I have a real fetish for ca$h. Virtual money is great too, seeing direct bank transfers, online gift cards and all, but I'm growing bored of that. There is nothing like real cash being handed to me. I love the way it is counted into my pretty princess palm, $100, thank you Goddess, $200, thank you Goddess, $4500, thank you Goddess - it just turns me on for you to spit the money right out into my hands. I love to pay for things with those $100 bills, knowing in a shop they have to make special arrangements to give me my change. I love to throw my money on my bed and roll around in it. I like th...

I have a real fetish for ca$h. Virtual money is great too, seeing direct bank transfers, online gift cards and all, but I'm growing bored of that. There is nothing like real cash being handed to me. I love the way it is counted into my pretty princess palm, $100, thank you Goddess, $200, thank you Goddess, $4500, thank you Goddess - it just turns me on for you to spit the money right out into my hands. I love to pay for things with those $100 bills, knowing in a shop they have to make special arrangements to give me my change. I love to throw my money on my bed and roll around in it. I like the sound money makes when you flick it against your hands, the sound it makes as you shuffle it, and the beautiful and creative arrangements you can make with it. It has to be a turn on for you to know that the real, live money that your lowly hands touched will soon be touching my hands. You can't get that feeling with a virtual transfer. I love getting love letters filled with cash - I love traditional tasks like that. I don't want to session. I don't want to see you. I want the cash to be Western Union to me, the clerk's face surprised as she counts the register dry. I want you to go to your bank, make the withdrawal, write a letter, put a stamp on it, and mail it to me, knowing I will have it in my hands soon to spend as I see fit. I want you to feel the full experience of giving to me, I want your weakness to last, for you to ache to pay, for you to wonder for days as your tribute travels through the mail or through Western Union. Constantly checking for a confirmation, I want you obsessed.