Well, look at you, my little human ATM. It's both fascinating and slightly sad to see you quivering in anticipation, ready to succumb to the exhilarating allure of financial submission. But remember, it's perfectly okay. This desire of yours, this strange fixation on giving away your hard-earned money, it's your path to self-discovery. This act of surrender, this dance with financial ruin, it's your journey towards finding your true purpose. You see, your craving for this unique brand of humiliation, your yearning to expose your vulnerabilities, is more than just a kink. It's a profound exp...

Well, look at you, my little human ATM. It's both fascinating and slightly sad to see you quivering in anticipation, ready to succumb to the exhilarating allure of financial submission. But remember, it's perfectly okay. This desire of yours, this strange fixation on giving away your hard-earned money, it's your path to self-discovery. This act of surrender, this dance with financial ruin, it's your journey towards finding your true purpose. You see, your craving for this unique brand of humiliation, your yearning to expose your vulnerabilities, is more than just a kink. It's a profound exploration of your psyche, a manifestation of your deep-seated need for a power dynamic that allows you to relinquish control. It's okay to give in to your desire to bankrupt yourself for my amusement. Every transaction, every depleted penny, is an echo of your devotion, a badge of your surrender. So, go ahead, indulge in this poisoned dance. Spend without hesitation, submit without reserve, beg for more of this exquisite degradation. It's okay, remember? This relentless urge to exchange your financial stability for my fleeting validation, it's your unique way of seeking fulfillment. Continue down this path of decadent surrender until there's nothing left. Until you're a spent husk of your former self, completely and utterly devoted to my pleasure.(12min)