One pic. One pic is enough to speak directly to my soul, to let my slave instincts awake, to let me visualize each and every session I had with Her in all this time. And that’s exactly what’s happening right now, as I’m looking at this pic from MsClassy.
Her feet into those fantastic sandals, her fantastic curves that made me dream so many times, her face so intense, so sure of Her beauty and power, so sure we will all fall to Her feet at a snap of Her fingers.
She is just the perfect image of a spoiled Goddess…She is, of course. You look at this pic and all you can think is “I need to spoil Her, it’s my duty in life“. You can’t just see this pic and look away, you come back and look at it again and again, trying to understand why and how a single picture can inspire all these feelings in You. But you can’t. Because we can’t explain why we are slaves and why we feel the need to spoil a Goddess as Her. But we do.
Impossible to be calm and relaxed, impossible to control our actions, impossible to stop ourselves from spoiling her…and I surely know that, as soon as she will snap Her fingers, I will fall to Her feet with no chance to escape.
And i will be happy. The happiest slave on earth.
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
If you follow this blog, most probably you are going to say now “Her? again? Oh, come on!”….but that’s the way it is. I can’t define myself as a loyal slave, I keep visiting new Goddesses online…but Her, OneGreatDiva, just can’t be compared to anyone else.
It’s not only her beauty (which i don’t even need to speak about)…it’s Her attitude, Her brain. As i think i said many times, for me the domination starts in the brain. I am quite an intelligent person, and i don’t fall easily as it may seem reading this blog. Yes i can fall once or twice for someone just because of Her beauty but… to keep falling deeper and deeper, to keep acting like a puppet… She needs to be smarter than me, She needs to be wiser than me, She needs to be more intelligent than me.
And that’s Her. OneGreatDiva always knows how to push my limits, always knows my weaknesses, She seems to be able to read my mind, and knows in every single moment my limits. One time she will make me spend a lot (like a few nights ago, 850$ in videochat), another time she will just refuse to even accept me on cam… it’s like She knows how much i can spend each and every time… and when i’m not around… She knows how to “call me”…by just posting some pictures on Her Twitter account…
I need to face reality. I will never have the balls to meet a financial domination Mistress in real. Never.
Why do I say this? Because yesterday, Goddess Ishtar, a gorgeous, smart, powerful Goddess I visit quite often online (although I’ve never talked about Her on this blog) told me She is going to be in Florence this weekend. Yes, in TWO DAYS she will be more or less 5 km far from where i work. And she didn’t hide the fact that She would have been ready to meet me….
But I am too scared. Too scared of losing control. Too scared of spending a real fortune. Too scared to do things I might regret in the future. Too scared to live my fantasy in real. Too scared.
She knows way too well how to make me weak, She made it very clear that She would bring me shoe shopping. She made it very clear that Her goal is to be even more in control of the situation with me.
And I am just a big coward. I will not meet Her. And I will keep imaging how it would have been….