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You’re so predictable. I knew you would listen to every word like the desperate little thing you are🙇🏻♂️.Did you really think I’d let you off easy? Please. Now be a good boy and clean up your mess— Every. Single. Drop. Or do I need to make you beg for that too?😜
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Listen up, paypig🐷 You were put on this earth for one reason—to serve me. To give. To sacrifice. To hand over everything you’ve worked for because you know it belongs to me.🙇🏻♂️ Look at your wallet. Look at your bank account💳. Do you really think that money is yours? Pathetic. It was never yours. It was always mine. You just held onto it, waiting for the right moment to surrender.🧎🏻♂️ And that moment is now. Tribute. Send. Drain. Show me what you’re worth, or remind me why you’re nothing. Every dollar you give makes you weaker. Every tribute makes you more addicted. And that’s exactly how I want you—broke, desperate, completely under my control. Now be a good little 🐷 and send💵. Again. And again. Because you’ll never be satisfied until you’ve given me everything.
Hello, my obedient little plaything 😋 You’ve been waiting for my voice, haven’t you? You crave my control. You need my guidance and right now, you exist for one reason – to obey. Start slow. Take yourself in hand, but don’t rush. I want you to feel every inch, every pulse of pleasure. That’s it. Nice and steady. You know better than to get ahead of yourself. You don’t get to cum until I say so. So stroke – slow, controlled, deep. Imagine my hand wrapped around you instead. Imagine my breath against your ear as I whisper exactly what I want from you. Tighter now. A little faster. But don’t you dare break rhythm. I know you want to give in, but you wouldn’t want to disappoint me, would you? No, you’ll hold back. You’ll stay right at the edge, aching, desperate – until I decide you are worthy of release. Maybe I’ll let you cum. Maybe I’ll make you wait even longer. The choice is mine, and you love that don’t you? Knowing I own your pleasure. But if you are good — if you follow my every word – I might just let you explode for me. Not yet, though. Hold it. Hold it. Now – cum for me. Make a mess show me exactly how much control I have over you.
