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The 20,000 Euros Findom Lie: How Close Did I Come to Getting Caught?

The 20,000 Euros Findom Lie: How Close Did I Come to Getting Caught?

One of the biggest challenges faced by married financial domination slaves is keeping all the expenses hidden from your beloved partner. Usually, I do a good job in setting aside a special budget (with a specific source of income) to Findom and, that way, I’m never worried about my wife finding out about my expenses. What I’m most worried about is avoiding being caught in the act, if you know what I mean.

But what happened in Portugal with Goddess Ishtar goes beyond anything I have ever faced: how do you hide the loss of about 20,000 Euros? And how do you recover from the loss of the summer vacation money?

The days after that magical night (I still truly believe it was magical, and I’m super happy it happened) I constantly focused on one thing only: recovering as quickly as possible a good part of that money, and build up an explanation in case my wife would ever find out. I had to solve both problems pretty quickly, unless I wanted to risk ruining my marriage forever: how could I do that? Where could I find all that money so quickly? How could I build a believable story to tell my wife? I had to come with a plan, and do it quickly: so I decided to fully focus on one problem at a time.

Without TRUST, there is no escape

Before getting into details on how I solved the whole situation, let me make an important premise: trust is what greatly helped me to get away with this. You see, I’ve been happily married for a long time now and, believe it or not, I always made sure my beloved ones were my top priority. I’ve always taken super care of my wife, always made sure she felt happy, loved, protected and, yes, spoiled too. The way I always acted, made her trust in me grow day after day and now, this trust, is what saved me from a disaster.

I’m saying this because I’m pretty sure that some readers could end up thinking she is either naive, or that I am simply making up a story. None of that is true: with the right trust, things like this ARE possible. But it is not easy to build a relationship like we have, and I know many guys that can’t even get close to what me and my wife share.

Recovering the money

The first idea I had to come up with, was how to recover the money that got drained from my bank account: about 14,000 Euros. The rest, the cash I gave Goddess Ishtar in person, was already covered by some budget savings: I wasn’t really worried about those 5,000 Euros.

I was starting to get overwhelmed by all these thoughts, so I decided to take small steps towards the solution and write all those small steps down. The very first I came up with, was creating a list of people that could lend me some money: I included only those that I knew could come up with at least one thousand Euros, obviously with the promise of paying them back with interest.
For my job, I get in touch with people from all over the world and, luckily, some of them can easily handle this sort of amount of cash: the list I came up with was of 12 names, not that much considering they would have had to lend me more than 1,000 Euros each, but I had to start somewhere.

I think I made like 30 phone calls, back and forth from those people but, after 12 long hours of constant negotiation, I started seeing the light: 5 of those people would have been enough to cover the whole 14,000 Euros, and they were ready to send the money as soon as I was going to give them the payment info. I also took one extra precaution: they would have sent the money to an offshore account I rarely use, one I created a while ago to easily exchange cryptos. That way, I would have only needed to make one transaction from that account to mine: it’s easier to hide one transaction instead of five of them.

In 2 days I had all the 14,000 Euros back into my bank account. And yes, I knew that meant contracting a huge debt with those 5 people (obviously, the interests they wanted were quite high), but at least the immediate danger was almost gone. But how could I cover those movements, and what story could I build in order to explain the situation to my wife (in case she ever found out)?

Covering the tracks

Thanks to the trust I wrote about before, I knew my wife is not the one that constantly checks our bank account. She knows I’m the one mostly taking care of it, and she totally trusts me. But I couldn’t take any risks and just leave those transactions there: I had to bury them somehow.

The easiest way was to make a lot of small transactions, so that those big ones would have been further down in the list, and so less easy to spot. I remembered that our Bank app only shows the latest 30 transactions, so I started using my debit card on pretty small stuff like newspapers, coffee, ice-cream, whatever I could come up with while walking in the streets of Lisbon. In a couple of hours, I managed to make about 35 transactions, for a total spending of 150 Euros. If someone opened my bank app now, the amount shown would have been roughly the same as before, and those two huge transactions would have not been so noticeable.

It was, though, stressful and exhausting, but it seemed I made it: I was “that” close to be safe. The only thing left was to create a plausible story for my wife, hoping anyway that I would have never needed it.

The plausible story

How could I explain 14,000 Euros getting away from our bank account, and then come back a few days later? Who was that company I’ve sent 14,000 Euros to? Why did they come back from an offshore account under my name?

As it often happens, they way to make an absurd story a bit more plausible, is to play the part of the victim, especially if the executioner is the boss of the company you work for, a guy you always hated and that your wife knows always made your life at work difficult (to say the least).

The story (which I hope I’ll never have to tell her anyway) was similar to something that already happened in the past with this guy: him asking me to do some shady stuff, in order to keep my job. It happened a couple of times in the past, but those times it involved only small things like sending a certain parcel from the post office, or sending a wire transfer of a few hundred euros to a certain company. No big deal really.

Sure, you can see where this is going. My awful boss called me in Lisbon, fuming and agitated. He demanded I transfer 14,000 Euros to a company he owed money to, promising to pay me back the next day from his personal account. Feeling ashamed of the situation, I did it. That’s why I haven’t told my wife about it – hopefully, I never will.

Lessons Learned: Trust, Boundaries, and the Power of Findom

To summarize the lessons I learned, financial domination can be incredibly exciting, but it demands extremely careful handling.
Building trust with your partner is key to enjoying financial domination while preserving your relationship. Remember, your real life and financial stability must always come first.
Maintain separate budgets to avoid jeopardizing your and your loved ones’ well-being. Always prioritize them in your thoughts, actions, and behavior. Financial domination can be a part of your life, but don’t expect it to disappear if you want lasting happiness.
Finally, encounters with powerful Dominants like Goddess Ishtar can be unforgettable — a thrilling mix of empowerment and submission — but also incredibly dangerous, with significant real-life consequences.

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When you need your “fix”

When you need your “fix”

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 😉

She’s inside my brain, and She won’t leave

She’s inside my brain, and She won’t leave

Goddess Adriana is inside my brain, inside my bones, inside my soul…and I just can’t escape from Her. Well, I don’t even WANT to escape, to be honest.

She just KNOWS the “buttons” to push and when to push them. Her brain is sexy, her body is sexy, her movements are sexy, her style of dressing is just the kind every Woman with capital “W” should use.

Last night it happened again. I didn’t have much money left on my credit card…and I told Her I would have been able to see Her just for a few minutes. Instead of reacting like many “Goddesses” in a hysterical way like “then come back when you’ll have money!” (it happened many times to me), She just told me it was fine…and She allowed me to see Her, even on Skype…where the video is crystal clear and amazingly fast.

And I know why She did it. Because She KNOWS I can’t resist Her, She KNOWS that I can’t go away from Her unless She allows me to… and in fact… I was on videochat with Her for about an hour in the end…

I spent 600$

She was dressed all in black, from head to toes: a black sating cocktail dress with an erotic zip on the back, some incredibly sexy pantyhose, and Her black shiny peep-toe shoes…there was no way I could have escaped from all that.

And the thing is… now I am here…desperately waiting for the next time that I’ll be able to see Her, to feel Her power…and i also find myself dreaming DAILY of meeting Her in real, serving Her, be at Her feet in real…

Kneel down and serve Goddess Adriana
More than 22.000$ spent on Financial Domination

More than 22.000$ spent on Financial Domination

And so this year comes to and end. And more or less nothing changed since last year: my financial domination fetish is as strong as ever.

A few minutes ago i’ve updated my expenses record and i saw two things: in december i’ve spent less than usual…and in total, in 2013, i’ve spent 22.025$ on financial domination… that’s a hell of a lot…and something i’m ashamed of but…something i just can’t avoid it seems. Maybe the fact i’ve spend less in december could make me think that i’m improving…but how long will it last? How long till one of those Goddesses will contact me on messenger saying one of the things that excites me most?

I’m wearing nylons, and i’m going to rape your wallet tonight

I don’t know. My journey continues…my fetish isn’t stopping…and my money keeps going away from my pocket.

And while i’m writing this, i just saw one of One Great Diva’s latest pictures…

And then, as a thunder, Goddess Ishtar reminded me Her power

And then, as a thunder, Goddess Ishtar reminded me Her power

It’s Valentine today… and a good husband should be thinking only about his wife… but the thing is…i’m sick, and therefore I didn’t go to work. So I was home this morning…wife away for a couple of hours…and I saw… Goddess Ishtar online.

The temptation was too high…and I asked Her if I could go and see her… “for a bit” I said. Obviously, nothing stops until She says so… therefore we spent 1 hour together…she took about 300$ from me… and also took my brain with Her.

She was MAGNIFICIENT. Her teasing was too much to handle, Her orders were firm and at the right time…She was wearing a short (way short) red dress, tan pantyhose with NO panties and some of the most beautiful shoes I’ve ever seen. Black shiny peep toes with a spike red heel…. I was like a zombie the whole time.

She kept teasing me more and more, driving me more and more crazy each minute…and always ordered me to stop rubbing my cock at the right time….then… my wife called me… Goddess Ishtar saw me talking to her on the phone… and I had to run… my wife needed to meet me for something.

Usually, I would have run away immediately….but Goddess Ishtar told me “wait until I say you can go”….and so I did. I didn’t care if my wife was waiting, I know Goddess Ishtar would have let me go in time…but I had to follow Her orders.

And so She did. She let me go after a short while…made me promise to don’t cum without Her permission (i didn’t manage to!)…and I left.

I am here, writing this article, and I still have Her strongly into my mind, very deep, very strong. Even when I met my wife I was like in trance….didn’t even act normally…she even told me “what’s wrong?”…

Yes, Goddess Ishtar today reminded me of Her power, Her huge power…and I want to end this article with a warning: don’t visit Her unless You are ready to face Her power….make your choice: this is her chatroom

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