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go now high time for Rudolf to bed. The long-RTL TV evening was over. Finally! It took a long enough time before, the contribution of Moneyslavery, the Rudolf wait was finally his turn was.
He had planned to go straight to bed afterwards. Tomorrow's working day was full of appointments, in which he had put his negotiating skills to the test. He had to appear fresh and rested to the talks.
But something - he did not want to admit at first - it did not come to rest. endangered Something about this report that the entire outstanding local Existence in which he had failed him since his last mistress of 5 years ago, had set up easily.
He wanted to displace these thoughts. He could not be. Ironically, this report should take him at some point possibly off course? If that was true, it was more than embarrassing! Rudolf was a respected member of the MS-scene. He's been here for years, and during his 51 year old had already collected a lot of life experiences. Since then, he was announced, the scene had looked at the report down. What did these beginners and newcomers to the scene? It was feared that the handling more difficult and worse within the scene after the broadcast of the report would. It was possible that thousands of freaks googling the pages of the money mistresses and slave-Money forums and make a decent treatment of each other would be impossible.
According to the report you would not expect anything terrible, but in no case where a report for non-insiders as a seasoned insider Rudolf would even remotely able to impress.
Rudolf tried to calm down. He tried to sober Take stock. In fact the report had yet been ok, he told himself. That a large audience for the first time from this sexual orientation, which also defined his life, was told everything was indeed quite stereotyped and exaggerated, but ultimately quite ok and presented without moral index finger was. He also had to learn during his life pretty often, that the issue of the "common man" was very difficult to convey.
The criticism of Lady Seraphina he could share only with difficulty. It was contrary to criticize his nature a money mistress. This was not a slave! The ladies were goddesses who were far above him. If goddesses fought with goddesses, he always thought of ancient gods quarrel in Olympus, from which a normal mortal man had to keep out all costs. He could understand that ladies of the scene criticized the protagonists of the report, but every man who came into this horn, it was ultimately a slave. The only reason for such behavior, which could accept Rudolf, was that a slave had received from his mistress ordered to criticize one of the protagonists of the post. He was already in his life often something like a remote-controlled weapon of his various mistresses been. He could not accept such behavior only, but he had high respect for it, but it showed how self-sacrificing was a slave to his mistress.
All other behavior was for Rudolf However, the only evidence of the decline in good manners. He looked into the guest book of Lady Seraphina Sun raged there for him an Internet-Mob, on which he looked down and he felt nothing but contempt.
was very crucial for him was, as the studio host to the report had responded. Somehow there is something of an unwritten law that the reaction of moderators on reviews in magazines, a kind of corrective to the "normal" citizens feeling present on the currently shown. Rudolf recalled how the then Moderator of the Berlin evening news on a report of a special kind of money handed over to the extreme right, to answer to the former Berlin Interior Minister Heinrich Lummer had, had been in pain face the question: "Should the really be true? ". Lummer had then need to submit this report shortly after the broadcast of his resignation.
How different because the reaction of Birgit was Schrowange! Serene, almost triumphantly smiling, just shown the immense power of women over men, she showed that she had liked the post. The vast majority of "normal people" would find the thing that is at least ok. Was not really even an improvement?
Rudolf tried with these considerations in the role of the critic, who were actually issued, and to displace this way be felt before existential problem. But he did not come to rest. He felt him that this whole discussion was really not care. He felt no urge to go into the different scene forums and share his thoughts on the just seen with others. Something else had him shaken to its foundations. The other had him under control! It was something he packed up and would not let him go. It was about his very existence!
Slowly, he had to admit that it was this beautiful blond beast, because he now felt angst. Supposedly, they had been told she was only a year money mistress .. But she had just taken the tone that this that this goddess knew exactly how to convert types had to jump like him.
He loved these passive terms: "... They will then also from me," he found nothing worse than when a lady said, for example, "You want that but" it was not to his will . It was solely about what the lady wanted. Certainly a difficult position, which he sometimes in discussions in the various MS forums could not hold out clean. He was cornered, he would cancel the interview with the comment: "Very well, then I will at least have the illusion that I only do what the lady wants!" But he was himself confident that the illusion was not. There were ladies, the slaves really full of dance to their tune left alone. Rudolf had felt all along that his humility and self-sacrifice may be limitless, and were therefore self-defeating. There were ladies in that the known intuitively, selfish and hard-hearted play on this keyboard. Lady Kelly was one of them. He felt too much. Was he already lost her? He longed to common extremely humbled by it, and exploitation. He felt he would make any sacrifice for them. It was for him no salvation ...
the end of the contribution they had even put one on it. She had said that there were slaves that you would give everything to 100%. "And what are the living?" Was the reporter from the off "concerned" in demand. Lady Kelly had first placed a subtly sardonic grin: "It is also questionable to me," let them know. With apparently affected facial expression, they then went on to describe how these slaves had no money for rent and life. But since it is not the conclusion preferred to let the slaves in such cases on its own a little money, was this supposed "concern" for Rudolf in truth only beautifully staged insidious sophistication that made him even more in the knee . Lady Kelly concluded by saying: "It is really so then they ask if they are locked away, so then living in the basement and that's it. What they have available, they give up completely. Everything! "
Rudolf was drenched in sweat. Was there something that could save him? He felt that Lady Kelly had the power to really do anything with him. There were no limits. He went to their homepage. Membership costs € 12.95. But he saw that night only an error page. He did not complain.
He went to bed, but he could not sleep. His brain was ticking and ticking. He counted. His income was 3200, - € net. 1600 were due to debts he had recorded for previous mistresses, to banks, 1600, he had for himself. He was, incidentally, never been proud of its debts or even basking in it was like here and there in Scene Forums suspected from time to time. However, he had been in his life ladies only served for which he was really ready, as now seems to do for Lady Kelly, everything. In his view it was always ultimately located at the ladies, how far it went. Here, too, was his conviction that it was alone at the lady, whether she drove him into debt or not. He could really live with both. The lady "lost" in his eyes when she told him not to fall into debt. But if they did, he had the other not afraid. Solely the fun of the lady was crucial. And somehow he must have always found ladies who were having fun because it further to drive them into debt. Even in retrospect he did not complain about it. On the contrary, he admired all of his former mistresses of how they had died jumped him. Although he never criticized mistresses, he would probably still a resented, had she not only thought of their maximum fun at his expense. For this purpose he was there: to suffer most (not just financially but in every way really) for your maximum fun. - Any lady who made use of them, he admired deeply.
For Rudolf was the minimum tribute which he laid at the feet of a mistress a month, 400, - €. He had started on his last mistress, and he could still worsen them now. He had had just before the show today that he would still need a year to these 400, - € as it can make safe toll. He considered himself really as a villain and Zahlsau, who had to put a fixed monthly amount of the Lady's feet. He was not a fan of wish lists, gifts, etc. He was, after all, no gentleman who asked in the hands of a beauty. He was there to be exploited by a goddess. And yet all of his mistresses had decided that he would be most useful toil if he went and saw to it that regular, predictable and sustainable coal flowed, and he otherwise kept his face. Every beauty who treated him like that stupid useful object, he worshiped as the God.
the moment he was still not 400, - € per month guarantee. His brain worked and worked. Its human resources department had given him a standing offer of 200,000, - € submitted when he left the company. Was that enough? What would Lady Kelly, after they had collected his severance package, do with him? Finally, he had no job then get more and would most likely at his age does not create new approach and then nothing more. If he would have completely ruined for them - they would then lock him away, as she had said in the report?
he was ill, that he put such questions? He shrugged his shoulders. Hm, maybe. And if, then "only" in the eyes of the majority. Was there a parallel universe with Earth-like planet, where money slave mistresses and in- the majority were? According to the theoretical physicist Alexander Vilenkin for sure. There, it would annoy no one with such questions ...
work the morning the members page at Lady Kelly. He called in sick at work. Around noon, he tapped with trembling hands a request for an audience in the key ...
knelt and a half years later, Rudolf in a dark cellar in Rostock. Lady Kelly was closely entwined with her lover in front of Rudolph and crate shook with laughter. "It's really Fun to listen to you, you moron like you also for the fact that I have made of your life whisked shit! Go! Thank you further, asshole, "she commanded. Rudolf spoke with reverence and adoration: "O Divine Lady, I continue to thank you for allowing me to present to you my severance to her divine feet! Thank you for being so gracious after that to collect all my unemployment benefits month after month, thanks for the immense honor for me since I was a slave YOUR YOU day and night in the home and office was allowed to serve with the 9 other Schuftsäuen! Thank you for me when ever you wanted and desire had to beat, kicked, spat upon and have burned. Thank you told me to borrow me to the absolute excess, and I also infinitely more contracts of sale of electrical appliances, cars could be signed and so on. Thank you all my evidence that I was her slave and I, were destroyed, so will never find a creditor connect to them. Thank you, thank you, divine sovereignty, that they made me their total and extreme Schuldensau, and gracious at my expense amused! Forgiveness, divine sovereignty, that I now, after my unemployment benefits ran out, nothing more'm worth ... "Rudolf was added sheepishly.
"You're right," sneered Lady Kelly. "I have now even decided not to keep more than 10 slave to my operation. And the waiting list is long for this! If there a place becomes available, because the old, stupid pig is no longer in a position to coal, but only to drag Hartz4 bold, then, well, then it says: Bye, have fun at skinner, you useless nag and YEPPA, her with the next villain cattle that is broken in MIR, ha, ha! ".
So they went laughing away with her boyfriend. Rudolf was the worship in person. He felt only gratitude and admiration for this wonderful woman. He thought himself the happiest man in the world ...
