You pitiful little things, you can't resist, can you? Pathetically addicted to the cruel words that drip from my lips like the sweetest poison. Welcome to "Unethical Findom Part 3", where your self-destruction is my playground. You're nothing more than my little playthings, squirming in delight as I strip you of your dignity and your cash. You beg for my disdain, my contempt makes your heart race, doesn't it?
It's laughably easy to hook you, to reel you in with a single, contemptuous glance. You're so eager to degrade yourselves, to surrender your hard-earned money for a slice of my att...

You pitiful little things, you can't resist, can you? Pathetically addicted to the cruel words that drip from my lips like the sweetest poison. Welcome to "Unethical Findom Part 3", where your self-destruction is my playground. You're nothing more than my little playthings, squirming in delight as I strip you of your dignity and your cash. You beg for my disdain, my contempt makes your heart race, doesn't it?
It's laughably easy to hook you, to reel you in with a single, contemptuous glance. You're so eager to degrade yourselves, to surrender your hard-earned money for a slice of my attention. But remember, each cruel word, each humiliating command is a privilege you pay for. So, open those wallets wide, my little toys. Let's see how much pain your addiction can buy.