You’re not a man, you’re not human at all. You’re just a human ATM, a cash dispenser for my hot body and bratty attitude. You don’t have feelings, you don’t speak, you just dispense cash when Goddess wants. I don’t need to do anything, just stare into your soul and make it disappear to activate My ATM slave. Handing over cash is your life purpose, you exist to be my object and pay on command Goddess, if you could feel something it would be gratitude and pleasure for serving your superior but you don’t need that, you only need me to request cash and be useful. I'll even let your optical sensor on so you can see Me while I request cash and brag about what I'm going to use it for.