Miss me? I know you did. I've been unusually busy and unavailable over the past few weeks, which means it's been relatively quiet here and elsewhere. I damaged my computer, which took me out for almost a week. Then Fucktoy came back from a trip, so I took a few days off to spend with her. I just got back from visiting another friend for a few days. We'll chalk the rest of that time up to vacation. It's my prerogative to take it whenever I want. I'm back now, though. Rejoice.
Don't fret if you aren't mentioned here. There's still a blog backlog of 3-4 posts. I'll try to get at least one up every week, but there are no guarantees. Since I wrote in detail about specific slaves in the last few posts, I thought I would introduce some new faces today. Whether they're up-and-coming slaves or relegated to this single mention is up to them.
Chastity
I've known Chastity for many years now, and he holds a special honor: he was my very first cash slave. If you've ever asked me about how I got started in the scene, you've probably heard me reference this faggot, even though you didn't know it.
Chastity is a perfect example of how I can embed myself in your mind. He's had yearlong periods of no contact with me, and after waiting that long, I've started to think I would never hear from him again. I should have known better. How could he resist me forever? How could he forget me? That face, that grin, that cock, that attitude! You might spend a lot of time and money seeking substitutes, but they never really fill the void. Right?
I gave Chastity a brief blog mention way back in December 2012, writing about his new internet-connected chastity device. He sent me $600 that month and then disappeared until March 2015, when he finally recognized that I could give him what he needed. $750 later, I have absolute control of that cock. Chastity spent more than two weeks with his poor little dicklet locked up, a reality most of you cannot possibly imagine. That's when my computer fucked up. Poor Chastity, expecting release, was left desperately seeking me for days. It didn't take him long to bust when I finally unlocked that key. Haha. It's always easy looking at me.
Again, as I said back in 2012, don't play with chastity if you're a beginner. One, Chastity's device costs $500 to buy, which is a huge initial commitment for most. Two, don't underestimate how much having your cock locked up might drive you fucking crazy. Can you really imagine?
Prospect
I'll have to give this fag a temporary name, since I haven't gotten the chance to know him very well. This slave noticed Monkey's strong endorsements on the Faggot Slave Thinking blog and worked up the courage to contact me. We had a good introductory conversation, and I ordered him to send $100, which he dutifully did. Always a good sign. At that point I departed to go out and have some fun, telling him that we would talk again over the weekend.
Alas, this new slave met me at the worst possible time, because I damaged my computer the next morning and spent almost a week offline. Surprisingly, he still managed to make my day. A couple days into my electronic exile, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find a totally unexpected package. I took it and tore the box open having no idea what I'd find inside. Surprise, the pair of Beats headphones I’d put on my wish list back in December, and a scrap of paper with this slave's name on it.
When I finally caught up with Prospect later in the week, he explained that he wanted to buy the most expensive item on my list. Good job. I felt infinitely better about my computer being temporarily wrecked while I used those Beats with the spare.
Despite reaching almost $500 in tributes, this slave never had a real session with me. He saw me for maybe 5 minutes one night and seemed super excited about getting more, but he never contacted me at the appointed time, and he didn't respond when I last messaged him. Maybe he got scared? It happens all the time. Perhaps this little mention will rekindle his interest.
Niteflirt #1
I'll give this faggot a rather unflattering temporary name because he's disappeared. Niteflirt #1 sounds like a loser, and that's not far from the truth! This slave is a pathetic loser, and he was lucky to discover me back in February, when he first got the balls to hit me up. Taking his computer over with Teamviewer, I drained $60 on Niteflirt that first night. A couple days later, after Niteflirt #1 got the paycheck from his second job, he lost another $60 to me. I took more than he claimed to have, considering his necessary expenses for the next week, but he promised to make do regardless. Niteflirt #1 had no choice.
Niteflirt #1 promised to replenish his account the next week, and I was online at the time he dutifully assured me he would show up. This loser never did. A couple days later, he reappeared, admitting that he thought he could do without me and had been fighting his desire to give in. Niteflirt #1 failed in that mistake. When you have that desire it's not something you can resist. I drained $120 of Niteflirt #1's paycheck that night, admonishing him for his stupidity.
Your earnings might be meager, but they're mine to command. Accept it. Deal with it. I'm going to take it, and then life will go on.
Lucky
We'll call him Lucky for now, and soon you'll understand why. This faggot added me on Yahoo and immediately sent an Amazon gift card as proof of his sincerity. I've seen this happen twice in the past couple of weeks, and I'll assure you it's a great way to avoid being labeled a time waster.
I was working on a blog post when Lucky approached, but I started a chat anyway. He explained that he had been serving another master for more than a year but was growing bored with the guy. Lucky had spilled $2,000 or so in that two years, which isn't a ton of cash. While I worked on my blog post, he sent more Amazon cards. Ordinarily, Lucky wouldn't have had an opportunity to see me that night, but then Faggot ATM appeared, eager to be used. After sending a pile of cash, I turned the cam on for Faggot ATM and mentioned that I had just been fucking another fag. He asked if the new guy would want to join, and then I added Lucky to the chat. He had the pleasure of hearing and seeing me after just a small tribute, and I extracted more than $100 from him in that single night.
Lucky, despite his fortune, deleted me from Skype after that night, perhaps understanding that he couldn't possibly keep pace with the pattern he'd just established. Maybe that's true, but I'll take his cash regardless, and when he sees this, let's hope he garners the courage to stand up and accept his new reality.
Clit Dick
This unfortunate faggot is everything I'm not. He can't help but find himself drawn to me. Short and boasting a 3" cock, Clit Dick claims to be married. If that's true, I feel really bad for his wife. My soft cock is bigger than his hard! More than twice as big. Fuck!
After an initial February appearance, Clit Dick dropped $350 over the next few weeks. Seeing my fat cock really reminds him of his lowly place, and he's never seen it at its best. His loss. He'll be back and eager to worship a real man at any time now.