The Relapse

"It was an early morning, I was laying in my bed, still preparing to start my day, hair undone and no makeup in sight. One sound did manage to catch my attention in the fog, the sound of a tribute being sent. I checked my phone and there it was, your $50 offering with your handle in the notes. I checked my messages and saw those magic words, "Sent, Goddess," and decided to play with you just a little bit.

"How can I make your day better, Goddess," was the message you sent, and it didn't take me long to simply say those words that could make your very being shudder.

"Double it."

And you did, your stomach light with the euphoria and my pussy wet from the early morning offerings of a good little pup. I blew you a kiss and went on with my day, not giving you a second thought while I plagued your mind for hours.

A few weeks go by, and I received another message from you that made a fierce giggle leave my lips as I read it, "Sent, Goddess."

This time, your request was different, you asked me to drain you slowly instead. To send you cash request after request until your personal account was bled completely dry. I spent the next hour doing just that, draining everything but your balls while you sat next to your wife, supposedly catching up with old friends but you just couldn't put your phone down, to focused on fulfilling my every request.

The next time I received that blissful message from you, the request you had made my body shiver with excitement. You wanted a debt contract, to be forced to pay weekly installments to me for as long as I wanted. A wicked grin grew on my face, as I decided to make it a challenge. If you could guess what page I was on in the book I was reading, I would simply triple that number, if wrong I would multiple it by five. You had 4 guesses since I was reading 4 books. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me, the temptation. You guessed wrong every time and just like that you were indebted to me almost $5,000.

There was no way you could turn back now."