Real financial mistress story
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All my slaves know that I am perfect, with gigantic wealth, beauty and power. What they do not know is where all my cash comes from. I do, naturally, and I always enjoy recollecting all about it.
I was 18, and out at a club with some buddies. There was a gruesome old guy sitting in the VIP area. He kept looking over at me. The idiot was completely smitten, and I knew it. Even at that young age, I knew the power that my beauty gave me.
At one time in the evening, after he’d been looking at me, I just walked right up to him and told him that I knew just how beautiful I was, and that if he wanted me then he have to prove that he was deserving of me.
‘What will it take?’ he asked.
‘For me to pick up my skirt and show you my panties, it’s going to be 100 euros’ I lied.
‘Okay, here’s a one hundred euros,’ he claimed, as he gave it over.
I took the note, then smiling, ‘I’ve changed my opinion, it’s going to be 500.’
I spotted a grin and flash of excitement on his face as he instantaneously handed over the additional notes. ‘I am going to bleed him dry’, i thought to myself.
‘Actually,’ I said, ‘I have decided not to show you my pants. No, instead I’ve decided that I desire you to strip off in front of everyone. And it will cost you all the cash in your wallet.’
‘But,’ he began to say.
‘But, what? Do it. Do it now!’ I barked.
Confused, but excited, the man froze.
‘Look, it’s awfully simple’, I related. ‘First, I reach into your pocket and take your wallet’, I revealed as I did just that. I removed the wallet, opened it up, and took the thousands of Eurodollars within. As I did so I felt truly attractive. I recollect licking my lips and feeling so attractive.
Regaining myself, I looked at him. The wretched, pathetic simpleton. ‘Actually,’ I said,’you appear old and vile. This place is for cool folk who look good. Just get out of here!’
Turned on himself, though he didn’t actually see why, he obeyed. I tittered to myself as he ran off, before counting out the money : 6,500 euros!
‘This is easy’ I said to myself. ‘I am never going to work. I’m just going to squeeze money out of simpleton men.’
So it all began…
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