One of the most significant days of the year is fast approaching: September 27th, the birthday of one of the most iconic, powerful, and stunning Goddesses—Eve Schwarz, my one and only Feet Goddess!
A few days ago, I was thinking of how I could possibly surprise her this year (as difficult as that is, since she knows me so well). I began browsing through our private chat on her official fan page. One of the great features of that site is not only being able to message her whenever I like, but also receiving links from her to exclusive private videos. Honestly, I never considered myself a fan of video clips—or so I thought. I had always assumed a live session would feel more personal, more intense, and unique.
However, while scrolling through the chat, one video caught my eye: she was wearing a stunning tight dress, black pantyhose, and heels, dangling her shoe in the most captivating way. It was just $10 to unlock, so I did.
The video was only a minute-long, but after watching it a couple of times, I wanted more. She had posted several others in the same “series,” so I purchased those too. But that wasn’t enough. The deeper I went into our chat, the more incredible videos I found to unlock. I couldn’t stop. I kept buying one after the other, my excitement building with each purchase. Within minutes, I realized I had become hooked on her breathtaking videos—something I never imagined could happen to me.
Apparently, my sudden video-buying spree caught her attention, because soon after, she sent me this message:
“I think you’re trying to impress me for my birthday. You know a few clips won’t cut it, right?”
Of course, she was right. My goal all along was to impress her with a gift that would truly show how much she means to me. And yeah, I knew deep down that 20 or so clips wouldn’t be enough. So I replied, “Of course, my Goddess. Please tell me what would be appropriate.” Her response? A picture of the Iriza Louboutin heels—the same model I had bought for her before (as I mentioned here), but this time in a different color.
Her message only heightened my excitement. I started a one-on-one call with her so she could be “with me” while I completed the purchase, and in just a few seconds, the order was done. Shortly after, she ended the call, telling me with a smile:
“Good boy, well done”
The shoes arrived yesterday, as shown in the pictures she sent me:
Since seeing those photos, I’ve been dreaming of the day she’ll wear them—teasing, commanding, and draining me with her unique, powerful, and magnificent style. Something tells me that moment is coming very, VERY soon.
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.
It’s not the first time (and I’m sure it won’t be the last one) that EveSchwarz shows me how wrong I am about what I think excites me and what it doesn’t. Why? Because she’s just too powerful, that’s why.
It has only been a few days since I wrote about my (bad) opinion about group draining sessions: I don’t like them, they don’t excite me, I would never want to be in one.
Or so I thought
I have a fetish for legs and feet in pantyhose ever since I was a teenager, and a Woman wearing trousers just doesn’t interest me. She’s not as sexy as in a miniskirt, her legs in nylon are hidden, come on it’s just not for me.
Or so I thought
If there is one way EveSchwarz has to show me Her immense power, is proving me wrong on this kind of thing. A few nights ago, after finishing my work, I logged online just to have a look around. Started browsing Twitter, cam sites… you know, the usual stuff we all do.
She had a leather catsuit on, Louboutin high heels, and nylons (later I discovered being pantyhose). She looked incredible. Her perfect body was like a perfect match with that outfit, her legs looked even longer than usual, her incredible ass was breathtaking. I couldn’t leave. I had to stay and watch a bit.
Thing is, she was super busy as usual. I could hear her asking tributes to a few different guys, giving them orders, calling them one by one: it was a group draining session. You know, that kind of session I don’t like. I thought of just enjoying the show, without taking part in it…but she was of a different opinion.
At one point, between one order to a guy and another, she said, looking deeply into the cam:
“Spoil me Massi, it’s your turn now. You know you want to”
To be honest, I didn’t KNOW I wanted to… till then. Those words instantly turned me into an obedient puppy. I sent the first tribute and started acting like I had no brain. Well, it wasn’t really acting… she did actually take my brain away, piece by piece. She was moving in the sensual way only Her can do, her voice was hypnotic, slowly giving orders to others, then to me, then to them…one by one…sometimes I stared while she was clearly giving orders to others and ignoring me but…she did it in such a perfect way that I never felt left out. It was a constant switching between one and another, with perfect timing, always giving everyone the right attention. It was perfect. I had a magnificent time.
The next morning I woke up happy but also a bit confused. Do I even know what I like? Does it even matter?
Through all these years, I’ve always asked myself why at a certain moment I feel the NEED to spoil a Goddess, to be drained by her. What triggers me? Why don’t I always react the same way? Why one day I’m like running to my credit card, while others I seem to be stronger?
Of course, there are obvious “everyday life” reasons, like being tired from work, being upset, not feeling well and so on… but why is that, even if one day I feel the same as another, there still is “something” that triggers me more than everything else? Recently I gave myself an answer.
Variety
I totally adore all the Goddesses I spoil and have spoiled in all these years, I think the world of them. They are magnificent, irresistible and everything…. but. I have to face it: if every time they come online they look the same, I kinda get….well… bored. There I said it. I hope it doesn’t sound disrespectful, but it’s just the plain truth. For my brain to “trigger”, I need to see something different in Her, something that makes me “wow” as in “wow I’ve never seen Her like this”.
It can be even a small thing like a different makeup or different hairstyle even if, obviously, what makes me run to my wallet is when her dressing style is different. A color of nylons she doesn’t wear often, a skirt I haven’t seen her wearing for a while, a new pair of shoes… all those things are like magnets for me. Even just receiving a picture by Her showing what she’s wearing, with an order to serve her, can easily trigger me if variety is there. All my defenses fall, leaving my moneyslave instinct free to run wild and let myself be drained.
EveSchwarz knows this and abused it last night
It comes to no surprise that a Goddess like EveSchwarz knows me more than I know myself, so I guess she figured out already my “variety trigger”…as that’s exactly what she used last night.
As I sometimes do, I decided to go and have a quick look at Her free videochat (I know, it’s lame…but I just can’t help myself sometimes…she’s too much). I thought she would have been dressed in all black, as she often likes to dress: beautiful and stunning but, somehow, something I’m kinda “used” to resist.
I was wrong.
She had a red bra on, under a black leather jacket that put it all in plain sight. Her skirt was a different one: red with the shape of a high heel shoe drew in black over it. She had black pantyhose on, and a pair of wonderful Louboutin’s shoes. I froze. I was unable to move. As if something inside me was ordering me to don’t move, to stay where I was. She saw I was there, and sent me a very brief message.
“Show me how much you want to see me wearing tan pantyhose”
I really don’t know how she knew. How she knew exactly what I was thinking about at that exact moment. I was thinking “She’s incredibly gorgeous…if only she would have tan pantyhose on, I would be in huge danger”.
I was unable to reply to that, scared of the consequences and, at the same time, excited by the idea of seeing her in this uncommon outfit.
A couple of minutes passed without me saying anything. Then she just sent me another message:
“Show me”
That was it. I sent her a tribute and just wrote her “Sent“. Then I stayed there, waiting for Her to use me however she wanted. She left the cam for a second, and I could hear she was looking for pantyhose. Came back with a brand new pair of tan Wolford pantyhose, with a sexy line on the back. Looking at me with her wonderful and teasing eyes, she slowly took off her black pantyhose and put on those magnificent tan ones.
She looked amazing and…different. Or at least, different just a bit to trigger my “variety weakness”. I was unable to resist, unable to do anything else but stare and follow her soft, sexy, hypnotic voice.
One tribute after another, I was acting just like a puppet: each time she told me “send more”, I did it without even thinking twice. Then, after quite a while, she started ordering me to touch myself, of course cumming without her permission wasn’t an option.
But her teasing, her beauty, her power, her orders were just too much for me… and when she ordered me “go a little faster” while waving her sexy nylon foot in front of the cam… I simply exploded, unable to control myself. It was like an instinct, something I was not able to stop. She was too much, and I was too weak. She obviously didn’t like this and ordered me to send a double tribute because I’ve been bad…which I did of course, again without even thinking twice.
Variety might trigger me for sure but… EveSchwarz knows how to use and abuse that trigger. As if I even needed one reason more to consider Her one of the best Goddesses ever.
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 EveSchwarz to have a new pair of Louboutins 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.
“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 EveSchwarz 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 EveSchwarz, 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.
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