Miss Roper

Did you really think someone as young and hot as me, would be in it for love? I know you're old, but I didn't think you'd be this stupid; not paying attention to the red flags. The fact that you got down on one knee, and proposed forever to me without me barely laying a hand on you? Your friends were convinced they knew what I wanted, and they were right; but you didn't listen. Too caught up in my youth and beauty. Foolish man. You're going to commit yourself to me, and I'm going to fuck around on you. The only attention you will receive are my fingers digging deeper into your wallet as I take myself on luxurious shopping sprees, dinners, and vacations. And I surely won't be alone. Though don't worry, I'll leave videos of my carnal adventures for you to watch longingly as you wait for me at home. I'm going to use you up, and spit your right back out. Draining you of every drop, emotionally & financially so you can't even think of a way out. An end. In sickness and in health, remember dear? As long as we both shall live and there after.

My glass is empty, and I'm quite thirsty. All dressed up, sparkling heels, a lovely PVC dress; but am lacking refreshment. Who's going to fix that? You. Drinks are on you tonight. I'm going to go out with my bull and devious girlfriends, and you're going to make sure my glass remains filled the entire night. Obviously, I'm quite capable of providing for my own. But where's the fun in that when I can get an eager loser like you to cover the tab? You'll pay, for me to play. & you'll thank me for it.

I don't want a fucking loser who can barely scrape by, striving for a simple means to survive and nothing more. I will lend you my strength, strength who've never been able to muster on your own within that fragile beta body. I will turn you into a knight, a strong warrior in your day to day only as a means for you to give me all that you have. All that you will earn. You will become a building block in the foundation of my thriving empire in which you so desperately crave to be apart of.

I don't want a fucking loser who can barely scrape by, striving for a simple means to survive and nothing more. I will lend you my strength, strength who've never been able to muster on your own within that fragile beta body. I will turn you into a knight, a strong warrior in your day to day only as a means for you to give me all that you have. All that you will earn. You will become a building block in the foundation of my thriving empire in which you so desperately crave to be apart of.

Everything and anything, is what I want. Locking my eyes into yours I render you powerless, helpless. I am looking right into your soul, pinning you down. Your mind, is mine for the taking. All I need? My sadistic, sensual, spell binding words. My big, beautiful brown eyes that captivate you, pushing, pulling; sinking you into their depths. Mind. Body. Spirit. Wallet. It's all, mine. All that you have to offer me, and more. The aura that is my greed, my lust, power, beauty, entirely consuming you. It will never cease, this spell of mine. It only manifests.

Tending to such beautiful, perfect, superior soles isn't cheap. Pedicures every week, to ensure these feet are always at their best. That they are supple, soft. When I get my pedicures I enjoy the full treatment, a long massage, hot stones, deep scrubs, essential oils. It's your responsibility, to pick up the tab foot slut. You worship, praise and admire these soles of mine so of course, you should pay to pamper them. It's a privilege, an honor. One you'll thank me for. Every week, you will purchase this video little footslut, from this day forward every pedicure is on your dime. You're welcome.

Honestly you should feel thankful, Thankful that I've given you purpose, that you receive an ounce of my attention despite not being worth it in the first place. It's why you have to pay for every minute of these words that will spill through my lips and funnel through your ear towards your mind, spelling your truth out to you. If you ask the question how can I better serve Miss Roper? or How am I to make myself stand out above the rest of the drones? this video contains all the answers. The key reminders in which you as a submissive male, and individual that craves verbal humiliation seeks out. Though as I'm sure you know, nothing in this life is free. At least not the things that are worth it, your hard earned money you've obtained through your sweat and tears. This, is how you make yourself stand out. Pay for the reminder.

You have to pay, for every bit of attention I give you. My perfect scrunched soles, bright toes to match your blue balls, my round ass, and a wave of my middle finger as a means of displaying my affection. Every part of my from head to toe, even the ones I don't grace you will the sight of; you'll worship with your wallet today. And every other. 4 minutes in heaven, comes at a cost. One you'll cough up without hesitation. You crave more of me, you crave all of me. And let's face it, you'll properly have this keepsake on loop like a mindless drone after only the first viewing, after only the first few moments.

Maybe you've been lucky enough to serve me through 2017, perhaps you haven't; either way you shall welcome the new year through surrender, in servitude. This year you will give me everything, & I shall accept nothing less. I deserve, nothing less. I desire your mind. Your body. Your spirit. Your wallet. I will control you mentally, physically, & financially all 365 days of the new year. Everything you have to offer & more is mine for the taking.If you wish to dive in, to see just how deep the rabbit hole goes you will be mindful of the words that spill from my lips in this clip.

I've heard it once before, and I'll hear it again, "I'm sorry Mistress, I can't afford to tribute". This, is a sorry excuse. The truth? You're hesitant, trying to push past the desire to give me everything, what little you have to give up in the first place. This wheel game is designed for you in mind, Poor "Man". It only reaches to a tribute of $50, it's lowest being $25. There are NO CUTS in this video, when I spin the wheel it lands where it lands; no switch ups (I can play fair, when I feel like it.) - but be warned peasant, if you purchase this video you are agreeing to hand over whatever amount it lands on.

It's truly rather simple. You earn, so I can spend. Your money belongs in these hands, your money was destined for these hands; as you are Beta & I am Alpha. So much more deserving, so much more worthy. These hands, are the home for your finance. The palms of Goddess hands. You have been seeking purpose, striving to be of use. Desperate to feel important, eager to feel wanted. You will live to be drained like this from here on out, to be of use, to be of purpose. My wallet. My ATM. My Pay Pig. This gives you life, this gives you reason. Only it is merely the beginning, you will only fall harder. You will only sink deeper. You will, give more. It's time, to start paying up.

From this moment on, you are my personal ATM; all your money belongs to me. Everything you own, is mine for the taking. As a human ATM I can withdraw from you whenever I see fit, leaving you with no choice but to cough up all the cash that fills your wallet; you will beg, beg for me to drain you dry. While you are hard at work I'll be sitting on my sofa, lounging, scrolling on my laptop & buying everything I desire. You work, to make sure that I have everything I want; and more. So what are you waiting for? I'll provide my email address so that you may make your first deposit of an amazon gift card or gift rocket, start punching in those bank account numbers and as you do so I want you to repeat these words for me. I want them to be on loop in your mind, " I feel useful, when Miss Love Locks drains me... I feel worthy, when I send Miss Love Locks every penny of my cash... I live to be Miss Love Locks, human ATM ."