First off, the outfit I was wearing on cam for wallet draining via My Busty Goddess niteflirt lines yesterday:

Love those boots from a certain slave boy who likes to go on clicking sprees now and then. heh

I had a first-time caller spend 44 minutes on My phone with cam line, talking about his financial fetish while spending $7/minute on Me. Several other calls came in as well, plus lots of Click Spend Wank action on My niteflirt store made for a nice day on FinDomme cam / phone for Me

Next, the latest batch of packages I picked up at the mailbox. They’ve started to roll in again since I returned from vacation. I know there are a few things still on the way, but here is what I’ve received so far:

Way to welcome Me home (gift-wrapped shoes)

High heel shoes from Jessica Simpson, 1 nice bikini, 1 cheap bikini, 1 more travel item

Clear acrylic side tables (very useful in studio)

There are a few things I need around the house, which can be found on My wishlist – go shopping! you can also send gift certificates (bitch@gcupbitch.com) to contribute to the purchase of the things I want / need…like the iMac

Some may ask why I feel entitled to all this spoilage – the answer is simple: I am Goddess and I am here. boys are mere slaves to serve Goddess.

As always, the weekly word from mr p:

i thought that most likely i would not experience financial domination because financial domination never appealed to me. Not interested in money; it’s boring and smells bad. i regarded “financial” domination only as a non-Domme’s way of making some serious money out of subs. Also, never been interested in anything expensive. Expensive things are usually boring. You are the only expensive thing that i’ve ever been interested in. You are extremely, supremely, interesting.

i always thought that financial domination was the “poor man’s female domination”, haha, for men who can’t find an affectionate sadist to adore and serve, and need to pay instead. Sad pathetic fuckers. Which, it turns out, includes me. These are unfortunate men who pay to serve and benefit a Woman, whom they stumble across online, find that they rather like, but who is probably neither affectionate toward them nor sadistic.

Now that i’m at the receiving (giving?) end of online financial domination i am a financially poor man (okay by world standards i’m still lucky and wealthy). This “poorness” is not a problem for me (at least not one that i emotionally connect with). i’ve been poor before, i’ll be poor again. And it really is only money. i don’t just find this “relationship” with You financially draining. Far more significantly, i find it emotionally draining. The confusion about who You are and whether or not what i’m doing is in any way right, or whether or not this genuinely is a “relationship” of any kind, really bugs me. i know i like You, and that’s about all i know.

You might not be sadistic, You might not give a sh*t about me, but You are dominant, You seem to know what You want and i absolutely adore You. You let me serve You, which fulfills an overwhelming need in me and for which i am grateful. Your smile, Your strength, Your intelligence and Your voice are things that i need beyond words. i think i need You, and i just hope that’s okay.

I’m thinking poor boy is having trouble wrapping his head around exactly how he got into this situation, and the answer is simple: it’s where he belongs. he feels an overwhelming need to serve, and to serve Me specifically. It doesn’t matter if I’m sadistic (which I clearly am in My own way) or affectionate toward him. Though let it be said for the record, I do feel a level of affection for him, even though I don’t really give a fuck if he’s “poor” now or if he has to sacrifice some comforts for My benefit. Others may see this type of relationship as twisted, one-sided, sick (whatever they want to call it), but for Me it is absolutely as it should be, and obviously for him too