Article originally posted on June 7th, 2011 It’s getting worst. It’s nearly one year and a half since i started this blog, and after all this time i can clearly see that i’m getting deeper into Financial Domination. I’m trapped. As of today, i spent more than any other of the previous years…and that’s not what i promised myself when i started this Finacial Domination blog. I was going to stop, i was going to resist, i was going to spend…
There is no escape for me from One Great Diva, the moment i start thinking that i could maybe resist Her…She sort of “feels” it and shows me how powerful She is. Today i went to see Her, swearing to myself that it would have been quick and just to see that i could resist. Boy i was wrong. She was dressed in an incredible way…stockings…incredible shoes… and the way She lights a cigarette, the way She looks at me……
Article originally posted on April 18th, 2011 It seems it was silly for me to even think Financial Domination could have been over… She brought me back into it with a…”virtual slap” i could say. One Great Diva caught me online the other night… at first i was acting strong, well i was actually sure to be strong enough..but her attitude, her beauty, her power…made me fall all over again into Financial Domination. She got 300$ in half an hour…and more…
I never expected this could happen…but it did. One Great Diva decided to come here on my blog, and posted a comment on one of the articles. This makes me feel honoured…but also, in a way, even more at risk than before. Because if i ever had some doubts, now i am sure that She reads this blog, She knows about this and She probably uses all the info i put here against me. Is that scary? Yes it is…but also…
What happened today really surprised (and honoured me): one of my goddesses posted a comment to my blog! At first i was (and well, still am) VERY excited by this…but the nature of the comment made me think a lot: she is angry. Luckly she’s not angry with me (or well, not yet), but she is with some of the guys coming to her video after reading about Her on my blog because…well they just don’t know how to properly approach…
Why should i keep denying this? My problem it’s not having gorgeous and powerful women (like Diva) using my fetishes to control and ruin me… my problem is that i’m addicted to slavery. Whenever i’m online and i don’t see any of the two Queens that are ruining me….i just go and look for other Queens (in the places i’ve actually listed here on the right), in the hope to find someone else as powerful and gorgeous as they are….
I thought i already had enough problems with My Goddess dominating me…but i was SO wrong… She wasn’t actually the one who brought me into this, she wasn’t the one who made me a mondey slave… that was One Great Diva. Last year she literally raped my wallet in a few days… i was SO scared (seriously) that i blocked her on every way possible. And that worked… till last night…i don’t know how She found me, i don’t know how…
I had to make a video of her… just to show everyone how powerful she is… even if, i have to say, there is no way you can understand her power unless you go and see her live. She’s mean, she’s smart, she’s gorgeous, she’s sexy… and yes, she WILL rape your wallet…that’s what she did to me…and what she keeps doing… because i just can’t escape from her… i can’t… and maybe… i don’t.
It’s not over. It was for just a few days…then… one night i logged in…and saw HER online…the one it all started with…the one that i will probably never be able to forget or resist. My one and only Diva was there…online… i went into her videochat… and… it all started again. I didn’t post till now on this blog because i was too ashamed…but…what can i say… my fight is on again…although i totally failed my first goal. On…
I have to admit, although i am trying to quit from being a Moneyslave, i still have the “need” to check out the newest photos “my” Mistresses put online. Today i came back from a short vacation so, as soon as i remained alone, i went to check their galleries… And sometimes, when i look at some photos, i get the impression that those photos had been taken thinking about me, screaming my name, calling me to action… giving me…