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Always weak for OneGreatDiva

Always weak for OneGreatDiva

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

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

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?

Spoiling Goddess Ambra

Spoiling Goddess Ambra

More than one month passed since the end of July when my 40 days of total freedom (home alone) finally ended. I’ve spent a lot during those days, that’s no secret. What I still didn’t tell you, it’s whom I’ve spent them with…although I’m sure you can kinda guess it.

One of them (because you know… I’m not loyal) has been the magnificent Goddess Ambra.

She took the chance of those days to show me, once again, how incredible her beauty and power are, draining all my energies (and money) more than once during those days. 

Of course, it’s not like She intentionally waited for those days and then contacted me to drain me…but it just happened. Being free as I was, I was craving to serve Her once again… and that’s what happened. I was lucky enough to be able to spoil Her properly on a few occasions.

I still have vivid memories of all the sessions we had, since each one of them has been specialintense and satisfying. Not even ONCE I found myself regretting what I did with Her, Not even ONCE I woke up the morning after thinking “damn, I was an idiot last night, spending that much online”.

She DESERVES it all.

And I’m not just saying it…I mean it. She uses all her incredible skills each time, She never leaves things behind, She never looks somewhere else or is not focused on the session. When you are with Her, there is no escape. There is no way you can hope She will stop torturing you while smoking a cigarette or taking a break in any way. She will always be all over you, always using Her power, constantly teasing, denying, torturing, demanding… no stop. 

One session with Her is probably one of the most intense experiences you can have on cam. She gives all herself in those sessions, you feel like she is there focused on destroying you totally: nothing else is on her mind, nothing else can distract her. 

She enjoys what she does, She even gets excited at times during a session…and no, she’s not faking it. I have enough experience to tell when a Goddess is faking it or feeling the excitement of the moment. 

And when it comes to Her beauty…I don’t even know where to start from. Perfection is the word when it’s about Her: from Her beautiful eyes to Her perfectly shaped feet. From Her fantastic ass to Her wonderful boobs. Every inch of Her body expresses beauty, sensuality, power

Last but not least, of course, another of the things that drives me crazy about Her it’s her genuine, deep, unstoppable passion for nylons. She has only the best quality ones, I never saw a run on her stockings or pantyhose, never saw her wearing cheap nylons. Always the best, and most of the time Wolford, as I think she has a specific passion for those. To my eyes, this is something to go CRAZY about.

Goddess Ambra is exceptional and serving her was (and always is) a true privilege. If you want to do the same, click here and visit her cam page… you won’t regret it.

What it is like to be one month alone

What it is like to be one month alone

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 🙂

Home alone: dangerous and exciting

Home alone: dangerous and exciting

It surely isn’t the first time that I’m home alone, but the feeling never changes, the results never change. My wife left me alone till the end of July: I am now home alone.

Remember the movie with Macaulay Culkin, “Home Alone“? Well…somehow it’s the same. He starts being totally happy and excited about it, being able to do everything he wants, whenever he wants. Then… he discovers the risks of being alone: people trying to enter his house to steal stuff and money.

I’m vulnerable

In a way… I feel kinda the same. I am now able to do whatever I want, whenever I want. Online and offline. No limits, no pressure, no second thoughts. But I also feel…totally vulnerable.

The chances of being online with the right privacy were not that much till a few days ago, somehow protecting me from spending too much… now it’s totally the opposite. I always have privacy, I can always do whatever I want… in a few words… I’m an easy target.

How am I supposed to resist if a Goddess comes to me giving orders, teasing me as She knows I’ll fall? No way I can escape, no way I can say no… I don’t want to, actually.

The result of all this? Well… I suppose I will see at the end of July when the wife will come back…a quick look at my bank account will probably answer this question pretty fast… meanwhile… all I can do is… enjoy these days.

10 Years of Financial Domination

10 Years of Financial Domination

Today, 1st May of 2019, marks my first 10 years into Financial Domination.

10 years ago today, OneGreatDiva showed me what it means to be a moneyslave. She took out from me what probably has been hidden inside myself for a long, long time.

Had a session with Her for three nights in a row, and in each of them, She made me fall deeper and deeper into Financial Domination. It was a few months later that I decided to open this blog, believing it would help me stop and forget about it: boy I was wrong.

Financial Domination is a part of who I am, a quite big part. I can’t stay without it, as I would feel sad and unsatisfied otherwise. All I can do is try my best to keep it under control so that people I love around me don’t get affected.

And I am doing just about fine at the moment: finding a balance between my financial domination “needs” and my family ones. A balance I always stick to (with a few exceptions).

10 years in numbers

Another “fetish” of mine are statistics and data: I like to keep track of everything, including my Financial Domination experience. As you all know, on this page I keep track of all my spending but… how about some more data?

It has been now 3.652 days since I started in Financial Domination, and in all this time I had 1.557 online sessions, for a total of 34.392 minutes spent with those beautiful Goddesses.

As I’m guessing you all know, I had just one real-life session (this one with Goddess Ishtar of course) and I’m afraid I can’t tell you how much it really lasted…because She is so gorgeous that I totally lost track of time (and money…actually).

How many Goddesses did I serve? Well, it would be improper to say that I’ve really served all those I’ve paid a visit to (many times I visited them only once, and left unsatisfied)…but I can tell you that I visited 444 different Goddesses in these 10 years. And you all know which Goddesses I really served and spoiled for good, as I spoke about them over here.

And yes…there is one number I’ve left out so far. In the end, Financial Domination is (mostly) about spending money, and You all know I’m not shy to admit how much I spend. So I got the total from all my spendings.

In 10 years in Financial Domination, I’ve spent 174.137$

I don’t know if it’s too much or not, and I honestly don’t care. I know I didn’t make any harm to the people I love for this, I know I was a good moneyslave to many Goddesses, and I know I’m working my ass off in order to keep my Financial Domination fetish alive.

It has been 10 years, and I’m quite sure it won’t stop anytime soon. Financial Domination is a part of who I am.

Because I’m a moneyslave.

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MsClassy: many new reasons to serve Her

MsClassy: many new reasons to serve Her

One of the Goddesses I’ve been serving for a really long time, MsClassy never stops giving us more reasons to serve Her: let me explain to you what I mean.

New pictures

A few days ago I had the privilege to see some new pictures MsClassy took at a photoshooting: needless to say, I nearly lost ability to breath.

Always thought Her beauty is somehow unique and uncomparable to others, and these pics only confirm that. She’s elegant, beautiful, powerful, seducing…and every picture shows exactly that.

New name

Besides that, there is also something important about Her: She’s using a new chathost name on CamContacts: MsSupreme.

If you follow my alerts on Twitter or this site, you won’t have any problems in reaching Her (since you don’t even need to know her chathost name), but if you don’t well… be sure to click here, visit her profile and bookmark it. You don’t want to miss Her, do you?

Her birthday

Finally…Her special day is approaching. April 16th will be Her birthday, and surely that’s a perfect chance to show how much we adore Her. Everyone loves to get gifts on a birthday…and Goddesses are no different. So just be sure to do something special for Her, You know She deserves it right?

Goddess Ambra: Beautiful, unexpected, obsession

Goddess Ambra: Beautiful, unexpected, obsession

Seems like life is full of surprises and, sometimes, the least expected ones are the most beautiful ones.

As I wrote a while back, I’m not in a very good period for my financial domination spendings: real life problems are limiting my ability to spend and, obviously, to enjoy my fetish at it’s full extent.

Being in this situation, I really never expected to have some great experiences (although I did, as you know if you follow my blog), but even less to have the ability to actually find a new Goddess I would go crazy about.

That’s because, usually, less money means… no way to get the attention of a Goddess you’ve never been in touch with.

Unless… She’s too much for you to resist. And no matter what your financial situation is, you’ll do ALL in your power to spend and get her attention.

That’s EXACTLY what happened to me with Goddess Ambra.

It was a night from few months ago, one of the usual nights. I was alone, I was tired after work, I was looking at my Twitter feed.

I honestly don’t know who shared a post from Her Twitter…but I do remember that as soon as I saw it, I was totally hooked.

It was from one of her videos: she was driving a slave crazy while being dressed in just a pair of pantyhose and a bra. The whole scene was magnificientShe was magnificient.

I literally jumped into her Twitter stream, looking at one picture after another. Her magnificent body, her green eyes, her true passion for nylons. I was out of my mind already.

Needless to say, I was desperate to see her in cam. Desperate to feel the power of a Woman so beautiful on my brain. Desperate to see what I would have done under her control.

But it didn’t happen for a few days. She’s of course very busy (and surely I didn’t think I was the only one running after Her), so I had to wait my turn. Of course after having sent a first tribute, just to let Her know I was serious.

And then, a week or so after that, it happened. She allowed me to see Her live.

Let me save yourself from the waiting: Yes, it was a magnificient session. More than I could ever imagine for a first session with a Goddess.

It’s like She could read my mind… She knew what would have drove me crazy, and She wasn’t afraid of using it to get more and more from me. She was so sensual, so aware of Her beauty, so aware of the power She could have on me.
Every move, every little talk, every look was perfectly aimed to get me under her Power. And so I was. Unable to go away, unable to think of anything else but Her.

I quickly learned that She has a genuine and deep passion for nylons, specifically for Wolfords. As I do. And what also really hit me was her incredible beauty: green eyes, long black hair, an ass to die for (literally), and probably the most attractive feet I’ve seen since a very long time.

When the session ended, I was left with the feeling only a few Goddesses managed to leave me with: pure happiness.

Drained? Of course I was…but I didn’t care. I knew I had spent more than I should have done, considering the period…but I didn’t care. It was worth it, because I was happy. Happy to have met Her. Happy to have been able to spoil Her as She deserves.

Needless to say, that was just the first session… Because I’m hooked now. And there is no way I can be without Goddess Ambra now. And if you don’t believe my words…click here and see her Live. Trust me, you’ll agree on everything I wrote here. Everything.

Meeting Goddess Ishtar: My First Real Life Experience

Meeting Goddess Ishtar: My First Real Life Experience

meeting ishtar: my first real life experience

I’ve been writing on this blog for about 8 years now, basically ever since I discovered my Financial Domination fetish. And In all this time, everything always happened online. Cam sessions with some of the most beautiful women I could ever dream to meet in real life, from the comfort of my home, behind the safety of my computer “power off” button.

One of the Goddesses I’ve been serving for the longest time is, by no doubts, Goddess Ishtar. I had my first online session with Her in September 2010: from then on, countless times She has been raping my wallet. Countless times She scared the hell out of me with Her incredible power. Countless times I’ve been dreaming, one day, to finally be at her feet. In real. Well, last week it happened.

I met Her and experienced Her beauty and power in person.

It all started about 2 weeks ago when we were in a session and She told me She was going away for about a week. To my surprise, I discovered She would have been in the same city of me, as I was planning a business trip in the same European city.

At first, I was full of doubts, didn’t even know if proposing to meet Her or not…but, as usual, She was smarter than me. She noticed the desire in me and played on it. With Her incredible beauty, She convinced me to meet Her in a matter of minutes. But, of course, it wouldn’t have been free.

She told me She very rarely meet slaves, and only because I have been serving Her for so long She would consider this. But I had to make it worth it.
And that’s when I started doing what a moneyslave is supposed to do. I started sending Her money. But this time the feeling was more intense than usual because I had a goal in mind, I had a dream just very very close… I had to catch it. And She knew all this.

After I sent Her about 6000$, She agreed to a meeting.

We didn’t set lots of details, as She said She didn’t want to be bothered with a scheduled. It would have happened, I just wouldn’t know exactly when.

My business trip started, and all I could think about was meeting Her. I kept looking at my phone constantly, waiting to see a message from Her. Waiting for Her to tell me when and how we would have met. And then it happened.

Tonight, 11pm.

Followed by a google maps link to a very famous nightclub in the city.

It was early afternoon. But I had to leave the meeting I was having. Too excited, too anxious, too happy. I spent the whole afternoon just thinking about that moment, just trying to imagine what it would have happened, how she would have approached me, what she would have given me the pleasure of doing for Her.

This is how Goddess Ishtar was dressed that night

At 11pm I arrived at the place, went in, got myself a drink, and took a look around. I couldn’t see Her. I decided to sit down on a place from where I could see the entrance, hoping to see Her coming in pretty soon.

 

After about 20 minutes, I saw her. And I can’t describe you how I felt. I was as excited as anyone can be, for a few long moments I even had trouble breathing. She has been in my dreams for 8 years. I have been fantasizing about Her for all this time, day after day…and finally She was here. Walking towards me slowly and with a beautiful knowing smile in her face.

She had a yellow top, a black leather skirt, black nylons (Wolford, as I discovered later) and black high heels. Beautiful and perfect.

She arrived at where I was sitting (well, standing now, of course) and gave me Her hand for a very friendly handshake.

“So we finally meet, are you ok? You seem a bit nervous”

To that, she added a nice smile, which actually contributed to making me relax a bit.

Time passed by without any reference to domination. We had a few drinks (well I had more than her, as She told me She doesn’t like to drink), talked about general stuff, smiled..almost like two friends. She probably noticed I was too nervous, and tried to calm my down. And She totally succeeded in it. After half an hour or so, I was feeling really really nice. Relaxed, happy… in heaven.

Then everything got spectacular. Out of the blue, She told me:

“Now listen. You will give me your phone with your home banking app unlocked. And you will give me a foot massage“.

I got an instant hardon. It was really happening. I was really going to experience something I only ever dreamed of until that moment.

I immediately gave Her my phone with my home banking app unlocked. She took a sip of her drink, then slowly went down with her hands, took off her heels, and put her feet in my lap.

I had Goddess Ishtar feet in my lap. For real. And I was allowed to touch them.

I almost couldn’t believe it was really happening, so at first, I kinda froze and was unable to move.

“Give me your best foot massage. Now!” She said, pointing her finger to her feet.

Her Wolford nylons felt incredible in my hands, her feet were warm, perfect and smooth. I already knew every inch of them, at least virtually, but feeling them in my hands was another story.

I gave the best attention to her feet that I could: her toes, her soles, every part of her feet. And as I was doing that, I was in heaven. I totally forgot about my phone, my bank account…really didn’t care! It was the best moment of my life!

Giving a foot massage to Goddess Ishtar
Giving a foot massage to Goddess Ishtar

After about 30 minutes (so I discovered later), She gave me back my phone saying:

“You’ve been good, now you can give my toes a goodbye kiss

Kissing her toes guys, I was going to kiss Goddess Ishtar’ toes! My eyes probably popped out, because she made a beautiful laugh right after she told me that…but I did as She ordered me. I gave her toes a soft kiss, trying to treasure that moment as much as possible. As I knew it was going to be the end of the night.

After that, She just put Her shoes back on, took the last sip of Her drink, got up and told me: “It was nice, hope we will do it again one day”

And She left. I couldn’t even say anything. I just watched Her leaving and stayed there, probably looking like a zombie, for 20 minutes or so. Still didn’t realize what it just happened.

When I came back to my Hotel room I finally remembered She had my phone the whole time.

Unlocked it and saw a picture She took while I was giving a foot massage! That pic would have helped me remember that night even more, so glad She thought about taking it!

Then i opened my home banking app.

She took 5200$

And I don’t even think She took too much. She took what She deserves. And I feel that was a way for me to thank Her.

Because last week I had the time of my life. All thanks to Goddess Ishtar. And I don’t care if it costed me 11.200$.

A picture of her I took that night

Goodbye Financial Domination!

Goodbye Financial Domination!

Ok, I admit…title is a bit too drastic, but I do believe I’m going to face a quite long period of forced abstinence from Financial Domination, and the reason is quite simple.

No More Privacy

You see, when you have a special someone in your real life (a lovely wife, in my case), the times when you can actually be alone are always directly connected to her habits. If something changes, you may as well end up in a situation like the one I am now.

She has no work, meaning she’s always home. But that didn’t stop me from going online till now because she usually goes to bed way earlier than me. Late night was my “privacy time”, the moment of the day when I can be on my own and…well… make the usual damage to our family finances.

Unfortunately, this is changing. More often than not, she goes to bed VERY late, making it for me impossible to stay up after that (considering I need to wake up at 7 am for work). Will this be the end for me in Financial Domination? Probably not, as it’s in my nature… but I am quite sure it will put quite a big STOP on my spending.

Am I happy for this? Absolutely not. I’m actually kinda angry about this…but I doubt I can confront her with something like “hey, go to bed so I can wank and give our money to my Goddesses“…right?