You tell yourself that you can take it easy with findom. That you can budget it into your life like groceries or car insurance, that you can stop when you've expended your little allowance. You and I both know that won't make you feel all the things you crave to feel, the exhilaration of financial freefall into the abyss. And, more importantly, you know that I won't be satisfied until you're in the throes of fiscal despair. Such is the nature of My ruthless, uncaring greed: I want everything, and I want you to live with nothing in order to get it. Fuck your budget, wallet. Gender neutral. Follow Me on Twitter @AllForArelia.