Since taking over ducky's accts. Ive been riding on a seemingly endless wave of power and excitement. I LOVE fucking with him. It actually makes Me feel good to receive his frantic texts begging Me to stop. It is soo much more satisfying to taunt ducky into humiliating and degrading himself now that Im sure his paranoia and fear will keep him from getting distracted by his ego.  
he used to come to Me on his terms, when his dick was hard, when he had extra money to burn, and when he felt like it. Now, he does what I say, when I say, instantly. No bargaining. No bullshit. Its... relaxing. I dont have to micro-manage or babysit. The dynamic has changed and it looks like he doesnt have the ball anymore.
Over the last couple of days sweet, dumb, ducky has trib'd $1000 cash, agreed to at least $1800/mo. recurring charges for the next 3 mo's, sent Me an iPad which should be here tomorrow, given Me free reign with his credit & debit cards, committed to a celibate life of chastity (well, he's allowed to get plowed by the fat, hairy men I send to his house), and the best present of all has become utterly helpless to deny Me.
he, of course, has options. he can do whatever he wants. I never want to take that away from him. but what he wants now is peace of mind. The kind of peace of mind that only comes from obeying Me to avoid ruin.
It may seem like Im taking away his freedom of will but that's absolutely not true. I dont want to make his decisions for him. I want him to make his own choices and weigh the consequences of his actions. And, Im fair. Every time ducky does something for Me I, in turn, do something for him. Like earlier, when I offered to remove one small scrap of his personal info from My blog if he would fuck his ass with a hotdog and eat it on camera. he could have said no and I would have added more of his personal info. but it was still his choice. Its creating a nice balance between us.