"Send him in," Zack Sharpe said from behind his mahogany desk.
Being the CEO of one of the largest banks in the area had its perks, but there was never a day without a problem. His employee sheepishly walked in, and Zack motioned him to sit down in the hot seat.
Dressed in a tailored power suit, and wearing designer glasses, Zack leaned forward, giving the employee all his attention.
"I've been told you're having credit problems," Zack said.
"Yes, you see, if I could get an advance on my pay, then I could..."
Zack held up his hand. He slid a piece of paper over.
"Tell me how someone at your level spends ten thousand in two weeks."
"Well, I... uh... had a lot of unexpected bills come up. It really just hit me all at once."
"Mmmhmm. Mr. Cruthers, you know I can read, right?"
"Of course, sir."
"Then you have ten seconds to tell me the actual problem, or you can figure out a solution to your debt problem without a job."
"Sir! I...uh...fuck...it was...twitter."
"Twitter? Twitter's a private company now, how would you put money on its stock."
"No, it wasn't Twitter. It was being on Twitter."
Zack held up his hand and started counting down his fingers.
"It's called Findom. That's why I lost my money."
"What the hell is that, some sort of video game?"
"It's short for financial domination."
"Financial domination? If you want to be financially dominated, I can certainly spread your salary around."
"No. No. No. There's this one girl, she just lured me in and I never got out." The man's tone sounded like someone from AA, riddled with regret and shame.
"What the fuck are you talking about? You're telling me you sent $10,000 to a girl online."
"When you say it like that, it sounds so stupid. But it's real. Men like me get suckered in and it becomes a craving to send more."
The phone started beeping on Zack's desk.
"I need to take this. I want you to think long and hard about how you're going to remedy this. Because I will fire you if I find it unsatisfactory. Is that understood?"
"Yes, sir."
Zack signaled him to leave so he could take the call about his newest investment property. The last thing he wanted to do was discuss some idiot's spending habits. If they all saved and invested like Zack, maybe they'd have something to show for it.
**
At the end of the day, Zack finished his last virtual meeting and needed time to unwind before going home. He grabbed his phone and walked over to his couch, lying down for comfort. After scrolling through his investments for the day, and checking the sports news, the word findom popped into his head.
He searched on Google and found many hits, including numerous Twitter profiles. Out of curiosity, he clicked on the first one, Goddess Mage, a black-haired beauty with an average face. To Zack's surprise, the user had thousands of followers and she was posting pictures of making thousands per day. That math seemed impossible. Aside from celebrities, athletes, politicians and CEOs, no one made that kind of passive income.
Whoever was behind this profile had duped a lot of people out of their hard-earned money. After checking a few more accounts and seeing average-looking college-aged girls making outlandish earning claims, Zack became convinced that it was all a scam and that Mr. Cruthers was even more of an idiot than he had thought. Maybe he should have been fired for poor decision-making.
As Zack was about to close the app, he checked out one more profile. A 19-year-old college girl called Goddess Harmony. The moment her picture popped up; Zack became intrigued. She was extremely cute and looked completely innocent, but her tweets were far from it.
Goddess Harmony loved encouraging men to go broke and called all men dumbasses. Some posts highlighted how men should be begging to send her money and how they worked hard so that she could play.
Although the other accounts had no effect on him, there was something about Goddess Harmony that drew Zack in. Maybe it was her young age, or maybe it was because she was Zack's type: blonde hair, blue eyes and a busty chest on a skinny frame. Regardless, the way she spoke to her male followers was the last thing he had expected to see from a college girl.
After exploring her profile, he noted that she required a $50 fee before any man could even DM and talk to her. That was called a tribute. Again, another ridiculous concept. But the offer fascinated Zack. What would she even say to him?
Wanting to know the answer, Zack created a Twitter account called Mr.CEO600, and then sent the initial tribute through a site called Wishtender. After sending his tribute, he messaged Goddess Harmony.
'Hello Goddess Harmony, I have sent your Tribute on Wishtender.'
The entire concept and process still seemed ridiculous. Regardless, Zack sat back and waited for a response. After a few minutes, his patience paid off.
'Good boy'
And that was it. He waited a few more minutes, but there was no further message. Fifty bucks for two words, that was absurd! He leaned forward and began typing.
'That's all I get for my tribute? I'm new to Findom and I don't know how this is supposed to work.'
The response was immediate this time.
'Does it turn you on to send me money?'
Zack hated to admit it, but the concept of a schoolgirl twice his age demanding money for nothing did in fact turn him on. He employed many college interns that he paid nothing for their work and here this girl was receiving money for nothing.
'Yes.'
'Good boy. Send me $100.'
Zack was not going to be fooled again.
'I already sent your tribute.'
'Ur job is to be an ATM for me. Send 100 or I block...'
The CEO sat back dumbfounded as to why he was even entertaining this ridiculous roleplaying. Did she just expect him to pay her for nothing in return? Flipping back to her profile, he read her most recent tweet, which included her cute face, her tight blue bikini displaying ample cleavage and her middle finger wearing what was likely costume jewellery. The caption read:
'You should be honored to be allowed to send me money. You work, I play!'
The image was mesmerizing, and her large tits held his attention. Why was it so enticing to send this random girl money. There were plenty of similar images all over the internet, and yet this one girl had the audacity to demand compensation! And for what, because she said so?