An entertaining slave recently had called me back the day after I helped him have a little bender. As he was describing his hangover, not even knowing what he spent until he logged in and looked at his transactions and then calling Me the second his wife finally left the house had me laughing my ass off…
I had told him I wanted to put his story in my blog and he should write me a blog post explaining what he just told me so I could post it here. This is what the loser sent me
“Several weeks back I had began exploring the niteflirt site after being lead there through seeing some of your vids on clips4sale. I had never called any of the numbers before but as I drank and worked up my courage I decided to give it a chance and arranged a call. That night after an $800+ phone chat and purchasing you a gift off your amozon wishlist I woke up the next morning feeling rather foolish for having spent so much on just a crazy fantasy of being taken advantage of and used by a beautiful Princess like yourself. I swore to myself that even though it was a very exciting experience I would not do that anymore. Not only the experience of realizing I had spent so much for my fantasy but having to now make sure to capture the bill before my wife could find it and ask questions of what I had spent this money on.
Fast forward now to the other night, my wife had gone out for the evening with some friends on a girls night out. I had been drinking again and started to get that horny urge to get online and check some vids. A bit of a warning here, be careful if you start to get excited by the financial domination and blackmail fantasies because they become somewhat of a curious addiction. I think it is that idea of flirting with something so dangerous and trying to hold out, telling yourself that I would be way to controlled to ever fall down that rabbit hole for real. The danger increases as you pour alcohol on the fantasy; like gas on a fire. I started to think of my chat with Princess Mindy and convinced myself I would call her for a quick few minute phone chat just to ask if she had received her gift and liked it. As I nervously hit the call button I prepared to make it a quick in and out although my cock was hard enough to cut glass at this point. When she answered I instantly get dumb and start fumbling for words. Princess suggets some more shots to ease me down and get comfortable and sure enough that works. The double edge sword is the more alcohol, the more comfortable and also the more suseptable to be taken advantage of (even though I realize it as it starts and it gives me that rush I crave I try and tell myself I will only go so far).
After a little while of chatting I realize I need to add some more money to my account already, having only about $150 to start our chat. Panic begins to set in because for some reason the cards I try using are being rejected. I know I have the credit avaiable and begin to get extremely frustated. Realizing I am going to run out of time I apologize and tell Princess I need to call her back and I need to call the card company and find out what the deal is with my cards being rejected. I get it worked out (a tip: if you have a chip the card companies are being very active in holding charges before they are verified for fraud protection). I dial back in and Princess answers. Well things begin to get a little more fuzzy in my memories here on out, I do know that a tribute right about this time is in order and given ( $100). Princess has me downing more Jim Beam and feeling the effects as the bottle keeps getting closer to empty. As it gets later and I feel more paranoid of my wife coming home and catching me the Princess convinces me more that my wife is probably cheating on me. Well another gift from her Amazon is bought at some point, realizing this the next morning checking my emails and seeing a receipt in my inbox ($ 150+). At some point Princess relizes that at this point in the night she usually has a different rate she charges so she instructs me to call back again in a minute after she raises the rate on me. Honestly I didn’t fully understand at the time but reqardless the minutes began to add up pretty quick. All in all we must have chatted well over an hour still with me not fully sure of what I may have been rambling in my drunken stupor by this point. The next day I had a wicked hangover and a sinking feeling of spending over $ 1000+ on Princess Mindy (it stings for sure but I am not complianing Princess).
I had to wait an extra day because of my hangover and not having free time with the wife being around to get back in contact with Princess. The biggest reason was to ask just how much I had told her in my drunken stupor. There are several parts that I truly don’t fully remember. Sensing my insecurety and being vulnerable I suppose, Princess made it clear it is not really her job to remind me of what I said and recount our chats. She asked me to type out my recounting for her blog and being nervous again and this time very sober, also with not as much time, my wife was only going to be gone for an hour or so to the store, I hastely typed out a short description that didn’t really please Princess. This hopefully will help to correct that problem.
By the way even my simple call to try and assure myself that I hadn’t done anything to over the top in my drunken state the other night, ended up being almost $ 500+ call and I am now a member of her site at an increased rate that will ensure that I will continue to spend on Princess for the next 3 months at least whether I get the nerve to call again or not. Princess will stay implanted on my mind, still wondering what crazy things I may have told her in the midst of my drunken state of arousal and knowing that I feel a responsibility to follow through whether drunk or sober, aroused or not. Not sure what trouble I have got myself into with this but knowing it is for Princess Mindy I will stay constantly on edge and aroused. After all it is a previlage to take care of a Princess. Thank You Princess Mindy you are truly addicting and wonderful.”
amazing, right!
~ Princess Mindy
