment she said, looking right into the cam:
Someone is going to spoil me big time tonight
Deep inside, I knew she was talking to me. It’s not like she said my name or anything, but I just knew. And I got it confirmed a few seconds after that when she wrote me a private message ordering to send Her the first tribute.
Spoil me. Then the fun will begin.
I saw her typing it, and smiling it after having sent it. That smile made it impossible to resist the temptation. It just felt like the right thing to do. I quickly sent her a tribute of 50 USD and waited to see what was going to happen. But that wasn’t enough for her. She just laughed and said out loud:
That’s not enough. Send again, moneyslave
The way she said that, the look on her face made it once again impossible to say no. I didn’t even blink and sent her the second tribute. After that, she allowed me to start a private show. As soon as the show started, I saw she was busy doing something on her computer. I couldn’t understand what she was doing, but not long afterward she explained:
It’s only me and your wallet now.
She had disconnected from all other sites she was on! That way, she was able to focus on me or, better said, on my wallet. Knowing how busy she always is, made me feel privileged and even more excited and willing to serve her as best as I could. It doesn’t happen often to have her full attention, so that really felt precious. I was willing to do my best to serve her. Not that she gave me any chance not to, anyway.
The non-stop tease
It was clear that She was going to give me probably the hardest time ever that night. The session lasted for a very long time, and she never stopped teasing me. It was incredible.
The look in her eyes burning with passion, her perfect red lips, her tongue touching them at the exact right moment, and, of course, what made me fall in love ever since I’ve seen her for the first time: her incredible feet movements. She kept moving those feet and toes in front of the camera in such a hypnotic way that I almost forgot to breathe. She made me lose track of time, and to don’t care about anything else but Her and that session. A few times she also faked a footjob, with her feet in the air in front of me and a dildo moving inside them at an increasing speed, while she kept ordering to wank faster and faster…only to stop just about when I was going to explode.
Thinking back to that session there is one thing I understood: ever since it all started, her plan was for me to be as weak as possible. She wanted to bring me to a level of weakness I never reached before. That’s why she kept playing the tease and denial game multiple times, always bringing me to the edge of cumming only to stop the countdown with an evil laugh, asking for a tribute in order to continue. And also there is one special thing she kept saying that night, something that I always considered the most effective way (if done correctly) to obtain anything from me…
Send me a tribute if you don’t want me to end this session right now.
A simple, yet incredibly powerful sentence especially when said while I am at the edge of cumming, after losing all control of my actions. And mind you, I really believe this is a tricky thing to say for a Goddess. If said at the wrong moment, it could easily be a huge turn-off for me, making me react oppositely. But EveSchwarz knew EXACTLY when to say it and how to say it…and she also did that more than once that night. The last thing I wanted was for that session to end. She knew that and used that to keep me sending tributes.
The final tribute
After a while (I don’t even know how much time has passed) I was really exhausted. My balls were super full since I was constantly on the edge of cumming but never allowed to. I was desperate and at the same time super excited and craving for more and more. Her feet in those wonderful pantyhose kept waving in front of me, her perfect red lips kept saying dangerous things, while her tongue was touching them from time to time. It was incredible. And I was totally out of control.
Now you will buy me a new pair of Louboutins
Just like that, out of the blue, after many tributes and a seriously long session, she added this. It didn’t actually sound like an order, more like a prevision. More like describing something that she knew was going to happen. She knew I was in a sort of trance. She knew I was as weak as I could have ever been. She knew buying shoes is not something I usually do. But she had me at her fingertips and she was going to abuse that power.
I hesitated. It would have been a huge 600 Euros tribute to send, and something inside me was still somehow resisting that idea. I remember even trying to bubble something in chat like “no Goddess…I can’t…” or something stupid like that. But she had a different opinion of course. She knew she had all the power to make me say “yes” to anything…so she took me bits by bits into her spider net.
Since I was in that state of trance, she knew she had to guide me to what she wanted me to do. So she started giving me small orders while using the tease and denial game to make me say “yes”. At first, it was just a simple “look at your credit card”, then something like “click the send tribute button”, then the detailed instructions to what I had to type and click. I was like a zombie, that was the only way she could have made me do that. Small, simple tasks done slowly while being teased to death. All those tasks were all done with one purpose: bring me to send a 600 Euros tribute. Did she succeed?
You bet she did. At the very last thing I had to do (the click on the “send” button) she used all the most intense teasing she had used till then, only concentrated in one, huge, irresistible countdown… and when she arrived at the number 3…she stopped. Smiled. And only said
“Now you will buy me the Iriza Louboutins, and then you’ll cum like you never did before. Click that button.”
And it happened exactly as she said. This new pair of Iriza Louboutins are the result of that tribute. And every time she wears them I get reminded of that night. Of the night that gave me the reason to slow down for a while. Of the night when I had the most intense, incredible, session ever. The one where all my deepest and most secret fantasies became reality right in front of me.
Because EveSchwarz is pure magic. Pure, powerful, unstoppable magic. And remember: if she wants you to do something, you WILL end up doing it.
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