If a Mistress has never taken your money, you don’t know what you’re missing. My financial slaves tell Me it’s the sexiest feeling ever. I know of guys who jerk off to their credit card bills after giving $$$ to Me. IT’S THAT HOT!!! In fact, one of My slaves never feels truly aroused unless My sexy little fingers are digging into his wallet. And I do it soooooo good!

Today’s Freebie, “Cuckslave Credit Counseling,” explores this sexually-intense part of the Mistress/slave relationship. Slave tom’s always been close to Me … and his counselor Leah gets us even closer! Your dick will get hard soon after you start reading Part 1. Just click on the “Continue reading” link on the next line & enjoy!

Blonde, gorgeous, shapely, aggressive, crafty, youthful and extremely intelligent! And did I say beautiful? Add it all up, and you’ll agree that Ms. Leah was the perfect counselor for the 52-year-old male client who met with Her on a recent Saturday morning.

Part 1: Getting to know Her

Leah gave a passionate “Hellloooo” as She stood behind Her desk to greet Her new client, Tom. With Her silky white sleeveless blouse, tan shorts, ample skin on Her thighs, and white socks with no shoes, Leah looked sharp but casual. Her long blond hair made any guy take notice. And with a tinge of perfume, Ms. Leah was certain to keep Her customer’s attention.

“Welcome to Cuckslave Credit Counseling,” Leah beamed as She firmly shook his hand. “And thank you for coming in on a Saturday. It gives me a little more time to discuss things, and set the PERFECT financial course for you!”

A wimpy and hestitant Tom thanked Her for seeing him. The name of the business — Cuckslave — is what attracted him. And now, Ms. Leah was aiming to reel this cuckslave in like a helpless little fish!

She started by asking the normal questions: income, assets, etc. When She asked Tom to total up his debts, he broke into a cold sweat. And then, he shamefully spat out the amount in a near whisper: $26,000.

“Ohhh, that’s NOTHING,” Leah assured him. She began to “comfort” him with Her reassuring smile and bright blue eyes, and a gentle caress of Her soft left hand up and down his forearm. And as She physically began to cultivate Her customer, Leah explained that “many guys come in here $100,000, $250,000 … even a half-million in debt!”

Tom kept answering a battery of financial questions until out of the blue, Ms. Leah asked him … “Are you owned by a Mistress?”

A visible shiver went through Tom’s body. And after a few seconds of awkward silence, he flashed a slight grin and confirmed that indeed, he was paying a Mistress.

“Oh, YESSSSS,” Ms. Leah cried out, as She tapped Her heart with Her long shapely hands. “Isn’t it the most BEAUTIFUL feeling in the world to give your money to a Woman who can do SO much more with it than you? MMMM, glorious clothes, fancy cars, hot Studs, only the best in life for US, right?”

Tom broke into a huge smile and said, “Ohhh, Yes, Ma’am!”

She replied, “You call Me Maaaaa’aaaaam, how sweeeeeet! Your Mistress DOES have you trained, doesn’t She?”

Tom agreed, and Leah asked some basic questions about his Mistress/slave relationship. What was he looking for when he found Her on the Internet? How has his subservient attitudes grown since then? He said they’ve chatted online and over the telephone. But as much as he would LOVE to serve Her in person, he doesn’t believe he’ll ever get the chance.

“And that’s OK,” Ms. Leah assured him as She caressed his forearm again. “With today’s modern communication, I’m guessing You have a WONDERFULLY close relationship with Her.” Yes, Tom agreed. And when he mentioned that he had been serving Her for almost 6 years, She nearly gasped Herself out of breath!

“Oh, My God! You DON’T have that much money … you MUST be serving Her in other ways.” That’s correct, Tom said, and he went into some details. When She asked who the Mistress is, Leah almost fainted AGAIN when he said it was Ms. Alexandra.

“NO SHIT! She’s the best there is! She must REALLY have you under Her little finger!” Tom said he never stops thinking of Ms. Alexandra, even though he’s been married for decades. “Oh, yeaaaaa,” She agreed. “Mistress Alexandra has a way of doing that. She REALLY keeps Her slaves in line! So tell Me … if things are so good, why are you here?”

He said he had given Ms. Mistress around $7,500, after the Niteflirt fee, during his relationship. And he felt that his ability to give was suffering, as the credit markets tightened up over the past year. Of course, he cannot talk about this with his Wife and family, so there’s nowhere else he can go to gush out his frustrations.

“Yeah, that’s a BITCH,” She agreed. “I mean, the tight credit. But you can work through this, Tom. Close your eyes, focus on your Sweet Superior, and I’ll ask you a couple questions. Ready?

“OK … Talk about the first time You gave money to Mistress Alexandra. Tell Me why you did it, what you were feeling …”

“Well,” Tom replied, “She kept saying on Her Web site how important it was to pay Her tribute. So that first time, I sent Her $25. Oh, Ma’am, I couldn’t believe how NERVOUS I felt after I hit the ‘send’ button. And after a couple minutes, I was SHOCKED to see how thick my cock got. It’s never been that big, I swear … and it took me about 20 seconds to cum. Oh, Ms. Leah, the orgasm shook my ENTIRE body, and I must have cum what I normally do in THREE orgasms!”

“So your body was telling you something,” Ms. Leah seductively said with a sweet wink. “And it was goooood, wasn’t it?”

“Oh, Yes, MA’AM! And I paid Her again & again & again, and I felt better each time. Pretty soon, Ms. Alexandra was telling me some of the LUXURIOUS things She was buying with HER money which She let me hold … and yes, it IS Hers!” Definitely, Ms. Leah agreed. “She kept teasing me about how She would take from me anytime She desired … and how She would tap me SLOWLY.”

“Yesssss,” Ms. Leah said with an evil but sweet grin. “The BEST Mistresses do that! And think about it. She could have cleaned out your credit card of what, a couple thousand dollars at one sitting — or She could keep getting smaller amounts over time. You DO know She’s gotten a LOT MORE from you that way, right?” I agreed and said I LOVED it that way.

“All right,” She said, “Close your eyes again and let’s talk about the sex for a moment. You say your cock is the biggest when your Mistress is taking your money. And the orgasms are the best — even better than sex with your Wife?”

“Oh, NOTHING compares to Ms. Alexandra … In fact, I wish I could tell you what I’m feeling just talking about this.”

“Well, if you feel you need to DO something…” The truth was, Tom already had his hand down his pants! It was sheer instinct — he couldn’t help himself!! And frankly, Leah was surprised he wasn’t stroking earlier. She said lots of clients had jerked long before this point in their discussions.

All She asked is that he keep his eyes on Hers, and that he continue talking about the sexual enjoyment he gets from paying what Ms. Alexandra deserves.

Within two minutes, he came. She then pulled Her right leg up and placed it on the desk. Tom never realized it, but Ms. Leah was lightly rubbing his balls on his pants with Her big toe! Most of his jizz landed on Her foot, and She asked him to clean it off. Without being told how, Tom licked the cream with his tongue, then sucked Her toes to remove the rest.

“MMMM, VERY GOOD,” replied his counselor. “Most guys DESPISE the thought of eating their own cum — and they would never suck a Woman’s toes! But you seem to love both! Good for youuuuuu!” Tom blushed a little … but mostly, he silently grinned with sweet delight over Her approval.

“Ooooo, you are INDEED a lucky slave,” Ms. Leah said. “And there’s one other thing I noticed. When I asked how much You’ve given Ms. Alexandra, you mentioned the amount She ACTUALLY received, after bank’s fee. You didn’t mention that You’ve given Her well over $10,000. You could have sounded really good by throwing out that figure. But instead, you focused on HER and what She actually receives. Not many slaves would bother to do that, Tom…”

“But She trained me that way,” he explained. “And really, Ma’am, this IS all about Her. So will You PLEASE do me a favor?” What, She asked. “Please, please, Ma’am, DO NOT tell my Mistress that I cleaned your foot…”

“OK, and I won’t tell Her that you let Me rub your balls, either, HA HA!!! Seriously, though, this is part of My fee. And what happens here … what’s said here … STAYS here. I won’t tell Mistress Alexandra anything about your visit. And I’ll expect total confidence from you, too … except that when you tell other slaves how GREAT of a counselor I am!”

Yes, Ma’am, he agreed. “Gooood,” Ms. Leah said. “You’ve passed your first test. During our next visit, we’ll take a look inside your credit and see what You can do for Ms. Alexandra!”

Return next Friday for another installment of this hot findom story.  Leah really turns the screws on poor tom