It was only supposed to be one send, that's what you told yourself. It won't get out of hand, you don't need findom, you don't need Me.

But that was and is all a lie. The only thing that goes through your head is the urge to get on your knees, whip out that wallet with your cock in your hand, and empty everything out for Me.

Nothing feels good except sending. Sex doesn't matter, it doesn't even cross your mind. No other woman matters, porn doesn't do it anymore. The only thing that gets you hard is when you pay as you pump. Pleasure without financial pain isn't truly pleas... Show more