Remember when I wrote about me finding the balance, that would let me live happily with my Financial Domination fetish?
In this post I described how I managed to keep spending without hurting my real life or people around me: finding another job was enough to cover my Financial Domination expenses.
Well, turns out FeetGoddess disagrees with that. And She showed that to me the other night.
I was already on a tight budget this month, and I was totally determined in keeping things under control. But then…FeetGoddesss showed up wearing a new pair of tan pantyhose I’ve never seen before Her wearing.
Lately, I learned She was actually wearing Wolford Naked 8 pantyhose, Agent Provocateur bra and panties…. and a beautiful pair of Prada Heels.
At first She didn’t pay attention to me (kinda normal, as She has dozens of slaves waiting to serve Her), but…after I made a few simple comments about the outfit…She knew She had me.
Dangling her heel in front of the camera She just said:
Come to me, You’ll spoil me properly tonight
And that’s exactly what I did. Like a zombie, I went into her private chat, and like a zombie, I started spending my hard earned money.
She was absolutely magnificent: her legs and feet looked even more perfect in those smooth Wolford Pantyhose. Her shiny heels were like a magnet to my eyes, like an instrument to hypnotize me. Her perfect lips moved slowly as she spoke in the most sensual and powerful voice.
I was in heaven. Or so I thought.
When the session ended I gave a look at to how much I had spent: 1000$. In a matter of minutes.
My budget? Destroyed. My balance? Lost. My money? In the right place: her pockets.
I always knew FeetGoddess was dangerous… and last night I just had another proof of that. I should certainly try to stay away from her chatroom now…but I already know I will fail. It’s impossible to avoid temptations for me.
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 magnificient…She 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.
I should know by now: I can never predict what’s going to happen when I’m alone and vulnerable. Nothing can be planned in findom, nothing at all. And what happened last night wasn’t an exception.
I was just getting ready to switch off my computer, after a long day and a pretty boring night, when I got a message from MsClassy:
“Take a look”
After that, She just sent me this picture.
Obviously, my plans of switching off the computer and go to bed where canceled. But I still didn’t know what was going to happen, all I knew was that this was a magnificent picture of MsClassy legs in Wolford pantyhose. Enough for my heart to start beating faster.
I reacted in a pretty silly way, something like “wow” (yeah, I’m never too original in those moments) and thought that was it. Boy, I was wrong. After about one minute of silence… She sent another one.
If the first one caught my attention, this one started to drive me crazy. Her perfectly shaped legs could easily be seen, and those shiny Wolford made them look even more amazing. Her toes in a perfect position, to enhance their beauty and power I know so well.
All I could say was a simple (and classic) “Goddess, You are incredible“. Which was exactly what I thought at that moment. And yes, I started getting excited. But she didn’t say anything for a while.
After about 5 minutes, that I spent looking at our chat unable to type anything or move away, She decided it was time to increase her pressure on my self control. She sent two pictures this time.
Yes, She is beyond beautiful. Her perfect arched feet, Her beautiful face, those unique and gorgeous eyes… all those details that made me spent more and more in the last few years. All those details there, in front of my eyes, in those pictures.
She knew I was now under her control. She knew I couldn’t run away or say “no” by now. And after a few seconds, She only said:
“Now you will go to my room and send me a 500$ gift”
And this made me discover something I wasn’t aware of. My favourite cam site recently added the ability to send gifts. You just go to Her profile, click a button and select the amount to send.
It took me less than 10 seconds to spend 500$, and without even asking to see Her or anything. I just sent the gift, got a nice “well done Massi” from Her…and ended my night.
What happened was that has killed my softly (and slowly) with those pictures…leading me to where she wanted. To have me under Her total control.
I might not talk too often about Her, but believe me…once MsClassy gets you, there is no way you can ever run away. Time can pass, but once She decides to gets you… She gets you.
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.
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.
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!
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$.