You belong beneath me always. You know you're lower than the dirt under my sneakers. You wish you could get my attention, even please me but that is impossible, unless it's with your wallet. As an inferior being, you shouldn't have money. It should go to alphas or alpha couples. You know your creepy little mind wanders, thinking about me and my man. How hot and successful we are and how we will still wear you down with your cuck fantasies and take it all from you. You said that you want to please me, so take out your wallet and do it the only way you can.