You desperately try to escape me and findom to no avail. You think that paying another Domme is enough to keep you from falling over the edge because she's not me. Thing is. . . there's something you don't know. Your little Domme comes crawling to me after you tribute, begging me to take it all from her. I'm your Dommes Domme! What a mind fuck. Does that surprise you? Really? When you think about it, there truly is no escape from me. Your money will ALWAYS become mine, it will always end up in my hands. Call it the circle of findom. You're destined to be my personal money slave. So just giv...

You desperately try to escape me and findom to no avail. You think that paying another Domme is enough to keep you from falling over the edge because she's not me. Thing is. . . there's something you don't know. Your little Domme comes crawling to me after you tribute, begging me to take it all from her. I'm your Dommes Domme! What a mind fuck. Does that surprise you? Really? When you think about it, there truly is no escape from me. Your money will ALWAYS become mine, it will always end up in my hands. Call it the circle of findom. You're destined to be my personal money slave. So just give it up bitch boy, crawl to me on your knees and beg for me to take advantage of your weakness. This is where you were meant to be anyway. Groveling and paying for the Divine.

Good boys tribute after watching to say "Thank You."