ast time you emptied your account for me. How easy it was. How you’d do it again right now if I just asked. Oh, but I don’t need to ask, do I? Your fingers are already hovering over that send button. Your dick’s throbbing in time with your spending limit. And that edge you’re teetering on? It’s mine. Just like your paycheck. Just like you.

So here’s how this works:
1. You stroke to the sound of my latex.
2. You beg when I tell you to.
3. You pay when you’re this close to cumming. Because this orgasm? I own it. And if you want it? You’ll prove it.

Now. Click play. Let’s see how much you’re really worth.

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That squeak, the one that just made your cock twitch like a trained puppy... wasn’t an accident. It was the sound of your last dollar slipping through your fingers. Because you hear me, don’t you? Even now, your hand is already creeping toward your zipper, your breath shallow, your wallet trembling like the pathetic little slave you are.

Look at me. All of me. Sealed in this latex, so tight it’s cruel, just like the way I’ll drain you. You think you’re here to watch? No. You’re here to pay. Every creak of my suit? That’s your new heartbeat. Every click of my heels? That’s the countdown to your next tribute. And that whimper you’re biting back? That’s the sound of your bank balance crying for mercy.

You’re already gone, aren’t you? Mind melted, cock leaking, remembering how good it felt last time you emptied your account for me. How easy it was. How you’d do it again right now if I just asked. Oh, but I don’t need to ask, do I? Your fingers are already hovering over that send button. Your dick’s throbbing in time with your spending limit. And that edge you’re teetering on? It’s mine. Just like your paycheck. Just like you.

So here’s how this works:
1. You stroke to the sound of my latex.
2. You beg when I tell you to.
3. You pay when you’re this close to cumming. Because this

Your Mind is Mine And So Is Your Wallet