You don’t stand a chance. You never did. You’ll never be a real man. Accept your fate as a worthless human ATM. This is the only way you’ll ever be able to interact with a beautiful Goddess… but you’re okay with that. Because you know just how good it feels when you stroke and send all your money away to me. The sight of my long legs in stockings is such a trigger for you. Your brain immediately shuts down and you automatically turn into a puppet. My puppet. My Good boy. My human ATM! When you listen to my voice you feel more and more addicted, more submissive and yet happiest you’ve ever been. No more independent thoughts, just do as you are told, submit and send. AGAIN and AGAIN.
