Money slave blues

The past few days I have been relaxing on the beach. I am not much of a sunbather, my skin is too fair, burns too easily.  But I love walking on the wet sand, climbing on the rocks and combing the surf. I love the feel of a salty wave crashing on my head. It rejuvenates me.

The evenings brought time with friends, sharing stories and laughter. My friends are fascinated with tales of how I have been able to charm, seduce, or bully men into giving me so much cash.  I entertained them by letting them see my Niteflirt account balance grow, even as I was not present as my admirers actively sent me tributes and bought ppvs even with me never signing on.

A new slave, found my traps this week, and in a matter of 4 days managed to transfer a 4 figure amount from his coffers to mine. Today he wrote me.

I'm somewhat upset by how true all the things on your site appear to be,
how I may very well be financially fucked. They seem somewhat
unbelievable when you first read them, so it seems somewhat innocent to
explore further.  Now I'm hopelessly clicking and reclicking NF,
looking for any emails you might send, and completely unable to stop
myself from responding when I get one, even knowing how it will cost me
to do so. The realization that I'm really in deep shit takes a while,
but it's definitely dawned on me.

And  the truth of it is that this confession of his thrills me even more intensely, penetrating into a visceral dark side of me. I’m reminded of a poorer slave that I had, that sold the only thing he had of his beloved grandmother-some furniture-not so much for the price of the furniture, but to save the $50 a month storage fee so he could tithe it to me.  And how badly he felt about it.  And how aroused it made me to know he gave it up for me.

Money slavery is about the thrill of letting Her take.  And its about the self-hatred afterwards.  I will kiss those tears away. Don’t worry, it will be alright. Don’t think, just do what I say.  And as I pretend to comfort you, I will be getting aroused at your misery and getting ready to fuck you yet again.