Every stroke costs you. Every whimper, every ache, every ounce of desperation—it all belongs to me. You exist to pay, to serve, to be drained. Stroke when I say, stop when I command, and pay if you ever want a chance at release. The more you give, the deeper you fall under my control. Will you prove your worth, or will I leave you aching and denied? 💸😏
Every stroke costs you. Every whimper, every ache, every ounce of desperation—it all belongs to me. You exist to pay, to serve, to be drained. Stroke when I say, stop when I command, and pay if you ever want a chance at release. The more you give, the deeper you fall under my control. Will you prove your worth, or will I leave you aching and denied? 💸😏