A Financial Domination Goddess Judges Her Paypigs’ Worthiness

Eager to Please a Financial Domination Goddess

They can’t even get through the door before they’re crawling on their knees, gifts and tributes in hand. Certainly, they know better than to waste the time of a financial domination Goddess. Presently, there are so many submissive paypigs, eager to please me. None of them wants to meet the ball busting Mistress side of me. Despite the fact that they all have the same desperation to be my favorite paypig, only some will make the cut. Besides, the “#1 Paypig” coveted title is only given to one piggy each week. Based on their performance and the gifts they give me, I decide who deserves the title each week.

Reclining on my pink tufted chaise lounge, I cross my legs covered in sheer black stockings, my pedicured feet in black stiletto heels. As they all stare at their financial domination Goddess, I ask, “Well, who’s first?”

Vying to be the #1 Paypig for a Financial Domination Goddess

The submissives look around, sizing each other up. Without a doubt, they all know that if they make me happy, I’ll give them attention.  Most importantly, the #1 Paypig gets to massage the soft feet of their financial domination Goddess. Obviously, touching me is the ultimate privilege. But each week, I can only choose one. So the piggy that provides gifts totaling more than all of the others gets the title of #1 Paypig for that week. Occasionally, I will let the #1 Paypig sleep at my feet on my bed once or twice during their week.  All piggies dream of getting the title.

Show and Tell Time for Financial Domination Goddess

The first groveling piggie crawls towards me, bags of gifts dragging behind him. Obviously, he’s been working hard for his financial domination Goddess. As he maintains his downward gaze, he opens the bags one at a time. “Everything I earn is for you, Goddess. I worked three jobs this month to get it.”

Undeniably, this piggie is very devoted. I take the bags and look inside. Surprisingly, this piggie really did exceed his previous week’s earnings. Although I’m pleased with his progress, this kind of loyalty is the bare minimum to be expected when serving a financial domination Goddess.

“Keep this up, you’re showing a lot of potential.” His cock visibly leaks from the praise I give to him.

Although the other submissives look at him enviously, I like to encourage competition.  It makes piggies aspire to do better every week.  Then they’ll work harder, earn more, and give me everything they have. All for the chance to be my favorite.

Disappointing a Financial Domination Goddess

As I dismiss him with a wave of my hand, I call out, “Next.”  Immediately, another eager paypig crawls forward to provide gifts to his financial domination Goddess. He has a few bags with him. Since he looks so nervous, I have to ask. “What’s wrong?”

“Goddess, I… I couldn’t afford to give you everything this month.” He’s shaking.

Indeed, he has every right to be nervous. “Why not?” I demand.

“I… I had to pay some bills. I’m sorry.”

I roll my eyes at his pathetic behavior. I can’t stand weakness. “Get out,” I bark.

He looks up at me in shock. “What?”

“You heard me. Get the fuck out.  Unless you’re willing to give me everything you earn, don’t come back.  You’re here to serve a financial domination Goddess, not get charity.  If you can’t make the cut, get out of the way.  Because there’s plenty of devoted piggies ready and willing to serve me.” As he leaves, his head hangs dejectedly.

Pleasing a Financial Domination Goddess

The next trembling submissive crawls forward. He slides a Louis Vuitton leather trunk towards me and opens the lid for his financial domination Goddess. It’s full. “Everything I earned this month, Goddess. There are days I went without sleep to gather all of this for you.  Please let me be your #1 Paypig.”

I look down at him and smile. “This is exactly what I expect.  Because of your hard work, you can get my bubble bath ready right now while I finish here.  At least you know you can bathe me tonight.”

As he backs out of the room, he can barely contain his excitement.

And the Winner Is…

As the line continues, I can see them all trying harder and harder to impress me. In the end, I have piles of money, expensive jewelry, and couture lingerie.  I pull out my phone and text the paypig that sacrificed and provided the most that week, letting him know he earned the title of #1 Paypig.  Then I text him to tell him he gets the honor of sleeping at the foot of the bed of his financial domination goddess.  As I hear his excited shriek from down the hall, I know the others are jealous. They wish they could have been the one I chose. But there can only be one favorite. Will it be you?