I’ll be updating from there ..and it is going to be interesting *laughs*
You’ll find Me there, as…who else?

LaurenRules

The reason I am such an effective financial dominant, is that getting rich is the side effect of being a financial sadist, not the purpose of it.

I have a fetish for financial sadism.  I love the power of seducing men out of large sums of money.  I love the rush I get from truly making a man crazy enough over me to pay me obscene amounts of money to glimpse a photo or to hear my sultry voice saying things that make him lose sight of the money he is spending.

And I get off knowing that when he realizes days or weeks later how much I have extracted it will make him sick to his stomach.

And I get off knowing that I’m training him to be aroused by my fucking him over again and again.

So arouse Me….

Bankruptcy boy J, is actually on the phone with Me as I write this, because he is getting off on it.   All day long was devoted to his foreclosure and pending bankruptcy and the lucky boy has been walking around with a woody.

He tells Me that that he keeps looking the mirror and saying, you are going bankrupt!  And how much of a thrill he is getting from fucking over his life to serve Me.  So far today, he’s has spent another 1800 on Me, for a running total of almost 5K this week.

What better way to go out in a financial flashfire then to share the intimacy of that experience with a beautiful money sadist?

Even after I posted his story yesterday, the drama for the day wasn’t over.

I finished my evening with a 32 minute $40 a minute call with boy J, dedicated to bankruptcy for Me instead of a mortgage company.

For every fifty dollars he is spending on Me, he is printing out a Fifty Dollar Queen Lauren bill and putting it in his wallet.  His wallet is getting pretty thick.

He began his day today sending Me $1000 in emails and then a nice long $1050 phone conversation.  He called right after he had been on the phone with his mortgage company giving him the foreclosure news that he was being foreclosed on March 15th.  They stuck a “For sale by lender” sign in his front yard this morning.  It made his dick hard and he sent me the 1K in ppv mails then called Me.

I’m sure he’s off to the store to buy more copy paper to print up more Lauren Bucks. No doubt I’ll be hearing from him again tonight.  So far this week he’s handed over more than 4 thousand to me and I plan to take more while the harvest is ripe. Yum.  Just as it should be.

So I’m due to close on my home the same week he is losing his, and plans to give me every penny he can to make My experience easier.  It is harder to ask for more from a slave. (But I’m working on that!)

And so many of the rest of you are filling up my email box all turned on my Bankruptcy J’s story!  The rest of you financial slaves getting turned on by it, can send me a tribute, you hear? 🙂

A few days ago I posted a suggestion that those of you losers close to an inevitable bankruptcy allow Me the honor of finishing off your financial woes.

And Bankruptcy boy J has taken Me up on My kind offer.

He is four months behind on his mortgage and has maxed out most of his credit cards.  He is about to be closed on by a mortgage company I will not name, but will tell you has been IN THE NEWS as a prime example of sub-prime mortgage stupidity and is one of the beneficiaries of the government bailout.Edit

So instead of giving anymore money to that corrupt and useless corporation, instead he is giving the rest of his money until he is broken to Me.  Today I jacked up the phone rate on him, and got money he had earmarked to try to make a mortgage payment, and we will be maxing out his two remaining credit cards over the next few days and then he will have NOTHING.

His money will go to such better use for Me…as I finance my sensible prime fixed rate mortgage in my house buying quest!  I can fill it with beautiful new furniture faster than I hoped.  There is a leather living room set I have my eye on.

So today…I get $1500 instead of the floundering stupid mortgage company in Niteflirt money, and he has promised me a fat Amazon giftcard to buy some new furniture for my house (3 1/2 more weeks!)

I will keep you all tuned for the continueing adventure of Bankruptcy boy J.

If anyone else cares to have Me guide them into bankrupcy, I will begin to keep a running total for a few weeks on how much money has been saved from the government bailout and given to Me instead!!

I got this email from one of My slaves

Dear Mistress Lauren

I definitely have a problem I can’t control. You control it.  It scares me to know you can do whatever you want with me and I am helpless to stop you. I love you and I hate you. You excite me like no other has. The notion I can get you hot by playing your games makes me try even harder. Your games take complete control over me. I was shopping at the supermarket yesterday and I hesitated to pay $8.99 for some buffalo wings, thinking that was too much.  Then I remembered how easily I hand over thousands of dollars to you.  Anyhow I didn’t get the wings. I’m afraid that someday I will give you everything I have.  I know that is your plan, but I don’t know what I can do to prevent it.

Your slave,

phil

He sacrificed his chicken wings, and I turned around and sent him an email for the price of them, 8.99….just for the point of it! (That’s much cheaper then he usually gets). (yes he paid it!)

To drive in the point that he is there to sacrifice for Me…..I’ll take the $8.99 and much much more, thank you very much!

Are you dancing on the brink of financial disaster?  Too many bills? Your stock holdings have tanked? Not enough income?   You know you’re on a collision course with the bottom and its going to result in you losing it ALL.

So I have a better idea.   Instead of letting it gradually be eaten up by mismanged credit companies and mortgage companies that had executives escape with golden parachutes, and lawyers who do nothing but harass you with pay now letters and the endless pit of the IRS…..instead of that, go out with style.
Allow Me to do the honor of nailing the final nail in the coffin.

I deserve your last few dollars much more than any of those bastards.  I’m still living in style, but I do LOVE being the catalyst for a spectacular crash and burn of your finances.   So go out with a bang and let ME fuck you over.

Not on the verge of bankruptcy?  Want to know what it feels like?

Just call or email and I will show you how a manipulative, exploitative beauty loves to wallet fuck you.

I am patient.  I work My potential money slaves.

Every slave is a potential money slave to Me, even though slaves serve Me in other capacities.

So what do I mean when I say I ‘work’ a slave? That means that I learn about him, what motivates him, what triggers he has, what buttons I can push.

Then I push the buttons and link the act with financial sacrifice.  Or I simply make him care so much about how I make him feel, that he will make any sacrifice do ANYTHING to serve Me, including spending a boatload of money.

I’m working one slave right now to push him over the edge to give me his savings that he has for a home downpayment.   I mean, I’m buying a home right now myself, and I deserve that money more then he does. And I know when that said slave reads this, he will call me.

Sounds cold?  Yep.  But really…that is what a financial domme does.  I’m warm when it’s needed, but I occasionally train my slaves to be aroused by coldness and misery.  I know how to do it..I know how to be perfectly mean.
Or maybe I train by making them feel like their service is important in my life and they are proud to render to Lauren what is Lauren’s…. because I am superior.

I have a Niteflirt slave who makes sure that every morning he has clicked my *buy me a cup of coffee* button, and emails me that he is waiting on bended knee with a hot delicious cup of coffee.  (and during My recent cold, he made sure it was herbal tea!).  He manages also to make the email every moment a bit different, pleasant to read and it always brings a smile to My face.
This slave has served me in this manner….clicking My $5 tribute button every morning for over a year now.  Many times he does tribute more, or buy photos, but that is extra.  The regular tribute I know he will reliablity send Me.

He gives up a latte every day so I might have one.

Sacrifice is service.

Thank you dear coffee slave!

I have mentioned before that I am house hunting, and actually putting an offer on a home today (If I can talk them down a bit…)  And the kinky part of me looks at all the possibilities in a home that I can’t freely verbalize to the Realtor without scandalizing him.  Each place for equipment, or attachment points gets noted with a smile. I envision lots of kinky parties.  And a dungeon in the ….basement (And part of it has these beautiful rough stone walls that look dungeon-like!)
I do have an ultimate fantasy for a well appointed dungeon, one I’ve never actually heard of.

Imagine the bondage furniture. Imagine the wall of well apointed toys.  Rows of strap ons and whips and leather implements. Chains. The smell of leather.

And then imagine in a prominent corner, a banking center.  An ATM machine, a little teller window capable of processing loans and checks and transfers.  Even a bookish teller quietly standing behind the bars in the teller window waiting to do his/her duty.

And then the slaves.  Money slaves arriving for their session to thoroughly rape them of all their assets, using every tool at my disposal.   Yum.

I don’t “really” see having a bank in my dungeon as hugely feasible….nor am I really interested in running a professional dungeon. Very problematic in my community in fact.

And of course, actually getting an ATM in my home..highly unlikely.

But maybe I can run credit cards…..*giggles*

Oh and here is a photo from the latest shoot. Wearing that fur felt so very luxurious. Wait until you see how much I tease with this shoot.  (Email me and ask me about it!)