Understanding the Need to Serve

No, you are not the first, and will not be the last, to try to fight your desire for financial domination.
The deep craving you have to be used, taken deeper, feel financial pain, and live your life as an owned cashpig is something that is at odds with the role society has said you should have: a confident, self-assured masculine male.

Yet that role never felt right for you. You work hard, even earn more than the average man, and can be respected in your field and life, yet it never felt right. In your own skin, living up to society’s ideal, you felt like a stranger, living a false life. You wondered why, watching others that seemed so comfortable in their lives, you could not feel the same.

The need to serve, to be used; the recognition that there are simply men superior to you, who were born with the natural dominance you look up to; has always been there, yet hidden. You work, earn, save, build a future, yet real men seem to fall into their roles so naturally, and deserve things you never felt right with. But even knowing that, the thought of Serving, or being used, was not one that was obvious to you.

And then you felt it. That feeling of belonging, of feeling as if you were meant to be somewhere. As you saw the first mention of financial domination, were introduced to concepts of serving, being used, taking on a role in serving a superior, it just felt right. And while you may not have been of much use to such a superior Man in many ways, feeling even small amounts drain to them, working to better their lives, made you feel right. You were becoming your best self.

It has grown. Now you are learning to accept what you are, draining more and more, going from being manipulated into being used to aggressively seeking it out. Days of work give way to nights being drained; weekends spent with your legs wide, stroking feverishly, needing to be fucked over.

Soon you no longer want to go out, socialize, even hit the gym. You want to work and serve, earn more and drain it to your God. Your life is no longer yours, you are owned.  The thoughts consume you, fantasies of bankruptcy, blackmail, ruin, exposure slowly become goals with steps taking you closer and closer to reality. And at each level, each step, your cock throbs, shooting load after load, needing to be drained more, harder and faster, living your best life as an owned cashslut.

Exactly as it should be faggot.

Message Me, and beg to take this further.