I haven't written about Faggot ATM since April, when I recounted $5,000+ in cash rapes, but he's been busy serving ever since. If you add up all the numbers, Faggot ATM's lifetime total now easily exceeds $15,000. He's taken the torch from Number One and gilded it with gold.
Most of you reading this would be decimated by financial damage of that magnitude, but the ATM has a good job, and he loves nothing more than pleasing me. You don't need thousands of dollars to accomplish that mission, so don't let this post make you feel ashamed and insignificant. Small amounts add up to big ones too, as I've repeated countless times.
Rape One
As a general rule, I don't pursue slaves. Most are driven by their dicks, a fact that makes them unpredictable and unreliable (you likely know exactly what I'm talking about). I prefer to enjoy my time, letting slaves approach when they're willing and able to serve. Faggot ATM is one of the few exceptions to that rule, and that's not just because he has deep pockets. When I hit the ATM up, the effort tends to actually lead somewhere.
This first rape is a perfect example. Back in May, I messaged the cash fag when I was in the mood to drain. He was getting ready to move and packing up his stuff, so I figured nothing was going to happen. "Just in the mood to pillage," I explained when he asked what was up.
"God I need dick," Faggot ATM immediately wrote back. "Around tonight? May do a group thing." Haha. You see what I'm talking about? So much for packing. The ATM's thoughts were immediately turned to me.
Around 12 hours later, the slave asked if I wanted to join a group for $501. With that kind of start, I imagined that this gang rape might be even better than the one I described in Faggot ATM's last post. Well, I'm not even going to bother with the details. Let's just say this group didn't come close to replicating the magic of the first one. The other guys were too demanding about getting the cash, and that's not the most effective way to drain the ATM, who's eager to give it up in the first place. Nonetheless, I ended the night with $951, which was still a pretty good haul.
Rape Two
This was another group situation, though I couldn't see or hear the other guy this time. Faggot ATM sent me $200 to start, adding another $300 by the time I had stripped down to that black Under Armour jock he loves so much. $500 already.
The slave sent another $100 after I told him about my other conquest for the day.
"Am I your good fag?" he asked.
Obviously that's Faggot ATM's goal, to be a good fag. He lives to see that grin on my face, delighting in exceeding expectations and sacrificing for me. I told him that he's a very good fag. By the end of the night, the slave said that he'd blown through his limit for the evening. I finished with $1,150. Yeah, a very good fag.
Rape Three
After a month, I finally heard from Faggot ATM again. You've probably recognized his penchant for groups, but more recently, he's been hitting me up to serve as the closer, teasing his load out one-on-one.
"I'm a little fucked," Faggot ATM wrote. "Wanna cam?"
I'm sure he had more than one hot guy raping him that night, and who did he think of when he was ready to shoot his load? Me.
Faggot ATM sent $200 to start, and I positioned the cam so that my cock, balls, and ass were all visible in the same shot. If you've never had the pleasure of seeing that, you're really missing out. The slave was wishfully sticking his tongue out as if he actually had a chance at licking any of the goods, lapping hopefully as he worked his cock.
After 15 minutes, I had $600 in my account, and then the ATM was gone again. Short and sweet.
Rape Four
Once again, the last cash rape is the best of the series.
"Wanna ruin me?" Faggot ATM asked out of nowhere. He'd been getting raped by other guys earlier in the night, and once again he'd come to me for the finish, sending an initial $200.
I started the Skype call, stripping down and laying there in all my glory. With this slave, that's really all I ever need to do.
"This is a nice view," the ATM complimented. "It's definitely getting another payment." $200 more hit my account.
I was talking while the slave typed, so I don't remember exactly what I said that night (one of the downsides to voice chats when I go to write about a cash rape). I know I was telling the ATM that he had one purpose, one use, which was earning cash for me and handing it over. He was totally fixated on my image, though.
"God you're so sexy," Faggot ATM typed, quickly returning his hand to his dick. "Fuck you are hot."
I stroked as we chatted, the ATM eventually posing a question: "What's your target for me tonight?"
Haha. If you've read a lot of my posts, you might already know that I have a fondness for breaking records. My "target" for any particular slave tends to be an amount that exceeds his highest value rape. As I wrote in Breaking Point, it's exhilarating to push a slave harder than you've ever pushed before, almost intoxicating to watch him give in to your commands.
Faggot ATM's target would be more than $3,000, though, a hefty amount of money for a slave who had just indulged in a night of group fun. Adding up his tributes to that point, I saw that we were over $1,000, suggesting $2,000 as a more reasonable goal.
"I'm so hard," he wrote. The ATM kept sending tributes as he worked his load up, cum finally spurting out of his dick, an expression of total satisfaction fixing itself on his face. The slave dispatched a final $250 for shooting his load, making it $1,850 for the night, just shy of that $2,000 goal. All in the span of an hour.
Faggot ATM might need some time to regain his financial footing after that intense abuse, but I'm already looking forward to our next encounter. Ideally we'll surpass that old $3,000 record.