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All my slaves know that I am perfect, with gigantic wealth, beauty and power. What they do not know is where all my money comes from. I do, naturally, and I usually enjoy recollecting all about it.

I was 18, and out at a club with some chums. There had been a gruesome old guy sitting in the VIP area. He kept looking over at me. The idiot was completely smitten, and I knew it. Even at that young age, I knew the power that my beauty gave me.

At 1 time in the evening, after he'd been looking at me, I just walked right up to him and told him that I knew just how beautiful I was, and that if he wanted me then he have to prove that he was worthy of me.

‘What will it take?' he asked.

‘For me to pick up my skirt and show you my knickers, it's going to be one hundred euros' I lied.

‘Okay, here is a a hundred euros,' he said, as he gave it over.

I took the note, then smiling, ‘I've changed my mind, it's going to be 500.'

I noticed a grin and flash of excitement on his face as he instantaneously handed over the extra notes. ‘I am going to bleed him dry', I thought to myself.

‘Actually,' I revealed, ‘I have decided not to show you my panties. No, instead I've decided that I need you to strip off in front of everybody. And it'll cost you all the cash in your wallet.'

‘But,' he started to say.

‘But, what? Do it. Do it now!' I barked.

Confused, but excited, the man froze.

‘Look, it's awfully simple', I announced. ‘First, I reach into your pocket and take your wallet', I revealed as i did just that. I removed the wallet, opened it up, and took the thousands of EU Bucks within. As I did so I felt really attractive. I recollect licking my lips and feeling so horny.

Restoring myself, I looked at him. The sorry, pathetic moron. ‘Actually,' I said,'you seem old and ghastly. This place is for cool people who look good. Just get out of here!'

Turned on himself, although he didn't actually see why, he obeyed. I snorted to myself as he ran off, before counting out the money : 6,500 euros!

‘This is easy' I claimed to myself. ‘I am never going to work. I am just going to squeeze money out of simpleton men.'

So it all began...