I am your Mistress, and the only thing you’re good for is paying. Look at yourself—so lonely, so isolated, your only purpose is to fund my life. You’re nothing but a pathetic paypig, and the more you stroke to this, the more broke you become. Every time you click, every time you hand over more money, you’re sinking deeper into your own ruin, and you love it. You love the feeling of being used, being drained, being treated like the worthless freak you are. I know you’re stroking as you watch your bank account empty out, and it makes you even hornier, doesn’t it? You’re going bankrupt for me, and that’s exactly where you belong—broke, isolated, and completely owned by me. Now keep stroking, you useless freak, because that’s all you’ll ever be—a paypig with nothing left.