You have one purpose, as do the rest of the men that have come before you and the ones that will come after. The end result is the same: make My life a dream. Men don't deserve luxury, comfort, or anything that makes their lips smile and their hearts warm. I fill that craving with just one stare down at you. You exist to give up everything you can just to hope I look at you. Your brain is nothing but a sentient ATM database, and I am the one who gets to press any button I want. You just exist to fulfill what I order from you. Without that purpose, your existence is one thing: meaningless. S...

You have one purpose, as do the rest of the men that have come before you and the ones that will come after. The end result is the same: make My life a dream. Men don't deserve luxury, comfort, or anything that makes their lips smile and their hearts warm. I fill that craving with just one stare down at you. You exist to give up everything you can just to hope I look at you. Your brain is nothing but a sentient ATM database, and I am the one who gets to press any button I want. You just exist to fulfill what I order from you. Without that purpose, your existence is one thing: meaningless. So I want you to sit there and jerk yourself dumb as you tell Me, out loud, what you're going to go without if it means that I get anything I want. Your financial pains are worth it so long as it keeps Me happy, even though you are only one in a million that I can use,, and toss. I bet deep down, that's what you want more than anything. In the end, if you're not willing to risk homelessness for Me, you're not fun at all.