Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

   You can’t believe your luck! Some men would think this was a trap, but not you. You’re rich, handsome, and all the women seem to want you. You weren’t at the bar for more than 5 minutes before I approach you and buy you a drink. No need to drink what you’re used too. Get the super expensive liquor, of course you’re worth it. 

Just a few hours later, I’m at your home. You have me eating out of your hand, don’t you? Or maybe not! I suggest you get comfy in your bedroom and soon, I’ll join you. I mix another drink and slip something into it. 

With you passed out, I start my plan. I do a deep dive into all your devices. Look at that, a fucking burner phone. After checking your devices, and drawers, I see you’re actually pretty normal. Just the typical vanilla lifestyle. 

I’m always prepared for this and make several calls. You finally wake up to see your home in shambles. Who are these young girls naked in your house? What the fuck even happened last night? 

What happened last night is now I control your life. Everything you own is now mine. You begin to wonder if you actually fucked those girls, or if you and I did? 

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Written By: Harley

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So it is my fault you betrayed your boring little wife and cleaned out all your bank accounts for me?  You tell me I am evil, a temptress, and a whore. I have done nothing but be who I am. Now you are blaming it on my laugh. What a moron you are.  This is all your fault not mine.

You came to my chambers looking for a Mistress, someone to whip you into submission and take the power you are so tired of having. I didn’t take, you gave and gave and gave. I only took what you were willing to give.

 You bore me, your accounts are empty yet YOU keep calling Me.  Stop blaming me for the breakup of your marriage, the loss of your job, and everything else you had.

  Think back to our first session. I asked for nothing but my normal fee as I whipped you into submission. So I suggest, you get a job or rob a bank. What you do doesn’t matter to me, I have raised my fee to put up with a loser like you, call me when you are prepared! 

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Open up Pig. No, not your mouth. No, not your zipper. Please don’t bend over in front of me like that.

Your wallet, Piggy. Open your fucking wallet.

The scent of cash makes my pussy drip. You are aware that is the only way you will ever be able to enjoy anything about me is by spreading your wallet, offering your plastic, and your checkbook. I want access to all- your wife’s account, 401k, and the kids college fund.

I see the stack of cash on the dresser and my clit swells. You beg me to take it, and then take you. I put on my strap-on and begin to salivate as the breeze from the open window carries with it the sweet smell of your financial assets!

Oooops.. did I say yours? I meant mine! It’s all mine now, isn’t it?

I want you to pay my bills, send me on vacation, spoil me with treasures, and pay me to rape your tight sweet pucker-hole until you shell out any amount to make the abuse stop.

As the pile of cash grows, so does my desire, and your chances of tasting my sweet cunt.

The higher the pile, the more intense the passion. If you want to fuck me, you know what you need to do.