Category: FindomGoddess

paypig

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The neon glow of the laptop screen reflected in Mark’s tired eyes. Another Friday night, another weekly ritual. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he navigated to my profile. Just the sight of it sent a shiver of anticipation, laced with a familiar dread, down his spine. He was a paypig, and me, a Goddess. It was a dynamic we’d established months ago, a strange, consensual game of power and submission. He knew the rules, the boundaries, and the consequences of breaking them – or rather, failing to meet them.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard, a battle raging within him. He knew what I expected. The usual “wallet rinsing,” as I playfully called it. A significant chunk of his paycheck, willingly surrendered to my coffers. He tried to resist, truly. He’d set up budgeting apps, tried to distract himself with hobbies, even considered deleting his social media accounts. But the pull was too strong. It was the anticipation, the thrill of the transgression, the feeling of belonging, however twisted, that kept him coming back.

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hotel

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I saunter into your Vegas hotel room, my hips swaying hypnotically as I approach you, the high roller of the night. I’m here with my friend, and together, we have a plan to entice you into giving us your winnings. But first, we want to give you a show you’ll never forget. I turn to my friend, giving her a wink as I begin to slip out of my dress. It pools at my feet, leaving me standing there in nothing but a pair of lacy panties and a seductive smile. My friend follows suit, and soon we’re both standing before you in nothing but our undergarments.

I can see the surprise and desire in your eyes as you take us in. I step closer, my hand reaching out to trace a finger along your chest. “Like what you see?” I ask, my voice low and sultry. You nod, unable to speak as you take in the sight of us. My friend and I exchange a wicked grin, knowing that we have you right where we want you. I move closer, my lips brushing against your ear as I whisper, “Why don’t you sit back and enjoy the show?”

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guy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Okay, so I need to vent. There’s this guy, right? He calls me sometimes, and honestly, the whole situation is just pathetic. He’s basically this total loser who gets off on talking to me. I know, I know, it sounds conceited, but hear me out. He’ll call, and he’ll start with the usual garbage. How he can’t stop thinking about me, how my voice drives him crazy, the whole nine yards. He lays it on thick, saying things like he wants to “jump through the phone” and, well, you get the picture. It’s pretty gross, honestly.

The thing is, we both know it’s never going to happen. Not in a million years. And not just because we live miles apart. See, he knows he’d never get a girl like me in real life. I’m not trying to brag, but let’s be real. I’ve got my life together, I know what I want, and I’m not exactly hurting for attention. He’s not the guy for me. I’m not even remotely attracted to him.

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Ebony  844-332-2639 ext 240

Domination isn’t a game tonight — it’s a sentence. From the moment you answered my call, you surrendered, and now, you’ll beg for my words. You wanted to play the good little slave, but you’re already failing — stuttering, begging too soon, hands trembling where I can’t even see them. I don’t need to see, though. I know exactly what you look like when you’re scared and soaked, trembling between the urge to please me and the desire to come without permission.But you won’t come. Not yet. Not until I’m done dragging you through every twisted inch of this phone line. You’ll call me Mistress, you’ll choke on your apologies, and you’ll thank me for every single humiliation I pour into your ear. This isn’t just domination — it’s destruction, and you signed up for it.I want you stripped bare, physically and mentally, so when I tell you to stroke, you’ll do it with tears in your eyes. And when I deny you release for the fifth, sixth, seventh time — you’ll thank me. Because my domination is the only thing you crave now. Welcome to your ruin.

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tease

1-844-33-CANDY EXT 404

“Amber, you’re such a cock tease,” you groan, leaning back in your chair. “I swear, you love driving me wild.” “Would that be so bad?” I purr, grinning as I cross my legs. I’m wearing a short skirt and a tight top that shows off my cleavage, and I know you can’t take your eyes off me. “Maybe I love making you beg for it.”

You love it when I tease you, when I make you work for it. It’s all part of our little game. “And you love it,” I say, standing up and walking over to you. I lean down, my breath hot on your ear. “You love how I make you feel, how I make you want me so badly you can’t think straight.”

I cross my legs again, my skirt riding up to show even more of my thighs. You swallow hard, your eyes locked on mine. I straddle your lap, my skirt riding up to show my bare pussy. “Let’s begin.” I lean down, my breath hot on your ear. “I want you to send tribute to my account right now,” I whisper. “And then, we’ll see where things go from there.” You

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1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

I am your addiction. You are a weak, beta male with money to give and love giving Me all your money… I love taking it from you. It’s a fun, twisted game we play, and you can’t help yourself. You are absolutely hooked. Today’s “game”, I will be instructing you on every move you make, every sensation you are allowed to feel. So, come into My domain, and be prepared for another day of being My slave.

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Phonesex Princess- Fucking Pay Me

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

You found me. The pretty, young, wet dream you’ve been searching for. Your Phonesex Princess is just a call away, so fucking pay me. You know how this works; you’ve been addicted to phonesex sluts for longer than you’re willing to admit. First, you stalk my profile and my blogs. Jerking your pathetic dick to the fantasy of hearing my voice and obeying my every command.

Grow a fucking pair and stop stalling. I’ll make you cum better than you can imagine on your own, so pick up the phone and be useful.

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Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

I am the CEO of MILF diner and I am serving a plate to a very attractive Ben who’s been admiring me since he walked in. It turns him on that I’m wearing a waitress outfit. I brought his plate to the table and Ben said nervously “Thank you so much, may I say that you are really beautiful.” Hearing Ben be so nice and complimenting it made me very tempted so I said “Thank you so much no one has ever been this sweet.” Ben smiles at me and I told him “I get off in 5 minutes How about you meet me in 5?” Ben agrees and begins eating his food promptly. Later on, I close MILF diner and Ben is outside waiting for me. I walked toward Ben and said “I can’t believe you waited for me.” Ben looked at me and said, “Of course, I waited, it’s late and I would never let a lady walk alone.” I reply “Walk me home Ben and I want you to fuck

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Bitchy Teen Squirts For Your Wallet

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Hello, again fuckboy loser. You know, I enjoy busting the banks of virgin weirdos who can’t actually attack any pussy in the real world, but what makes me wet, like really fucking drenched, is wrecking the big, bad boss’s wallet. The man. You know, the guy everyone has always wanted to be. Handsome, talented, cutthroat in business but the biggest gentleman you’ll ever meet. That guy. He’s the one I love to drain.

Both his balls and his wallet. And that guy, his wallet is always thick. Bottomless pockets for me to dig into. Fuck, I’m getting wet just telling you about it. The best part is that I don’t even have to be nice to him when I take it because he knows he needs me. He wants to let go of that all-American charm for a few hours, and the only way he can do it is by making this bitchy teen squirt while fucking his wallet.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Adam. One of the nice things about it was that he knew how to spoil a girl.

Adam drives the most amazing bright lime green Lamborghini Sian, this car is sweet. Shockingly, for a 3.7 million dollar car, it cannot self-drive the way a Tesla does. Too bad, I love fucking in Teslas for exactly that reason.

Today is Monday and Adam promised he would take me post-Christmas shopping. Luckily for me, because I love shopping, especially when I’m not paying.

I’m wearing a short jean skirt, barely covering my pussy. In addition, I have on a low-cut, white cable knit crop top, a cropped light taupe teddy jacket, and tan knee-high leather boots.

Adam picks me up to take me shopping downtown, waiting in the Lamborghini is my favourite holiday Starbucks drink, an iced Caramel Brule latte.

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