Yes, you are a sucker for my ways, aren’t you? You just keep on adding more and more to my account until your credit card is all charged up. I don’t even have to coerce or threaten you because you just keep on paying.
You know that I deserve all that money. It makes total sense that you worship this cuckolding Princess for everything that I am because I exist. Let’s not forget about all the other perverted ways you worship me. Oh no. That’s just a side bonus for you. I laugh at the way you play with sex toys for me or repeat really perverted nasty phrases to worship me. It amuses me.
You do know that with your money I do whatever you want. I don’t even need your money, I just spend it on frivolous and expensive items that I might not even use. I am well taken care of in the financial department, but yet you can’t help pressing my buttons and buying ALL of my mind fuck mp3s and cash fuckery games. It’s financial domination of the finest when you tribute whatever you have left on your credit card to me because I’m just that wonderful.
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I’m not going to lie to you, I love every dollar your drop into my hands. I enjoy dining out with it or buying rounds of drinks for my friends. I love putting it toward crazy vacations or very expensive jewelry and wardrobe. I do love the finer things in life and taking all of your money while you just hand it over gives me exactly what I want.
There is a catch to you though. You might feel threatened that I know so much about you. Are you afraid that I might use it against you? No, you started giving the moment we started talking. In fact, you started BEGGING me to take your money and sometimes I said no, but you sent it anyway. That I find completely hilarious. I didn’t even need you to spill your guts to me. Your slow, voluntary demise. That is what gets me hot.