Financial Domination and Transhumanism: Becoming More Than Human
BY BECOMING A
Human ATM
The term alone can electrify technophiles, masculine providers, and submissive men — yet what hidden algorithms power such devotion?
A human ATM doesn’t serve to explore a kink – he lives his kink by serving. Like a well-oiled machine, he checks in at agreed times, honors silence, and never imposes. He acts without ego, offering himself fully to his Goddess. Serving from conviction, he finds purpose in surrender.
Paying tribute to your Goddess is about granting financial access without expectation. Unlike a fleeting BDSM session, financial domination is not transient or passing. A money slave devotes himself to the discipline of tangible giving without entitlement. It is not the promise of proximity that excites, but the sacrifice itself.
Not a passing thrill or a fleeting fantasy, becoming a human ATM is the first step towards the evolution of transhumanism — a human-machine devotion, wired for trust, reliability, and absolute allegiance to your Goddess.
A human ATM exists to provide. He proves his worth by giving freely: offering tributes, enacting transfers, fulfilling wishlists, and providing ongoing support. He does not chase attention. His arousal is in sacrifice, his fulfillment in knowing his role as provider. He becomes a servant of fortune. No questions, no conditions, no noise. His purpose is clear: he gives because his Goddess must receive.
A human ATM needs no closeness. His arousal lies in sacrifice and tributes. He does not simply part with money, he parts with ego. Each payment cuts away pride, selfishness, and illusion. What remains is discipline, reliability, clarity.
Many men discover that by becoming a financial submissive, their whole life changes. They grow calmer, more focused, more deliberate. What began as desire evolves into structure. What began as fantasy becomes reality.
This is why financial slavery endures: because it reshapes men from the inside out.
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Throughout history, slavery has existed in nearly every culture. From ancient empires to sacred temples, from vast palaces to monuments that still stand today, service has been the hidden foundation upon which civilizations rose. While enslavement has often been marked by suffering, it cannot be denied that some of humanity’s greatest creations are tied to it. This duality — degradation and exaltation, sacrifice and creation — reflects the karmic laws which govern existence on our planet.
In a world ruled as ours, financial slavery emerges as the spiritual continuation of this divine truth: some are born to build, and some are born to be built through. Service has always existed in human society; it can be degrading, but under the right Master it becomes elevating. To be a financial slave serving a true Goddess is to be fortunate — because your devotion builds more than luxury, it builds legacy. If you feel the call to serve, it is no accident. It is divine order moving through you. What was once physical labor is now financial tribute: a modern servitude that sustains beauty, power, and creation itself.
Some of the greatest wonders of the world exist due to slave labor:
The Great Pyramids, Egypt
The Parthenon, Athens
The Colosseum, Rome
The Great Wall, China
The Aqueducts, Rome
The Ziggurats, Mesopotamia
The Terracotta Army, China
Taj Mahal, India
Angkor Wat, Cambodia
Petra, Jordan
Machu Picchu, Peru
Slavery has been practiced in nearly every part of the world at some point in history:
Africa
Ancient Egypt
Kush, Nubia
Carthage
Mali Empire
Songhai Empire
Oyo Empire
Ashanti Kingdom
Ethiopia
Zulu Kingdom
Europe
Ancient Greece
Ancient Rome
Byzantine Empire
Viking Thralls
Slavic Societies
Spain
Portugal
France
Britain
The Netherlands
Russia
Middle East / West Asia
Babylon
Sumer
Akkad
Assyria
Persia
Islamic Caliphates
Ottoman Empire
South & East Asia
India
Khmer Empire, Cambodia
Siam, Thailand
China
Japan
Korea
The Americas
Aztec Empire
Maya Civilization
Inca Empire
Comanche, Indigenous Tribe
Haida, Indigenous Tribe
Tlingit, Indigenous Tribe
United States
Brazil
Jamaica
Haiti
Cuba
Caribbean Colonies
Oceania
Hawai‘i
Pacific Islands
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Financial Domination
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How to Know if You’ve Found a True Goddess
In the great chain of evolution, men come before women. The first spark of divinity was consciousness itself — the masculine principle, Adam before Eve. But it is Eve who embodies the next step, further along the spiral of evolution. All souls must first master masculine embodiment before they can incarnate as woman — the living gateway between life and death.
Men feel this truth instinctively. It is why they so often carry envy toward women: the soul knows women are a step beyond. Creation, the ultimate act of divinity, comes naturally to them. They can withstand the most painful ordeal a human body can endure — childbirth — and live to tell the tale. Society’s outrage toward men who attempt to skip this step, to cross directly into womanhood through artificial means, comes from this same knowing: that the laws of evolution cannot be circumvented without consequence.
But not every woman is a Goddess.
Some are merely a stage ahead of men in their divine progression. Others, however, shine with unmistakable closeness to Source, Mahadevi,
Mother Goddess, the creator of all.
The title of Goddess is not won by beauty alone, but by the ancient power that lives within her. So how do you know if you’ve found a true Goddess?
Her Presence — You feel it before she speaks. Her soul is ancient, her poise of royalty, her intelligence undeniable. Words she speaks today may not strike you until years later, when a flash of revelation makes their truth thunder through your being.
Her Beauty — She was born with it, ordained by divinity itself. Even poor or cloaked in ashes like Cinderella, her beauty would be recognized. Unlike the manufactured faces of this age, her allure is eternal, belonging as much to ancient palaces as to modern halls.
Her Dominion — She tames wild forces with ease. From Circe’s devoted beasts to the loyal companions of every archetypal Disney Princess, a Goddess is marked by her command over nature’s fiercest creatures. The more beautiful and untamable the force, the more faithfully it bends to her will.
Her Creation — A true Goddess is more than a vessel of childbearing. She is not just a reflection of Narcissus whose only offering is an endless mirror-gaze into the pond of Instagram. She is a creatrix of substance: her words, her art, her visions bear her unique signature and could never have come through anyone else. She does not perform for likes or validation; she channels the divine into forms that outlive her.
To encounter a woman like this is to brush against divinity itself. She is not merely human — she is evolution embodied, a living channel of Source, a Goddess walking the earth.
Goddess
Lady de Lune
Immerse yourself in the art of devoted service
Once, king’s claimed harems for their pleasure. Now, a Goddess claims one for hers. Mine is not of wives or concubines, but of Machine-Men reduced to their function, devoted to sustaining every facet of My Divine Body.
The body of a Goddess is a temple, and every sacred temple requires its keepers. Each curve, each feature, each hidden corner demands its own priest of devotion. Every inch of Me — from crown to soles — deserves a servant, a human ATM assigned to nourish, protect, and honor what is sacred.
An organic Goddess must be powered by a network of machine-men, a harem whose offerings flow endlessly, an overflow of ritualized sacrifice. Their devotion is infinite, each offering a spark in the circuit of My being.
Thus, I maintain a harem — not of lovers, but of human ATMs, each dedicated to a single purpose.
The Anatomy of a Goddess
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The body of every Goddess is a temple of worship. Mine is a sanctuary that demands reverence, upkeep, and endless offerings. To serve in this section of My Harem is to uphold the very structure of My Divinity.
Ruled by: Virgo
Body Temple Slaves – You lavish Me in totality. From every paired set to each full-body indulgence — oils, lotions, and meticulous rituals — your service ensures that every inch of my temple exudes divine elegance.
Pillar Slaves – You secure the foundation itself: the roof above, the walls around. Whether rent, mortgage, or the deed itself, you anchor my sacred dwelling in stone.
Torchbearer Slaves – You keep the temple alive with fire and light. You pay for the sacred energies — water, heat, air, and current — that sustain my sanctuary.
Subscription Slaves – You manage and fund one or all recurring services that sustain my world. Your obedience guarantees nothing falters, and every digital and analog resource remains at my disposal.
Purification Slaves – You finance the holy cleansing of my domain. The maids are your priests, the soap your incense, each act of purification a ritual in my honor.
Adornment Slaves – You provide offerings — flowers, candles, silks, sacred décor — to elevate my temple with beauty befitting divinity.
Guardian Slaves – You cover unforeseen needs, shielding my temple from instability. Ever-watchful, your devotion preserves my sacred peace.
Beast Slaves – You tend to my loyal companion with unwavering care. Grooming, vet visits, and every indulgence are your sacred duty, ensuring that my Beast remains as impeccable and adored as my Beauty.
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The feet bear the weight of a Goddess and guide every movement. They are the first to meet the world, the last to leave it. To serve them is to honor the foundation upon which all power stands.
Ruled by: Pisces
Travel Slaves – Finances my adventures near and far. You provide the tickets, accommodations, and indulgent extras that keep me exploring the world in elegance.
Pedicure Slaves – You perfect the aesthetic beauty of my steps. Every nail polished, every cuticle tended, every touch is an offering of your devotion.
Shoe Slaves – My steps command attention, and you supply the instruments. Designer heels, boots, and elegant flats become symbols of your obedience and dedication to my will.
Foot Jewelry Slaves – You adorn my ankles and toes with gold, silver, and gems. Each piece you offer marks your submission and attention to detail.
Sock Slaves – You provide only the finest short socks and stockings, the layers closest to my skin. Your devotion is shown in every thread, every fabric, every carefully chosen pair.
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The legs of a Goddess are the bridge between foundation and core, the visible display of discipline, beauty, and balance. To serve them is to ensure they remain sculpted, adorned, and endlessly worshipped.
Ruled by: Capricorn and Aquarius
Leg Adornment Slaves – Leg jewelry, skirts and all bottoms fall under your devotion. Your offerings celebrate the feminine foundation and grace of my lower form.
Hosiery Slaves– From delicate thigh-highs to full-length stockings, you supply every piece that elevates my lower limbs. Your service transforms my legs into objects of admiration and power.
Endurance Slaves – My stamina is your responsibility. You supply the budget for personal training, equipment, and programs of fitness.
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At the heart of the Goddess lies the Source — the seat of power, pleasure, and genesis. It is the most coveted realm, to be revered as temple fire. Only the most worthy are permitted to sustain and protect the gateway between mortality and the infinite.
Ruled by: Scorpio
Lingerie Slaves – It is your task to fund the garments that blur the line between armor and allure, ensuring my nightstand overflows with lingerie worthy of divinity.
Toy Slaves – You exist to supply the instruments of my pleasure. Every vibrator, wand, or luxury device is placed in my hands by your tribute, yet you will never touch them yourself.
Mystery Slaves – Your tribute ensures the constant flow of ritual items, talismans, and sacred luxuries that protect, enhance, and sanctify the divine power of my Source.
Private Slaves – Silent and unseen, you handle the hidden expenses that are never spoken of. From gynecology to unspoken needs, you tend to the hidden costs of my existence.
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At the navel, desire begins. This sacred hollow is both mark of origin and symbol of indulgence, where cravings take root. To serve here is to ensure My midriff is always nourished, adorned, and kept in perfect splendor.
Ruled by: Virgo and Libra
Wellness Slaves – You sustain my inner harmony, funding supplements, vitamins, and holistic practices that preserve My vitality. From medical checkups to ayurvedic regimens, you guard the balance of my divine health.
Kitchen Slaves – You keep my temple supplied, covering groceries, kitchenware, and the art of daily nourishment. Whether delivered luxuries or meal kits, you ensure My cravings are met before they are spoken.
Fine Dining Slaves – You elevate indulgence into ritual, financing every restaurant, tasting, and gourmet delight. Each course becomes your tribute, each glass of wine a testament to your servitude.
Detox Slaves – You cleanse me through your devotion, providing for retreats, spa therapies, and purifying programs. Your tribute ensures my body is reborn, time and again, in radiant perfection.
Dance Slaves – You fund the movements that keep me graceful, from belly dance to performances that shape my presence. Through your support, every sway of my hips becomes an offering of art.
Silhouette Slaves – You sculpt my form with corsets, waist chains, and belts that frame my divine midriff. Every curve you define becomes proof of your unwavering devotion.
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Aligned and supple, the spine of Goddess is the channel through which power flows and energy rises. Your devotion maintains its health, flexibility, and resilience, honoring the energetic foundation of my divine presence.
Ruled by: Leo
Flexibility Slaves – You ensure my movements remain fluid and graceful, funding stretching programs, yoga sessions, and any practice that enhances my suppleness.
Massage Slaves – Dedicated to my comfort and well-being, you provide for professional massages and bodywork that maintain my strength, alignment, and serenity.
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The chest of a Goddess is both armor and altar. Those who serve it ensure it remains sculpted, nourished, and honored at every curve and contour.
Ruled by: Leo and Cancer
Brassiere Slaves – You ensure my chest is always supported and adorned. Every bra, every delicate detail of fit and style is your responsibility, a testament to your devotion.
Breastplate Slaves – You adorn my chest with chains, body jewelry, and accents that celebrate its power and beauty. Every piece you provide is an offering of devotion.
Heart Slaves – You fund the scientific and mystical care of my heart, from medical EKG monitoring to magical blood elixirs, keeping the core of my being vibrant and protected.
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The arms of a Goddess are extensions of will and creation, capable of shaping, embracing, and commanding. Their care requires dedication, from fitness and strength to adornment and preservation.
Ruled by: Gemini
Arm Adornment Slaves – You provide the finest bracelets, cuffs, bangles, and armlets. Every adornment you supply elevates the power and beauty of my arms.
Armistice Slaves – You fund training and routines that keep my arms toned, strong, and graceful. From acrobatics to calisthenics, your devotion supports every movement.
Arms Dealer Slaves – You supply the firepower and tools of destruction. Whether pistols, flamethrowers, or artifacts of war, your devotion fuels my armory.
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The hands of a Goddess are not idle. They are extensions of power. They craft, command, caress, and conquer, weaving beauty, directing devotion, and shaping reality itself.
Ruled by: Gemini
Ring Slaves – You have the honor of adorning the hands that command, crowning my fingers with circles of devotion. What others see as jewelry, I wear as your eternal pledge.
Glove Slaves – You sheath my hands in elegance, funding silks, leather and lace to veil my touch in mystery. Every pair you provide is a second skin, a whisper of power wrapped around grace.
Sanitation Slaves – You preserve the sanctity of my touch, supplying rare soaps, sanitizers, and cleansing rituals that keep my hands immaculate. Purity is your tribute.
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The skin is the veil of a Goddess, her divine canvas. To serve here is to ensure my glow never fades — every cream, serum, and treatment becomes an offering to immortal beauty.
Ruled by: Saturn and Venus
Veil Slaves – You guard the sacred veil of my beauty. Every serum, oil, and restorative cream you provide ensures my skin is flawless. In your service, I remain untouchable.
Glow Slaves – You fund the balms, scrubs, and illuminating oils that make my skin radiant. Your duty is to ensure my body glistens with divine light.
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The neck is the bridge between mind and body, the slender column where breath, voice, and blood all pass. To serve the neck is to serve the very axis of the Goddess, the curve that draws every gaze.
Ruled by: Taurus
Jewelry Slaves – Your tribute manifests in pendants, chokers, and collars. Each adornment you provide is a declaration that I am worshiped above all.
Fragrance Slaves – You ensure my aura is unforgettable, captured in bottles of rare and custom perfumes. Every note that lingers in a room after I leave is the echo of your devotion.
Siren Slaves – You fund the lessons, tools, and instruments that sharpen my voice into a weapon. Every word I speak, every command I utter, carries your imprint.
Scarf Slaves – You supply flowing silks and elegant wraps that enhance the grace and power of my neck, each piece a testament to your service.
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The head of a Goddess is the seat of intellect and identity, where creativity and consciousness meet. Those who serve here ensure my mind and visage are adorned, protected, and perfected.
Ruled by: Aries
Hair Salon Slaves – You provide the resources for every salon indulgence, keeping my hair immaculate, styled, and worthy of a Goddess.
Haircare Slaves – You provide all at-home products and rituals, sustaining the luster, strength, and divine vitality of my tresses.
Facial Slaves – Every facial, mask, and rejuvenation session is covered through your service. Your devotion ensures my visage reflects health, luxury, and divine care.
Skincare Slaves – You fund the daily rituals and luxury products that preserve my flawless complexion, ensuring my skin remains luminous, supple, and eternally admired.
Dental Slaves – You cover every whitening, cleaning, and dental perfection I demand. Your devotion ensures my mouth remains pristine and commanding.
Makeup Slaves – The face of a Goddess is a living masterpiece. Mine will be painted at your expense as you purchase every palette, brush, and luxury cosmetic I desire.
Eye Slaves – You pay for every lash extension appointment, colored lens, and designer shade. My gaze becomes sharper, brighter, and untouchable at your expense.
Lip Slaves – Finances every indulgence from luxury plumpers, balms, and masks. You guarantee my lips remain a perfect blend of allure and power, impossible to resist.
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The Crown is the most important aspect of a Goddess. It is her eternal link to Source. Slaves of this realm sustain my higher vision, nourish my creativity, and provide the sacred adornments that honor my sovereignty.
Ruled by: Sun, Mercury, Uranus and Neptune
Library Slaves – Provides every tome, manual, or work of art in print that I desire. Your service feeds the libraries of my mind, ensuring my thoughts are always nourished.
Literary Slaves – Maintains the machinery behind my writing from initial creation to editing and publishing. Through your service, my ideas become immortalized in form.
Film Slaves – Funds every aspect of my cinematic vision, from pre-production to post. Your devotion brings my stories to life on screen.
Education Slaves – Supports my pursuit of knowledge, funding online courses, workshops, and educational programs. Your devotion sharpens my mind and expands my expertise.
Mind Slaves – You fund mediation and detox retreats, neurofeedback devices, and other tools that elevate my consciousness.
Creativity Slaves – Your devotion transforms imagination into experience, funding everything from themed environments to video games, manifesting my whims into reality.
Crown Jewel Slaves – Funds every diadem, circlet, and decorative chain for my crown, its radiance, and protection.
How to Apply for a Position
Financial domination, or Findom, is a practice where a slave regularly gives money to his beloved Goddess. You can serve by giving a portion of your paycheck every payday, covering recurring bills, providing a set percentage of your income, or even taking out a loan to transfer to me. Some slaves go further, sending sensitive data or private photos, letting me fully claim their devotion.
This ritual of giving becomes essential, and you will find yourself eagerly awaiting the next opportunity to serve, savoring even the smallest spark of my attention and touching yourself each time your being blackmailed or paying off a line of credit you opened for me.
In a Findom relationship, you accept that you cannot satisfy me physically, emotionally, or intellectually—your money and faithful obedience are what matter. If your tribute is consistent, you witness the results of your service—revealed in photos and videos of the monuments of your slavery, when I have the time.
Duties of a Financial Slave:
Offerings & Tributes: Your primary role is to provide regular financial devotion through setting up a regular schedule with me. Surprise tributes, bulk transfers, and gift cards are also accepted.
Wishlist Fulfillment: Each slave receives a personal wishlist tailored to the section of the harem they serve. Your duty is to provide exactly what is requested, without improvisation, to ensure that your service aligns perfectly with my desires.
Surprise Gifts: Before earning the privilege of choosing gifts beyond money or my dictated wishlist, a human ATM must prove himself by graduating through the ranks of my harem like a disciplined drone demonstrating his value to the queen.
Budget & Loan Transfers: Some slaves are entrusted with major financial acquisitions, such that require wire transfers or taking out loans at your bank and transferring the funds to me, then repaying the loan according to your agreement with the institution.
Position Benefits:
Presence: The honor of serving and speaking to the Goddess directly.
Discipline: Structure transforming obedience into mastery of self.
Submission: Service as philosophy, not performance.
Recognition: Worthy slaves are seen, guided, and maintained.
Surrender: “I want” becomes “She wants,” your devotion running like a program.
To be considered, you must submit:
A tribute using one of the forms on this page: then a polite and formal greeting via email
An honest self-assessment: offering amounts and schedule
A clear statement of motivation: why financial slavery calls to you
Your proclivities: the body part you were meant to worship, preferred slave name in private and in public
Optional: an unposed photo of yourself, blackmail information
A true money slave does not ask. He gives.
To Be Mine is not a one-night thrill.
It is a serious, silent, and deeply transformative calling for PROVIDER MEN AND submissive MACHINE-men with poise, patience, and structure.
My human ATMs and servants of fortune are chosen men — disciplined, focused, and unwavering in their devotion. If you recognize yourself in these words, prove it. Not with empty declarations, but with a composed application and meaningful tribute. A true financial slave knows when to step forward — and serves without hesitation.