This is the part 1 of my story: https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/s/3eY1C6MBUx
I’d like to clarify how the money control works. When I first presented the idea to my roommate, and he accepted with a grin on his face, we had to come up with a solution. Because banks required my phone number for verification purposes or to change my password on the banks’ apps, the only way was to give him access to my phone as well. Or else it wouldn’t really work. But I was hesitant, I didn’t want to give up my privacy, I didn’t want him to read my texts or see my gallery. I mean I did trust him of course but I thought I wasn’t ready just yet.
So I told him, “OK, but you can only see the banks’ apps and cannot look at my texts or pictures.”
I had 2 bank accounts one of which was for my parents to send money as I didn’t work, they were supporting me until I graduate. The other one was for student’s loan and credit and I had a credit card on this one.
To which he replied, “Do you want my help or not?”
“Of course I do.”
“Then stop whining. This is the only way. Understood?”
I was paralysed for a moment. I felt like my ego was being attacked or something. I was considering to give up. I didn’t want him to see my cringey gay texts or pics. I thought I should’ve deleted those. And yet, I craved so bad for his control, I said “Yes, okay.”
Then I gave him the passcode to my phone and the bank accounts. He changed the passwords of the banks’ and told me to bring my wallet to him. I did and he took my debit cards and credit card. He gave me some cash money and said “This is only for an emergency. If you have an emergency and use this money you will report to me. You are not to spend it unless you really have to. Understood?”
I said yes. Then he gave me a little more cash and told me it was tomorrow’s allowance and he would give me cash daily as he sees fit. And I was required to text him immediately whenever I spend the money and what for.
After that day, I did as he wanted, and I found myself purchasing everything one by one just to find a reason to text him more lol.
So now he has had control over my money for over 5 years. I haven’t once seen my finances after that day. My parents would sometimes tell me how much they sent but I wouldn’t know how much I have. They would ask me if I needed more and I would have to ask my roommate lol. And he always assured me and said not to worry, everything is under his control. I graduated 2 years ago and I have been employed for more than a year and a half. But I never gave up trusting him, he is still in charge of my money, he manages my rent, utilities etc.
Some time after our money arrangement, he told me that I couldn’t lose weight by just spending less. That I had to follow a diet and exercise. He was right but I told him I don’t have time to exercise because I had to study whenever I can. He told me I was just finding excuses. I said maybe, but I don’t have the motivation to go to the gym or go out for a run. He looked at me with a somewhat angry face and said “Ok, this is the last time I’m hearing excuses from your mouth. You wanted my help and you will stop wasting my time.” After hearing that, who was I to decline. I couldn’t speak and I just nodded my head. And I had a boner instantly but thank god we were sitting down!
He told me he was signing me up to the gym he was going. And he told me not to worry about diet, “I am planning everything and you just have to eat what I tell you to eat, do the exercises I tell you to do, and just obey me.” He was smiling at the end of his sentence. I was in shock. Did I really hear the word “obey”? Was he okay to explore this further, could I even ask for his sexual attention? But I was too scared to lose him and didn’t ask for anything sexual.
So there I was, taking commands on what to eat each day, what to do in the gym or outdoors, and reporting my every purchase. Each time i reported something or received a command, I would go full hard. I had so many embarrassing moments. I was getting results though. Lost some weight, gained some muscles, and even my studies were better because all my exhaust was gone. I can’t be thankful enough.
For a couple of months, I was happy. I was serving a magnificent man, smelling his manly laundry, I was being controlled, I was feeling safe in his presence, I was getting in shape. He seemed to have some joy making me obey him. But after that couple of months, I was craving for more. Humans are never satisfied I guess. I wanted to expand our horizons and even ask for more.
More to come ^