He called you His Boy Friday or Friday for short. Was there a Thursday? After handing over your tax, you got to work. Would it be a Friday where he ignores you or one where he'd remove the plug & stretch your hole? You hoped for the latter since a ruined orgasm in your cage was the only kind allowed

Empty ones, obviously.
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"Uber drivers don't wear uniforms!" you had pleaded. But he said you'd earn more tips and to be a good twink taxi. You watched as he walked toward the club. He'd be sliding $1's down strippers' jocks while you hoped to earn more. The car seat worked your plug deeper, making you strain in your cage.

Daddy talked you into trading your one-bedroom for the tiny handyman studio in his building, close enough to serve anytime. He helped you downsize, keep the clothes he likes. Visiting, he tells you to give him the money from your sale. And what you're going to save in rent. #findom #gayslave

Daddy pulls some strings and lands you a busboy job at the local gay bar. You hope no one notices the cage and plug, but everyone's stares say otherwise. One night he shows up with friends, snaps you over, and makes you clear their table while they grin. Best part: your paycheck hits his account.

This is much more embarrassing than a pup mask — but just as acceptable.

If you’re on a train and scrolling you should be $ending and DMing. #findom #cashmaster #alpha #cashfag