I'm always here. Ready to fuck you up. I have losers spiralling daily and they wouldn't have it any other way. That thought should comfort and concern you equally.
Don't write to me to tell me I'm beautiful, I already know that. Write to me to tell me how much you've transferred. I want to feel your financial despair as you empty your account to satisfy my darkest whims.
Look at you, everyone is out on a romantic dinner date, me included and you’re here begging to goon and send to my PERFECT solesif you impress them you might be able to call them your valentines
Nothing feels as euphoric as emptying your wallet for Daddy does; you crave giving up that control to your master and we both know it - give in for me, beta
The reason why your paychecks don’t last, why your findom addiction grows stronger and bigger and why your tendencies to be used can’t leave you. Constantly craving to dig deeper into the rabbit hole because you can’t help how good it feels to send
