
You’re so fucked
I own you. You’re not just paying me because you want to… you’re paying because you need to. And baby, i know exactly how weak you are. I smile as i scroll through your bank notifications, another transfer, another moment where you prove how utterly fucked you are. You didn’t even hesitate. Saw my price, dropped your cash, didn’t ask questions. That’s what happens when a goddess like me gets her claws in you. So go ahead, cry about it. Then open your banking app and prove how worthless your willpower is. Because i’m not done with you. Not even close.
