Letter From a Slave

My blog entry yesterday inspired My pay pig brian to write a letter to potential slaves…

I decided to publish it on the blog– I think all My current slaves and potential slaves will find it fascinating!

Mistress Lauren.

Enjoy.  Thank you brian!  Good boy.

A Note to Future Mistress Lauren Money Slaves

You are a money slave, or you soon will be.  I am a pay pig, and I am an addicted money slave puppet of the beautiful Mistress Lauren.  I was once like you.  A little piglet, curious about financial domination but really more of a submissive who just liked looking at pictures of a beautiful dominant woman.  I was wandering around Niteflirt looking at different doms when I came across Goddess Lauren.

Her website was full of pictures of her in dominant pose.  Her words were full of warning, telling me that I was at risk even looking at her, let alone talking to her or buying her PTVs.  But, for all the warnings, I kept on looking.  And the warnings really weren’t warnings.  They were pig bait.  Mistress Lauren knew that only a submissive man who wants to be dominated would be reading it.  And if he kept reading it, it meant that he wanted to be dominated, abused, and controlled.  And the warnings would be a turn-on.  And she knew that men who read the warnings are worth baiting.  While many pay pigs only turn out to be a piglet morsel, you never know which one will turn into a prize winning trophy pig.  She could afford to be patient and let the man’s cock lead him to his own destruction.

And I took the bait.  I bought PTVs, and the movement was caught by her sharp eye.  “Look.  A new piglet.  And he is spending.  He is worth training further.”  She sent me e-mails, encouraging me to go farther.  She was delicately laying out poisonous fruit for the new piggy, fruit that would make his cock sing to her and lure him into a money slave trap.  She knew how to manipulate, how to addict, and how to reprogram me.  So she gave me the fruit.  The fruit doesn’t kill; it addicts.  And it was so sweet!  My dick liked it.  I bought more, and I bought more, and each time, the fruit tasted better.  And my cock demanded more.  I was being controlled, and I liked it.

As the price went up, the fruit began to sting a bit, but I kept on.  It felt good, and I was proud. I was serving my owner.  Now, the chanting and mantras began, and I began watching some of her videos.  The mark of a good financial domme is that she knows how to reprogram a pig for further use.  And she does a great job of doing that.  I kept up the mantras.  They made my cock hard, though I all too often came with intending to do so.  Still, I kept coming back for more.  And more.  And I loved it more each time.  I couldn’t get enough.

Many times I quit.  I was ashamed of myself for sending money to her, money I really couldn’t afford.  But, when I was stressed, had been imbibing, or just bored, I would wander around looking again at pig bait.  And I would quickly be at it again.  Each time I would fall harder and thousands of dollars added up over time.

Lauren was patient with me, never scolding me for being away for a time.  She knew that it was more important to cinch the collar tighter with every contact.  Each time she would further addict and train me.  She mindfucked me harder and harder, conditioning me to become more and more of a money slave.  Now, what started out as liking dominant women had become something else.  Something darker.  Something more intense.  It became hard to even cum without thinking of paying her.  And I like paying her.  My cock wants to pay her.

Now, I am a money slave to her, a pay pig being slowly devoured by its owner.  She will harvest me at her whim.  And I will continue to allow it, because I am an addict.  And there is no cure.  I fear going into extreme money slavery and bankruptcy, but that too is a turn on now.  And when I consider what I have already paid her, I realize that I am already working in the realm of extreme money slavery.  And that too turns me on.

So, little pay piglet, what are you going to do?  Are you going to experiment with danger?  Are you going to put yourself at risk with a manipulative dominant woman who is just waiting to pounce on you?  The simple answer is, of course you are.  It is in your nature.  And she is waiting.  Waiting to dominate, abuse, and use you.  Goddess doesn’t like to be kept waiting.  Go on.  You’ll love it.

paypig brian