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Spoiling Goddess Ambra

Spoiling Goddess Ambra

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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 special, intense 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

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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

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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.

Looking forward to be a sitting duck

Looking forward to be a sitting duck

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Looking forward to beeing a sitting duck

Usually when I know I will be home alone for some time, I kinda feel scared. Unsafe, I would say.

I know that when I’m alone, I am an easy target for Goddesses, and I also know that those are the days I end up spending the most.

But this year I feel different, don’t know why.

I am actually looking forward to it. Perhaps it’s because I am coming out a tough period at work, or simply because I didn’t have that much privacy lately… I really don’t know. Whatever it is.. I can’t wait for these 2 weeks to start.

Since this Friday I’ll be alone for about two weeks, and I get excited even when I type this.

What will happen? Oh I know it very well… we all do. 

Home Alone: 10 days as a sitting duck

Home Alone: 10 days as a sitting duck

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Just as I was saying goodbye to financial domination, the perfect chance to enjoy my fetish arrived.

I will be home alone from today until 10th of February, making myself an easy sitting duck for Goddesses. The only issue is the lack of money… but I’m sure I will manage to spoil and be drained by some of them…in the end…isn’t this the reason a slave is for?

EveSchwarz is surely the one I will spoil the most, as She is the one I want to buy a new pair of Louboutin’s for…again… with the help of my money.

Wish me luck guys..I’m going to need it.

Alone for 2 weeks: freedom or sitting duck?

Alone for 2 weeks: freedom or sitting duck?

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sitting-duck-summer

As it often happens, my family just went away for a couple of weeks while i had to stay here because of work. Just an excuse really, it’s just that i find terribly relaxing being able to have the whole house for myself. That silence and total freedom is priceless.

But…is this really a freedom period or…is it just full of high risks as only a sitting duckfaces?

When i’m not alone, the moments when i have the right privacy to go online and do whatever i want are limited, instead till 19th of august i will ALWAYS have total privacy as soon as go home.

How will i be able to resist any sort of temptation? What will happen if one of my goddesses will come and order me to server Her? Maybe more often than usual?

I think i already know the answer….but then again….i’m getting excited even by the thought of this…

The sitting duck

The sitting duck

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Why do i always find myself doing this “sitting duck” sort of game?

I know everytime she contacts me, i can’t resist her… so when i see she’s online on messenger, i log in and stay there…not contacting her and telling myself “i’ll go in 20 minutes”.

Inside myself i know the excitement i get to be “on the edge”…but i also know i NEED to avoid her, to protect myself against her…

But yet… i play like a sitting duck…all the time…