You can’t keep my wrinkled soles or pretty tops out of your mind. Making you a blubbering mess is so easy at this point. You truly need to just give it up, you’ll always be a bitch to my feet
You are my human ATM, and your existence is for me to use. There are no exceptions to this, you will give me everything you have and there is nothing you can do about it.
my pretty feet caught your attention for a reason and that task is you to pamper and send to then like a good boy and don't be a pathetic lurker like the rest
Sundays are for worshipping. I want those knees red & wallet out for me today. When you think you sent enough.. send again. Then again. And again till you’re used up completely.
Now you are going to send me the value of what you have in your bank account and then you are going to send it to me so that I can spend it on things I don't need
