Hey big spender, the house just informed me of your big win and sent me up here with a bottle of bubbly to celebrate! I can see you haven’t wasted any time enjoying your winnings. Why don’t you let me take a photo of you rolling around on your chips, it might turn out better than a selfie. And let me guess, you plan to share your winnings by visiting a strip club? Well, why don’t I take care of all of that for you. I’ll give you a little lap dance and take some snapshots of you in all your glory. Go on, finish up your drink for me and then I’ll putitty the chips in a safe place.
You aren’t looking so hot. In fact you aren’t looking good at all… why don’t you letitty me take those clips and puttity them where they are safe while you take a little rest.
What do you think it will take for me to unzip my already very sheer lacy top and show you my tits? What are you going to do for me in order to have an even more clear and unobstructed view? You love hearing me talk about what it actually takes to see my tits because it’s a reminder that you really don’t deserve to see them. Of course you really want to see them but deep down inside you know that it’s more than you can handle. You’d rather pay me any price to have me tease and then deny you. You love my tits but you can’t have my tits. So now you watch my daring tease, you watch me unzip this top and wiggle my body in front of your face knowing my tits could pop out at any moment.
And you know I have to charge extra for all the little nip slips. The underserving moments you yearn to pay more for.
You can’t say no to my tits. In fact, you beg my tits to take it all from you. You beg them to drain your account before they drain your balls.
Load your account up with $100 and let’s play my tit drain game where I log into your account and you watch my tits take it all. Watch as I take $25 and then watch you beg for me to take $50. Oh we’re so close to emptying you out. $75 is mine. One last click for me to empty that account and you to have permission to blow for your downfall.
I snap and you come running. I snap my pretty little fingers and my bitch is at my beck and call. You exist to serve me. That’s why you are in my presence. I snap and you ask your mistress what she requires of him. If I want to be entertained, you are my jester. If I need an errand, you are my errand boy. But do you know what my most favorite command is? It’s a nice, hard, fast fuck.
It’s not something you’re used to… fucking hard and fast, huh? But if that’s the fucking I want, that’s the fuck you get. I snap and you do as commanded. You open that wallet for me. You’re a good boy. The answer is always “yes Mistress.” The answer is you always obeying me.
Hard and fast. I really want you to feel something. The kind of fuck that when it’s over you can’t believe you got so lost in me.
My good boy opens his wallet and he gives mistress what she most desires. He suffers for her pleasure, for her satisfaction. Open your wallet and get ready to tribute… FAST AND HARD.