Paypig VS Finsub – An ALL Winners Competition
I never thought something like this could or would occur, the idea never ever even dawned on Me. But low and behold… it happened this morning. Two of My best boys; a new paypig and a long term finsub got into a little spat over which was more meaningful to a Mistress. Thus begot the paypig vs finsub drama. And then it happened, I gushed! In more ways than one I might add. Insert a VERY dirty evil grin here.
he’s been regularly buying up large lots of cam time to humiliate himself for Me through various forms of feminization and then sending large tributes on demand. Over and over again whenever I trigger him with a special visual PTV trigger that I set just for him personally. It’s beyond fun for Me! he’s basically a human ATM machine at a circus. The best of both worlds. Win.
Now he’s a good boy for Me and has been for over 3 years now. he tributes on schedule and tithes to worship Goddess monthly. Although I’ve got him well trained, he was already slightly broken like a showhorse when I got him so…. meh. Not totally all My doing. Propers to whomever owned him before Me. he pays for everything in advance even if he can’t call or cam and it’s Mine either way. Win.
The Stiff Competition
The two teeny weeny stiff peens spat it out in the comment section of My old blog and luckily I received an email notification so I could watch the intensity build before intervening. Good fun I tell you. My paypig is the more aggressive in the battle, oddly enough, and claims that he is at My complete disposal financially, always. And that this makes him the best.
Now, My finsub claims that that isn’t real financial domination because he is just playing like a monkey to get his rocks off and get as much attention as he can, whenever he can. Good point no doubt. Jab, jab, jab, right hook. I’ve told them to cease and desist for the time being. So now I’m trying to come up with, mmm… the findom olympics for the two since they can’t seem to stop wasting time yammering on about one another.
On and On
I do imagine that this will tire Me sooner or later, but as for now, the show might go on. At least until I get bored of the sideshow with a side of extra extra salty popcorn, that is.