I love the dance of it—the texts where they beg to be useful, the tributes they send without question, knowing it’s just the price they pay for a bit of a taste of my time. And the best part? I don’t even have to lift a finger. They come to me, eager to provide, desperate to hear a “good boy” when they’ve given enough. Sometimes, I’ll string them along, letting them wonder if they’ve done enough to earn my praise, teasing them with pictures of things they’ve bought me or showing off my new shoes—purchased with their cash.
I enjoy pushing their limits, seeing just how much they’ll give and how far they’ll go to keep me happy. It’s a game of power and control, and I’m always in the driver’s seat. I know they love the way I command them, the way I make them feel small in the best possible way. And in return, I get exactly what I want—more than just money, but I can’t lie. The money is good, too. I get the satisfaction of knowing they’ll do anything for me in our financial domination phone sex relationship, and that, to me, is priceless.
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Savannah Steele
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