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You’re nothing but an ATM with a face and you love it. You get hard when I ignore you. You feel seen when I drain you. Stay in your place and keep paying

I don’t need to beg for attention, I command it. If you’re here to serve, prove it. I’ll take your money, your time, your submission. I own your thoughts, your fantasies, your weak will. No promises. No sweet talk. Only tasks, tribute, and reminders of your place. I decide if you’re worthy. You’ll pay the price — in silence, in service, or in submission. Prove yourself, or stay irrelevant.