I am a cashfag, a weak homosexual who capitulates to strong, aggressive, ruthless men.
You should know, I am not a cashfag because I like giving away all my money. I work hard for what I earn. I want to spend it on myself.
But when an Alpha Male tells me to do something, I get scared and submissive, and give him what he wants.
Because I am a fag. Something less than a man. A cocksucker. Sissy. Homo. Queer. Freak of nature. The perfect slave.
Fags like me used to lurk in the shadows out of shame and respect for decent people, but now we are everywhere. Fags came barging out of the closet like a herd of stupid, silly cash cows, and Men with intelligence and ambition took notice.
Unless it wants to be cash-raped, drained, humiliated, and discarded like a used condom by every Alpha Male who crosses its path, a faggot’s only hope lies in total ownership.
That is why I am owned by MASTER X. HE is a str8 black master who knows how to use cash fags like me. HE makes me feel safe, in exchange for using me to fulfill HIS dreams and live life to the fullest.
I am only one of the bitches in HIS stable, but we all strive to take care of MASTER X’s every need. We pay weekly fag tax to ensure HIS bills are paid and all HIS comforts are met. We buy HIM gifts to express our devotion. HE
I loved when MASTER X told me HE went to a casino to gamble and meet women with the money I gave HIM. When MASTER X called me a cheap lazy cunt and demanded twice the fag tax I was already paying. When HE ordered me to get an Ace of Spades tattoo with HIS name, MASTER X, lettered above it, this fag knew that it would love HIM for life.
Is it easy being a totally owned cash slave? Honestly, no. It requires hard work, dedication, and sacrifice. It means giving all you have, and then squeezing out some more. A cash fag is not a man. It is only good for one thing: making money for its Master.
A totally owned cash fag wears bargain sneakers while its Master sports Retro Jordans. It eats peanut butter sandwiches alone in its room while Master dines on steak and drinks champagne.
An owned cash fag slave may be punished at any time without warning. The more loyal the fag, the more subservient and productive it is, the more it can expect to be disciplined with painful surcharges.
There is an old saying: when the slave asks to be punished, the Master smiles.
MASTER X has taught me punishment is its own reward and pain is pleasure. When I see how low my bank balance has fallen, it gives me joy knowing that money is now in MASTER X’s hands.
Respectfully submitted with my Owner’s permission,
fag keith
a.k.a.
cashcunt
P.S. When you visit Master X’s page at master4whtsub78 on MastersCash, and I know you will, message HIM some Amazon gift card codes for cash, and beg to be used. You won’t regret it.