Ugh… you again? Ewww.
What makes you think I want to spend time with losers like you? Have you seen me?
Always about you… disgusting.
You disgust me.
The only way you could ever get a woman like me is if you paid.
I’m gorgeous – look at me.
Get a real good look at what you’ll never fucking have.
Think about what you would do to get a chance to even get close to me.
What would you do? What would you pay?
Hand over everything to me, you disgusting vile little puke.
You and I both know that it’s not even worth staying in your bank account anyway.
You’re going to spend it on stupid shit.
Your dick rules you.
I can take whatever I want, anyway.
That control belongs to me.
It was never yours in the first place.
I’m laughing at you because you’re pathetic.
Jerking off to a woman humiliating you for not handing over my money (never was yours).
I bet your wallet’s thicker than your dick.
Does everyone at work laugh at you behind your back? I bet they do.
I can’t believe that men like you exist. Such a waste of air.
Every day, you’re going to go to work for your goddess to earn money for me.
If you don’t earn enough to buy me gifts, I expect you to suck dicks to earn extra money.
Visit my wish lists and buy things daily.
If you displease me, I will demand more.
Now go – give your goddess what was always mine.
Your quintessential blonde findom, Seattle Mistress and all around perfect curvy Goddess. Bow down and obey your new online domme, little boy and pay tribute to Mommy. You’ll pay victim to hypnotic charms and be intoxicated in no time at all.