Look at you, you pathetic excuse for a man, groveling at my feet, desperate to throw every last penny at my perfect, bratty ass. You’re nothing but a sucker, a weak, pitiful loser who lives to go bankrupt for the privilege of worshipping me. Your money means nothing to you compared to the sight of my flawless ass, and you know it. Every time you open your wallet, it’s another reminder of your pathetic place beneath me, your financial ruin a testament to my power and control. You’re my human ATM, my personal wallet, and you will empty yourself completely, go into debt, and ruin your life, al...

Look at you, you pathetic excuse for a man, groveling at my feet, desperate to throw every last penny at my perfect, bratty ass. You’re nothing but a sucker, a weak, pitiful loser who lives to go bankrupt for the privilege of worshipping me. Your money means nothing to you compared to the sight of my flawless ass, and you know it. Every time you open your wallet, it’s another reminder of your pathetic place beneath me, your financial ruin a testament to my power and control. You’re my human ATM, my personal wallet, and you will empty yourself completely, go into debt, and ruin your life, all for the fleeting chance to pay homage to my perfect ass. Now, pay up, loser, and watch as I revel in your humiliation and degradation. You’re a joke, a walking wallet, and your only purpose is to fund my lavish lifestyle while you sink further into your pathetic, debt-ridden existence.