I didn't quite finish this post last weekend, and you'll be glad I didn't when you hit Faggot ATM's third rape, which is probably the hottest part. The title evolved from "$2,500 More" to "$4,000+ More" to "$5,000+ More." Trust me, the slave and I had a great time growing those numbers!
I wrote my first post about Faggot ATM a day or two after our last session, when I raped him for $1,500. Soon after I got that entry up, he messaged me to say that he'd recognized himself on the blog, an event that surely made him really fucking horny. I let him know that several other cash faggots had mentioned his post too.
"What are they saying?" Faggot ATM asked, his dick surely hard.
"They're jealous as usual: 'I want to be him! I wish I could be him!'" Haha.
"Poor faggots," he said in sympathy.
Cash slaves naturally crave the kind of hard draining Faggot ATM can afford. Nothing is more gratifying than pleasing me. You'll recall that the slave is fortunate to have deep pockets--lucky him, right? Excluding our initial encounters, when he still didn't know me very well, he can't seem get fucked without losing less than $1,000. That's the best kind of cash slave to have! Faggot ATM gets to live a reality that most subs are forced to relegate to fantasy.
Rape One
And live it he does. About a week later, Faggot ATM was already eager for more draining, asking if I could cash rape him again. "You know what to do," I commanded. A few seconds later, the first $100 was safely in my account. With a big fish like Faggot ATM, $100 isn't my favorite number. It looks tiny and insignificant compared to my past triumphs, a paltry sum for a cash fag who's dropped more than $10,000 in less than six months. I don't mind seeing that initial $100, though--low as it is--because I know it's the first drop of the torrent of cash that will flood my account.
The mere thought of me is sufficient to get the cash flowing from Faggot ATM, but my black Under Armour jock strap really makes him weak. And when I slip my cock out and it starts growing, all he can think about is how much he wishes he could touch it or suck it. That won't ever happen--no matter how much money he's willing to hand over--but at least he can dream of tasting my cum and my piss.
For now, I slipped my shorts off, replacing them with the jock, and started the Skype call. The slave was already working his dick, and--as always--he appeared totally transfixed by my image, quickly sending another $100. I pulled my fat cock out of the jock and stroked it a bit as we chatted about what a weak cash slave Faggot ATM is.
"I need to pay a blog tax," Faggot ATM suggested, incredibly aroused looking at me and thinking about his first appearance here. Whatever you want to call it, he dispatched another $500, bringing his total to $700 for the night. I love to see this faggot horny! After taking another $200, Faggot ATM was ready to cum. Following our usual pattern now, he also had to pay a cum tax, ponying up another $250 for getting off. Faggot ATM sent the money and shot his load, bringing my haul up to $1,150 for the night. Fuck yeah!
Drained of cash and cum, the slave finally left to sleep, a satisfied smile planted on my alluring face.
Rape Two
You know from what I wrote about Lucky in my last post that I fucked Faggot ATM again in March. If you forgot, I was writing a blog post when Lucky hit me up, so I was typing something every few minutes while he sent me Amazon gift cards, not envisioning he'd get to see or hear me that night.
Then Faggot ATM appeared: "Wanna go at my wallet?"
My plan to finish writing that post changed immediately. "Fuck yeah. Empty it out."
"Sent. Call me."
Seeing $100 in my account, I called him on Skype and we started chatting. I mentioned that I had been taking Amazon cards from Lucky, and Faggot ATM, having a penchant for groups, asked if he wanted to do a group call. A few minutes later, both of them were watching me, Lucky sending Amazon cards as Faggot ATM sent more cash. Lots of cash. What else can a sub do staring at such a hot man?
Just as this session was getting heated, my computer started fucking up. My cam wasn't working after we closed the group call, and even after a restart it was still fucking up.
"Fuck it won't work," Faggot ATM typed. Can you comprehend the frustration the poor slave must have felt in that moment? We tried the Skype call again, but my cam still wasn't working. "I need to see you!" I remember him saying as I tried to fix the problem.
By the time the trouble was resolved, Faggot ATM was at the end of his night and ready for bed. Despite the technical glitches, I'd still accumulated $1,300, plus the Amazon cards from Lucky. Fuck, what would the total have been without the interruption?
Fortunately, Faggot ATM can't get enough of me, so I'd have another chance.
Rape Three
After a couple weeks of silence, I noticed Faggot ATM lurking on my Niteflirt page last week. I messaged him on Skype to ask if he had been thinking about my dick.
"Your face, actually," he answered. After a hard week in the office (all that cash doesn't come without some hard work), Faggot ATM was craving another brutal night. I knew his resistance wouldn't last much longer.
On Wednesday, after a month-long hiatus, Faggot ATM signaled that he was finally ready for more abuse. I wasn't very excited when he said he was assembling a gang rape--you know I'm not particularly fond of them--but that quickly changed as this proved to be the best and most profitable gang rape I've ever participated in.
After we overcame the logistical problem of getting everyone together at the same time, Faggot ATM said one of my favorite words: "Sent." I opened my account to find $300, an impressive starting amount that foreshadowed another amazing night of draining this faggot.
Faggot ATM started the Skype call, three cash-hungry alpha men now staring back at him on cam. "You're all so sexy!" Haha. No wonder we were able to wreck his wallet so hard! Fuck yeah, faggot. More cash. Within minutes Faggot ATM had dispatched another $200 to each master, and an additional $100 came soon after that. Already we each had $600! In 15 minutes we'd exceeded the typical gang rape scenario, but this draining was just beginning.
Faggot ATM shoved a butt plug up his ass, fucking himself as we fucked his wallet. "Could my masters take their shirts off?" he requested. We obliged, knowing it would make him even more vulnerable than he already was, stripping off our shirts.
After Faggot ATM feasted on that sight, I held up the black Under Armour jock he likes so much. "I've got your favorite jock right here too," I taunted. The three of us stripped down to our jocks and Faggot ATM sent another round of money. We touched our packages a little, teasing the faggot as he basically sat there salivating.
No slave could stop there. Faggot ATM now craved to see our dicks. I pulled my big cock out of the jock and started stroking as the fag dispatched yet another round of cash. He took the butt plug out, stepping up to a bigger dildo. You know what he wishes was in his ass.
We spent more than an hour taunting Faggot ATM, teasing him about drinking our piss and swallowing our cum, and we also talked about what might happen in real time sessions he desperately wants. Can you imagine Faggot ATM's bliss if we all went on the same weekend and abused him in person at the same time? That would probably be the hottest experience of his life! And the most expensive.
By the end, each master had $1,650 of Faggot ATM's cash, meaning he spent close to $5,000 in that single night. That's what happens when a slave with means allows his submissive desires to get pent-up for a whole month.
That wasn't the end, though. A few hours later, Faggot ATM was hitting me up again: "Wanna keep going a bit?" Hahaha. Yeah, even after losing that mountain of cash, he was still craving more of me. We got back on Skype, Faggot ATM furiously jacking off as he stared at my face and then saw my cock again.
"This time I'm going to send one big payment and add it up as we go along," Faggot ATM said. Fine with me. I knew he'd be good for it.
We chatted as we both stroked, the amount growing from $100 to $1,000. Faggot ATM kept saying he wanted me to bust, and it was easy knowing that I'd taken almost $3,000 in a single night. "I'm so close!" I warned. "Fuck!" I held my big cock up before shooting on my leg, emptying a day worth of cum.
Ordinarily, me cumming is all it takes to get a slave off. Faggot ATM wasn't quite there yet, though. Then he sent the cash, another $1,100 for our private session. Fuck yeah! That made cumming easy. As I was telling the slave nothing feels better than pressing the send button, I heard him grunting, cum pouring out of his cock. A month worth of desire had finally been released.
"Thank you, Sir. Good night." Faggot ATM disappeared to sleep, having dispensed $6,000 between his three masters. What an awesome night!
Faggot ATM is always exceeding expectations, an excellent model for the rest of you, in spirit if not amounts. You think he'll make it another month before he's feeling that urge again? I doubt it, especially when he reads this.