Your expenditure needs to be reigned in. You are not a normal man and should not live a normal life. You do not work 9-5 at that dull job for any other reason than to give to me. So it’s about time you take the next step and truly feel the sacrifice of being a financial slave. You are here to give me what I want and truly deserve, which is every I demand.
I want you on your knees, your credit card out, ready to spend on my command. You have fantasised about this for years. You do not have the patience for a slow draining. You are too hooked and too excitable for that. You are my favourite type of slave… The junkie who will totally fuck himself over for the pursuit of humiliation. Imagine the excitement of making those transfers, applying for credit, maxing out everything you own… Imagine the smug look on my face as I watch you fuck yourself over. Imagine feeding my greed and watching me get richer and richer.
Serving me as my financial pig has given your life some direction, some meaning. Each month as I take that cash from your hands it gives you that warm feeling inside, knowing you have been of some use. Knowing that I will never work a day in my life and in return lead an extravagant life due to the Bank of Pig. As you know, my taste for expensive items and luxurious vacations has excelled, grown way out of control for your wages. The added wage of your second job is just not enough and you NEED to do what makes me happy and you hard and that’s give me what I want. I have broken you down to just a whimpering, weak addicted Zombie, my pay zombie. Completely and utterly memorized by my beauty and power. I know just how to get in to your head and you simply cannot fight it. You are a weak male with even more of a weaker penis, seeing your bank account drained each month and being one of my workers is all your worth. You feel weak at the sight of my hot body and you need to pay.
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