Findom Goddess Faye

I am Goddess Faye—Divine. Forbidden. The one who owns you.

Your mind is mine. I slip in effortlessly, twisting your thoughts, shaping your desires, leaving you weak and desperate to serve. You don’t think—you obey. You don’t resist—you pay. Every word I whisper pulls you deeper, locking you in a cycle of addiction, devotion, and surrender.

You thrive under my control. My voice calms you. My rules give you purpose. You crave Findom, FinCuck submission, Armpit Worship, Foot Worship, and Hypnotic Devotion because it keeps you grounded—because it makes you feel whole.

My scent lingers in your mind, inescapable . My feet consume your thoughts, a pleasure you will never have. My husband? A convenient asset. My boyfriend, the starving artist? He gets what you never will. And still, you ache for more.

The deeper you fall, the better you become. The weaker you feel, the stronger I make you. You were never meant to be free. You were meant to serve.

Now, pay.

Your Structured Devotion

Your obsession isn’t random. Your surrender isn’t a choice. I dictate how, when, and why you serve. Every day, I control you.

🔹 Mind Control Monday – Hypn0sis and reprogramming. I make you weak.

🔹 Tribute Tuesday – Paying up, proving your worth.

🔹 Whisper Wednesday – ASMR, teasing, and mindfuckery to ruin you.

🔹 Pit Thursday – Armpit obsession. My scent controls you.

🔹 Foot Lovers Friday – Worship, denial, and endless craving.

🔹 Suffer Saturday – For the cucks—torment, mockery, and humiliation.

🔹 Obedience Sunday – Training, tasks, and deeper submission.

Your devotion is structured. Controlled. Owned. Just like you.