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Quote from: Nigelpooch on October 18, 2013, 05:08:13 PM

Quote from: MistressBella on October 16, 2013, 02:59:00 AM

There's parts to this that aren't pleasurable for the slave, but there are many that are. Take the good with the bad...

I like the non pleasurable stuff as much if not more than the pleasurable..... Particularly where fines are imposed for non completion of tasks. That's what being controlled is all about. If you are just asking me to do stuff I like, who is being controlled ? Not me!!

You do like the very things that make you go into a tantrum?
You could have surprised me...LOL

Oh... I LOVE your avatar and your signature!!
It suits you... Don't you think??
It just shows you... It can be done only with in a couple minutes, and everything could be out in the open....
EVERYTHING!!!

You want to test me?
I dare YOU!!


Til Next Time Minion,
XoXoXoXo

Quote from: MistressShannon on October 16, 2013, 01:55:59 AM
Are you wearing your pink ones today??

Perhaps pink... But I think hot red would be his color... Make it thongs! I want to see the hard string up his sweaty ol' disgusting crack!!! When you bend over Nigel, be sure your co-workers see them too, especially as you're drinking your "Coffee"....LOL

Make it happen! This will be a task for you!!

Ps.. Paint your toes a matching red, and be sure to send ME the pictures.... Baaaahahahaaaa
*Gawd I love this*

Til next time minions!
XoXoXoXo

Quote from: Nigelpooch on October 14, 2013, 04:48:49 PM
Just because Mistress Bella knows I need it!! But from Mistress Bella's perspective it makes sense to get written authority when you think that blackmail is illegal.
It does lessen the impact though...... Part of me knows I can buy myself out of the contract, which almost by definition puts me in control.
I'm enjoying it though..... And I expect it to get more fun day by day!!

Again, my dear Nigel....

Must I remind you of the MINIMUM amount of the contract exit fee?? As I NEVER had given you an exact amount of what it would be if you would go down that road.... Keep this in mind, as it ultimately keeps me in control. I say what the final amount is... NOT YOU!!!

Til next time minion!!

Quote from: iceblock on October 14, 2013, 09:08:58 AM
Mistress Bella, i thank You for Your reply. Yes we have crossed paths obviously, i guess i was only curious not because we already know each other, but just wondered if i had done or said anything not to warrant Your usual greeting.

Once upon a time, I posted on a forum to update those about a few updates that I had put on my site... Then one day I noticed there was a reply talking to the moderators; questioning them if they were on vacation because all the person seen was ads. Luckily I made it there just in time to add links to some of the words before the content of the original post was deleted. A few days later I found that the same person; which was questioning the Moderators about vacationing, was actually subscribed to my site... Seeing this made me smile, as I found this interesting

That's my little short story for the evening...lol


Til next time minion!
XoXoXo

Quote from: Nigelpooch on October 13, 2013, 04:42:09 PM
You say you prefer having as much information on the losers as possible...... Well you don't ask for too much info at the time of contracting!!! I expected to have to tell you so much more!!


I LOVED reading this post! Thank you.

As I have said to you before Nigel...
There is a method to my madness. As the time goes, comes more voluntary information. Information leaks out without you even realizing it. The more correspondance I have with any of my slaves, means the more I get to know their strengths AND their weaknesses. I know more about their past and present lives. Their day to day life becomes more and more familiar. Their thoughts, feelings, and emotions become known and predictable. I eventually get to know how to push their buttons at any time of the day.

How does the song go??

"Getting to know you.... Getting to know allllllll about youuuuuuu"

This goes with not just blackmail... It goes for ALL of my fucking little shits.

It's kinda what I do



Til next time...
XoXoXo

Actually, his failure to punctuate doesn't annoy me as it shows a hint of humility at his own expense... I like knowing there's others out there that like to pick out the iliterate parts in runts! Thank you for adding to his humiliation!! Good boy!!

Forums are for people to gather around and discuss various attributes of whatever the topic is that is being discussed. The fact that you're not my useless tool has no effect on that stature. Your comments are indeed welcome here regardless...lol

The thought of being infectious makes me have a very toxic and poisonous smirk on my face, as I take a vast amount of pride in what I do. If you can't have fun doing what you want to do, then what's the point? Keeping that element in play for both parties is equally important. Once one finds things dull, and boring then the important factor is out the door...

There's parts to this that aren't pleasurable for the slave, but there are many that are. Take the good with the bad... It balances out eventually.

I like your idea about Skype, I will be taking that into consideration... I can't wait to see the look on his face... *grins*

I'm currently writing a post about a past slave that I just kicked to the curb... After his is completed and posted, then I will work on good ol' Nigel's. Good things (or bad) comes to those who wait

Confessions and Consensual Blackmail is an interesting part of the Financial Domination fetish.
For the FinDom it's about having the ultimate experience of having FULL CONTROL of some pathetic pompous ass, because for whatever reason, they do NOT want that control over their own lives.

Most of the Consentual Blackmail submissives provide you with credit cards for you to use as leverage. Other's provide you with phone numbers, addresses and such. I prefer having as much information on the fucking loser as possible.

With any of my regular paypigs, I love being able to send them texts, write through email and/or, and send little gifts through the mail (at their expense of course). Doing this makes the experience more enjoyable and fun for both parties. I talk with them about life in general as well. I even make them become accustomed to the music I listen to. Because I want them to think of me OFTEN...

For me... It's NOT just about the money; it's about complete CONTROL of body and mind!!

I have recently retrieved one of these individuals who seek loss of control in the most extreme way... Being Consensual Blackmail. This guy is the first true scat money slave, which for me is perfect. As I have a creative imagination when it comes to that particular fetish. (To read more about Scat, go to the Scatology section here

I will be creating a post just for him on my site, when I have the time...
Which will give me MORE leverage!!!

I have already fined and taxed him on several things
I ordered a small gift on his credit card which will be sent to me first... Then HE WILL PAY for me to send it to his PO Box. I wish I could see his reaction when he opens it

This was a story that was requested by a slave over a year ago. The stupid little shit paid to drink a bottle of my piss, but never paid for the story. Needless to say, never did received it. Names and certain places have been changed to protect the identity

Feel free to leave comments below...

Enjoy!!

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It was soon time to have a weekend with my gal pals. It seemed as though all I was looking at was the walls of my workplace, and it was driving me almost insane. Plus they were begging to have a get together at my uncle's camp for quite a while... So three weeks ago, I bit the bullet and had one hell of a party.

Friday was the beginning of the most interesting weekend of my life! I met this guy named Edward at the local grocery store. I had seen him standing by the public washroom as I was rushing in to do my business. We exchanged smiles and hellos as I passed by. It seemed as though he was patiently waiting for something or someone... I didn't have much time to observe due to major stomach cramps, and it felt as though I was going defecate myself right there, so I didn't have much time to observe due to major stomach cramps, and it felt as though I was going defecate myself right there, so I didn't have much time to observe due to major stomach cramps, and it felt as though I was going defecate myself right there, so I didn't waste any time making my way onto the throne.


It felt like my ass was on the brink of exploding. It seemed as though I was levitating over the toilet at certain times. The flatulence and thick waste that was flowing out of me was rancid and raw... I hoped that Edward still wasn't standing by the door, as I was sure the stench was seeping through the cracks.... The paperwork after the deed was complete, took forever... I think I may have used most of the roll, as it was just like tar pasted on a roof.


I went to flush the toilet, and the damn thing overflowed all over the floor, and it splattered on my sneakers! I was mortified and so embarrassed; I didn't know what to do. I didn't know which way to turn... I quickly opened the door to make haste out of the store, and I ran right into Edward. It surprised me that he was still standing there. I had apologized for banging into him, and had advised him not to go in there because the toilet had overflowed. He noticed the state I was in, then looked down at my blue sneakers and seen what was on them.


Edward looked up at me, and blushed. He asked me to stay where I stood, then made his way in the washroom. I could hear loud noises, but didn't know what the hell he was doing... What the heck was he doing? About a half an hour later, he came back out of the washroom, and asked me to come in. As I entered he motioned for me to sit down on the toilet, with my pants remaining on of course. He seemed flustered, but not threatening. I sat down as he requested. As I was sitting, I noted the toilet was fixed, and the floor was cleaned up. I didn't ask any questions. He mumbled something about my sneakers, then bent down to take them off one at a time then turned his back to me. I couldn't quite make out what he was doing for sure... But I believe I could hear him smelling my sneakers, and I thought that I could see him licking them as well... I pondered how strange this was as he was slowly placing them back on my feet, but was I very appreciative over this gesture... A complete stranger willing to lick the shit off my blue sneakers was unheard of... Very unorthodox, indeed! I had thanked him, shook his hand, introduced myself then offered an invitation to my party that weekend back at my uncle's camp. He smiled and nodded, not sure of what to say in return, he scratched his head and his Tigers ball cap almost fell to the floor. I gave him directions, turned, and then left the store.


Saturday morning I arrived at the camp by 9. I began preparing for the party. I invited my ten bestest buds; not including Edward. The age range went from 23yrs to 55yrs. I didn't expect anyone to show up until after lunch. I didn't have many things planned, as I just wanted to relax and enjoy the outdoors. All of us are quite adventurous and open minded about what we do when we're together. We just go with the flow.


It was 1030am, and a knock came at the door. I was shocked to see that it was Edward! I was glad to see that he decided to come. The University of Michigan jersey was sexy especially with his Tiger ball cap. It was obvious that he was nervous. I reassured him he was welcome here and to make himself comfortable. I had thanked him again for helping me clean up my mess at the grocery store the day before. His reply was him blushing, looking down at the floor. I walked over to him, put my hand on his shoulder and told him it was alright. I then asked a favor of him....


I told Edward that I was intrigued by in his actions at the grocery store, and how I thought he might be interested in being our toilet for the weekend. He pondered over the thought, however quickly agreed happily. I advised him that he needed to start his duties soon, as my company was going to arrive after lunch. He asked me to call him Eddie, as he preferred that. I obliged.


I took Eddie by the hand and led him over to one of the load bearing posts in the back of the cabin. I decided to leave his clothes on for now, as I had plans for them later on. He sat down, and I tied his hands above his head, with a blindfold on over his eyes. I covered him over with a blanket, and a sign taped to him "Human Toilet At Your Service". We both waited in anticipation for the gals to arrive.


My 3 bestest buds got there first. Kristy (26), Christy (32), and Ashley (26).  They are a whole lotta fun, and they are up for any challenge. They know how weird I am, and are familiar with the many different fetishes I have. They made themselves at home right away and started helping me prepare the food for the weekend. They brought coffee with, and we were singing old country tunes from Patsy Cline, and Johnny Cash. Both of them had no idea that Eddie was covered up in the back, until they went to go up the stairs. They had seen the sign stuck on the blanket....


They started laughing for a few minutes, then came over to me inquiring about this designated area... I had explained how I had met Eddie, and that I thought it was a great idea to bring forward another interesting aspect of a different fetish which I wasn't familiar with, and how I was willing to play with the idea. Experimentation is an excellent way of staying on top of the world. Plus I told them I wanted everyone here to use him as the useless, scum sucking, worthless septic slug that he was, as this is what he desires most. This was his ultimate fetish. To be pissed, and defecated on. To be used as the trash can for everyone's waste.


As the people came flowing in the cabin, I continued with my explanation, and was humiliating Eddie in front of everyone.


Tara (25), Melissa (55), and Aly (23) were reluctant at first, however warmed up to the laughter and joined in on the humiliation. Shanna (28), and Sandi (36), actually walked over to Eddie and started stepping on his legs thinking it was a gag... But quickly found out I wasn't joking. Then Sierra (24), and Cassie (50) went along with it easily by stomping over to him, and spitting all over the blanket, humiliating him by calling him a pig, wanting him to roll in pig slops. By the time everyone had arrived, it was supper time. But no one had used him yet...


We all had started drinking and was listening to some Taylor Swift, followed by Loretta Lynn. Ashley went over to Eddie. She stood over him for a few minutes, wondering if she should use him or not. I walked over and stood by her. I told her that I needed to pee too, and that we should piss on him together at the same time. A moan came from under the blanket... We looked at one another and giggled, then nodded our heads.


Ashley and I pulled the blanket back, Eddie was still blind folded. We pulled our pants down. She hovered over the bottom half making his crotch completely soaked, and I practically sat on his head, and it ran down over his head and face. The urine from the both of us made him instantly hard. Once we was finished, we just ignored he was there, and covered him back up.


As the night went on, I noticed no one was using Eddie except Ashley and I ... No one had even gone to the outhouse. So I decided to act. I went outside and made a campfire. I untied Eddie and told everyone to come out for a roast. I tied Eddie back up outside to a tree, but this time he was lying down face up with his clothes still on. I wanted that Michigan jersey to be unrecognizable due to the waste brought forth upon it.


Kristy and I walked over to the pitiful, blindfolded Eddie. Me, in my bare feet in the dirt; forced open his mouth with my toes. As I stared down at his big mouth, I had asked Kristy if she was on her period. She looked at me and laughed and told me that she was. She pulled down her pants, and panties and yanked out her blood filled tampon. I ordered him to open wide as she dropped it into his mouth. He chewed on it while I pissed over his face. Once I was finished, Kristy released her wretched wind as she pressed her ass right against his nose and told him to take a wiff.


Ashley laughed hysterically, and the other girls started becoming a bit more comfortable with the idea. The girls started lining up as the night went on. Pissing on different parts of his body. Sandi has decided she was going to be a toe pisser, as she urinated over his feet countless amounts of times throughout the night.


Sierra would just stand on his stomach letting her flood go over his shirt. Eddies shirt was so soaked... Aly casually came over and placed her ass on his chest and left a stinking steaming pile of shit sitting there. I thought his jersey was still too clean. I untied his hands, and with all my weight, I aggressively stepped up on his forehead, and I ordered Eddie to smear Aly's shit over his jersey until he found it too pasty to do it anymore. The pathetic ass did as he was told. Then I tied his hands back up.


Tara, Shanna, and Cassie shot their urine on Eddie from a distance to see who could pee the furthest.... Cassie won, as it landed directly in his mouth. It was priceless watching his tongue wiggle about his lips to catch every drop.


The night was a lot of fun, but it was time to finally get some much needed sleep. I had untied Eddie from the tree, and sent him back to his post, but this time I tied up his feet to the post, I took his jersey off, then tied his hands behind his back. I retrieved an old pillow and decided that I would defecate, and urinate all over it, and I used his jersey as a pillowcase for him to lay his head on. I thought that he'd enjoy the pungent fragrance of waste under him as he slept during the night. Before I went to bed I wished him a good night, and that I'd see him in the morning.


The next morning, Eddie woke up to my flood pouring down on his face. I think he aspirated some, as he coughed a bit when it flooded his mouth. Once I was finished, I bent down, and lifted up his blindfold. I told him good morning sunshine and how it was a great way to start the day. A few of us wanted to go on my uncles speed boat later, before we all went home that evening. But first we all required having breakfast.


We sat around the big open space eating the bacon and eggs we made. The left over scraps were fed to our human garbage can. He seemed to enjoy that, especially when we'd step on his feet demanding him to open his mouth as we did it. Kristy needed to empty her bowels badly right after. So she did just that all over his face. Good thing he still had his blind fold on, as it was a very shitty situation, as her defecate slowly ran down his cheeks, and through his hair. Eddie kept moaning in excitement each time someone used him.


Tara, and Melissa pissed all over his naked torso, and Sandi really enjoyed urinating over his feet. She liked how he'd wiggle his toes.  Aly stomped over, plopped her ass right on top of his face, and let the most vial gas expel from her ass. She only had a couple of nuggets drop into his mouth, but he ate them up just the same as it was his breakfast. She demanded him to lick her ass clean of the shit. He didn't waste any time getting to his duty. Sierra and Cassie both pissed over his crotch while spitting in Eddie's mouth.


Eddie was really enjoying this; and I must admit I was as well. I found it quite interesting, and I was looking forward to everyone leaving so I could really get him to do what I wanted without having an audience.


All of us walked down to the boat, drinks in hand. I had brought Eddie along with us, but this time I chose to have him down to his underwear. I took off his blindfold so he could see his surroundings. We all boarded the boat. I had Eddie sit in the front. We were in the middle of the lake when Kristy stood up, pulled down her pants to slide another blood filled tampon out of her. She stepped on his foot while telling the trash can to open up. He quickly did as he was told. Kristy dropped the tampon in his mouth. He chewed it clean within a matter of minutes... Shanna couldn't hold her bladder anymore... She lifted up her skirt, pulled down her panties, and backed her ass up on his face. He opened his mouth wide waiting to drink her juice. As it slowly trickled out, his tongue flickered to catch all her piss. Shanna stood there for a extra few minutes, as I think she was enjoying the feel of his tongue going in and out of her.


I noticed through the boat ride Eddie was staring at me, it seemed as though he was trying to tell me something. I kept anticipating everyone's departure so I could have a little fun with my toilet by myself.


Once we got back to the camp, some of the gals had to head back. Christy, Kristy, Ashley, and Aly remained. We thought we would have a BBQ. Then make Smores by the campfire. I wanted to go for a swim and freshen up as the four girls prepared supper. I invited Eddie to tag along with me.


I stripped down naked, and let my long brown hair flow down over my back. Slowly I crept into the water. It was so cold at first. As I turned around I seen Eddie wasn't in the water yet. I motioned for him come along. He held his head down low as he entered the water. Once he came closer to me, I asked him what was bothering him. He explained that he wasn't ready to wash the stench off himself yet, and how badly he didn't want this time to end. I placed my hand on his shit stained face and smiled. I reassured him that his job wasn't complete yet, and that I wanted him clean for his next task.


After I washed myself, I helped Eddie. The fecal matter was dried in his hair, making it very difficult to wash out. I scrubbed his back, and he scrubbed mine. It felt really good. The gals hollered to us that supper was ready, so Eddie and I casually walked back to the camp completely naked.


We both went inside; I grabbed my blue furry short shorts, and my white snug college football tee. I threw a pair of shorts at Eddie, but he wanted to air dry... I smiled at the thought. We sat down at the picnic table; having a normal BBQ'd supper. We all indulged in conversation about music, sports, fetishes, and other interests. I always enjoy talking about sex, and fetishes. It intrigues, and fascinates me. I try to keep an open mind at all times, no matter what it is. Eddie even participated in conversation by talking about his fetishes and experiences.


Eating Smore's by the fire; Christy, Kristy, Ashley, and Aly had to head back to reality. We hugged and said our goodbyes. They thought Eddie was a great guy, and said we'd have to do this again sometime, as it was interesting having a human toilet at our disposal. We all agreed.


After they left, I turned to see Eddie looking at me in wonder. It was like he was pondering over what lays ahead for him for the rest of the evening... I hugged him, and pecked him on the cheek, turned and walked toward the water. He stood there confused, but followed me.


He stopped walking when I did. From a short distance he watched as I slowly took off my clothes. I sat on the grass, and began to play with myself. The weekend had me excited. I couldn't wait until I could finally masturbate. I came over and over again. I could feel the sensation that I was going to squirt. I looked over at Eddie, and I commanded him to walk over and to bury his face deep on my pussy so he could drink my squirting cum. My hips rocked hard against his face as I was grabbing his hair. He held his mouth open anticipating my squirting nectar. Then it came, spurting out as I pulsated. I was holding his hair so hard, that a small clump came out....


Eddies cock was throbbing hard. I ordered him to lay on his back. I squatted down with my back towards him, and I spread my ass cheeks so Eddie could clearly see my asshole. I told Eddie to hold his hand out. As soon as he did that, my bowels began to empty in his hands, right before his eyes. Once I was finished my business, I turned to look at him. He had the look of amazement on his face. I instructed Eddie to lick my asshole clean, as he was rubbing his cock with his shit covered hands. I advised him not to stop until the job was completed.


Eddie immediately went to cleaning my ass with his mouth, working that tongue so well. I could hear him whacking his pathetic little shit covered cock. As he kept licking my ass, I kept shitting out little tiny bits. I even caught myself touching my pussy as I loved him eating my asshole. It didn't take long for both of us to cum together, as I squirted on his hair and he shot his load in the air. I got up and wiped his cum on a piece of toilet paper. I walked towards Eddie while he was still laying there... I stepped on his foot demanding the garbage can to open. I stuffed the cum filled paper in his mouth. As I looked down at him, I told him that it was his desert, and to enjoy every last chew.


Eddie and I both had a great weekend. We agreed that we'd have to do this again sometime. With a hug and a peck on the cheek, Eddie walked off, naked in the woods to his vehicle, and drove away.


I thought to myself afterwards... I hope to see him at the grocery store again someday...

Quote from: iceblock on October 13, 2013, 06:54:20 AM

Quote from: MistressBella on October 12, 2013, 05:01:13 PMI usually greet the new members through a private message, but... I'm making an exception on your account

Why would You make an exception for me Mistress?

Why won't i bite the bullet? Just not yet comfortable on cheating on my 'real life' Mistress, Mistress. (If that makes sense  )

I have seen you around in another forum, and you had even commented on one of my threads there.
You went from there and subscribed to my emailing list.
In addition, you mentioned me in your first post on this forum

I think that may grant a different welcome