January is already destroying you, isn’t it?
Four days in and your bank account is crying, your cock is sore, and your dignity is nowhere to be found.
I didn’t think it was possible
I hold the leash. You obey the rules. Your addiction to Me isn't accidental - it's inevitable. You exist to serve, and I exist to take. There's no escape, only endless submission. Keep sending, keep pleasing, and maybe I'll allow you to stay in My orbit.
