WorshipGraves

Look at you, knowing that nobody wants you in your older years. Nobody wants to fuck you, not for free, anyways. And they wouldn't seek you out for that even for money... But I know who you are. Who you've always been inside. You've always wanted to be a good boy, right? Maybe you think it's too late to act on that submissive nature you've always had, but... I know your place. I know I can make you into a Good Old Dog for me.

Your need for me goes even deeper than you yourself can conceptualize. It goes further down and down into your brain than you can reach, planting itself in and rooting around until you can't break it anymore. You love it this way, because you wanted it this way. You started this process, and it's never ending.

You say you want to be dominated by me, but do you yourself realize how selfish your own "submission" is? You think about you you you, when I'll order you around because it makes your dick hard, when I'll let you kiss my boots because it makes you hard, when I'll let you touch your dick because it makes you hard... That's not true submission. How does your submission benefit me at all? Let's rework that.

I know what you want to give me for Christmas. A big, biggg... tribute send, right? I know that's right. You want to be such a good little desperate thing for me, you want to impress me, you want to stand out from these others and prove that you're the best submissive for me. So go on... Send me a big, fat one.

You love giving your money over to me, don't you? I know you do, you've not been able to pull yourself away ever since my goth style and dominance took hold of you. I want to test you to see how much of a good pet you can be for me. You love it when I drain you for all you have and you love the thrill of waiting for more to fill your bank account so you can do it all over again, so let's get you into the drained stage. Every time I snap my finger I want you to add to the total you send me, all while I remind you of how much of a good pet you want to be for me, injecting your own wishes back into your mind for validation.

We're gonna play a little drain game, it's very simple. Every time I snap my fingers or smack my ass, you have to add a 50 onto the end total to tribute when this video is over. In the mean time, I'm going to dig into you about why you have such an attraction to me... All in good fun. Are you ready to play?

I want you to take your financial submission for me a step further. You need more discipline and I'm here to dish it out for you. You're never going back to your old life, let's face it. I want you to make true of that and go through your stuff, declutter, and sell a bunch of that junk you don't need. And when you're done, I want you to give all the money over to me. Simple enough, right?

My birthday is coming up on September 17th, I'm going to start off my birthday week with the first task I'm expecting of you. They're extremelyy easy and I even explain it for you, so you can't fuck it up.

You know how much you waste your money away on useless stuff. You couldn't have smart spending habits if your life depended on it, so I'm going to find a better purpose for it. You need to send it all over to me, anything left in your bank account. I deserve it more. A pretty brat like me deserve to drain a loser like you. I'm going to give you two simple tasks, and unless you're dumb as fuck, you should be able to listen. You can Be Good and follow simple instruction, right?

You think I care if you complain about me being too expensive for you? That's how this works. I am a divine expensive person to experience. You have to give up a fair enough to show the proper needed worship for a person like me. If you'd rather find someone cheaper, someone from the trash bin, be my guest. It won't be Me, though.

Let's sit you down and get down into the very bare matter of who you are as a human being. I'm going to reach in with my voice, like little hands stretching your brain and nerve system apart into the shape I want it to be. I'm going to insert what I want into your being to turn you into what will make you useful: being one of my Human Wallets.

It's a new month, which means it's time for you to pay your dues of worship for me through means of this Worship Tax.

Nothing else brings you joy in your life, nothing but me, isn't that right? If you didn't come across me, if you didn't start binging my videos, you'd be utterly bored for the rest of your free time. Well, I'll tell you what, I think you should lean into that. Why take away the one good thing you have going for you? Keep binging and watching and worshipping me.

It's a new month, which means it's time for you to pay your dues of worship for me through means of this Worship Tax.

Three words that describe you. Dumb as bricks, Rich beyond what you know what to proper do with, and Drainable because of how you're naturally built. You will never be able to fight off the pull you have toward my power, the pull to let me tease you to all hell and then drain you of all that money you have sitting around.

Do you think you can make it through all 9 levels of my own personal Inferno? It works similar to Dante's Inferno, the levels go from easiest to hardest. You like to sit and tell me how much you'd do for me to prove yourself to me, let's see if you could make it through all 9 of these levels of Selfless Worship for me. Only your actions can answer if you can.

You can't get me off your mind, can you? Of course you can't. You so badly want to give up all your worries and ambitions to me, but you can't do that unless you're willing to be selfless. You have to have that worship gene in your DNA. You so badly want to prove yourself to me, you want to tap into your practice, your worship to me. You want to improve and impress me. It's pathetic how hard you try, but trying is better than sitting back and admitting defeat.

I deserve all the offerings you could ever give me and more. You should be working harder for me so you can give more thanks to me. That is what beauty such as mine naturally attracts. It makes you want to give in the one way that matters.

You are nothing without me. Your existence is meaningless without me. The only thing that makes you worth anything in this world is giving to Me and working for Me.

Your goal here is very simple, putting your money where your mouth is. If you love my ass so much, here is your chance to prove it with this little drain game. It's already settled you can't keep your eyes or mind off of it, so it's only just to show true tribute to it. Every time I slap my ass, you have to add onto your amount. Will you step up to the challenge?