Welcome to your reality, beta. This is what you work for - my greed, your sacrifice. You slave away and work yourself to the bone, day in and day out, just to keep up with my expensive tastes. I live in peace and comfort, surrounded by the finest luxuries, while you toil away, barely scraping by. And for what? So I can indulge in the designer heels, the most extravagant jewelry, and the finest dining experiences? Just because I can, and because you're willing to foot the bill.

You work to buy me endless luxuries I don't need, simply because it pleases me. And in doing so, you fulfi...

Welcome to your reality, beta. This is what you work for - my greed, your sacrifice. You slave away and work yourself to the bone, day in and day out, just to keep up with my expensive tastes. I live in peace and comfort, surrounded by the finest luxuries, while you toil away, barely scraping by. And for what? So I can indulge in the designer heels, the most extravagant jewelry, and the finest dining experiences? Just because I can, and because you're willing to foot the bill.

You work to buy me endless luxuries I don't need, simply because it pleases me. And in doing so, you fulfill your purpose - to serve me, to cater to my every whim, and to provide for my every desire. This cycle is your purpose, beta. You exist to fuel my extravagance, to satiate my hunger for luxury, and to satisfy my need for control. And let's be real, you can't get hard unless you're working for your Superior, can you? The thought of me, lounging in my opulence, surrounded by the fruits of your labor, is what gets you off.

Nothing is more satisfying than fulfilling your beta role, and I'm here to remind you of that. Betas work for my pleasure, and you're no exception. So, keep working, keep sacrificing, and keep spoiling me. It's what you were made to do, and it's what brings me joy. And remember, your hard-earned money is just a means to an end - a way for me to live the life I deserve, and for you to bask in the glory of my superiority.