You know im not done deepening your debt, your findom addiction, your mind fuck. Im here to finish you. You're still have accommodation, still have a roof over your head. Even a bedsit is too luxurious for you though. Fast forward some time, I'll show you how I'll leave you. Cigarette hanging out of your mouth, not even a bedsit to your name. Why should I allow you that to rot in once I've findommed you out? A cardboard box will suffice. Im here to take it ALL. Financial ruin is going to gobble you up. At my gain.