Your Downfall Is My Entertainment
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You are worthless, just my personal ATM, and your pleasure is measured only by how much cash you transfer to me. I look down on you, making every drop of your lust accompany a new payment. You have no right to orgasm until you cover my expenses. Your life and cash belong to me, and you're happy to jerk off to your own financial ruin, worshipping every word I say.
Published by MishaGoldy
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pathetic little pay peg. There you are, right where you belong, on your knees, drooling
over your screen, just waiting for the chance to give me everything. You're nothing but
my personal ATM, a desperate, panting little loser who lives to drain his own wallet at
my command. You see, this isn't just financial domination, this is a complete takeover of
your pathetic existence. Every cent you earn, every drop of your lust, all of it belongs
to me. Your only purpose is to keep paying and keep stroking, spiraling deeper into the
abyss of your own ruin while I watch and laugh. Look at you, trembling, cock in hand,
as my words seep into your feeble brain. Your already-financed finances disappear just to
keep me happy. The more you pay, the harder you get, and the harder you get, the more
you want to pay. It's a vicious, delicious cycle, and you're trapped in it forever,
under my control. Every time you get paid, you think about me, don't you? You can barely
hold back your trembling fingers from sending me a tribute, because you know it's the only
thing that makes your pathetic life worth living. Your pleasure is tied to your pain,
your wallet, your ruin, and I'm the one who holds the key. I decide when you pay,
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