You're merely a toy, a dispensable source of my amusement and gain. I'll ravage your accounts, feasting on your desperation as you squirm under my control. You'll jerk on command, each stroke a step closer to your monetary demise. You'll pay to cum, a twisted transaction where your climax costs you dearly, a perverse blend of pleasure and pain orchestrated by my insatiable avarice. I'll exploit your basest desires, turning your financial downfall into a darkly erotic ordeal. You're ensnared in my web, a puppet dangling from the strings of my cruel whims. This is your inescapable reality, an existence where your release is a costly tribute to my power, your orgasms a luxury taxed by my merciless command.