Miss Tiffany!

Get down on your knees. You need to be on your best behavior because today you are going to church. You are going to be praying a lot, to my perfect *ss. You are going to the church of Miss Tiffany's perfect *ss. The *ss you can't stop worshiping, the *ss that you just can't stop j*rking your c*ck to. The *ss that c*mpletely controls your entire f*cking life. The *ss you're obsessed with. My *ss owns you. My *ss gives you purpose, a reason for living. I know you think about it all the time. I know you come home from work just to j*rk to it. And my *ss gives you a reason to work harder so you can spoil it.

You need to work hard for my *ss so you can serve it better. You see worshiping my *ss isn't just j*rking to it, it's sacrificing for it. I want you on your knees, praying to my alter with your c*ck in your hand. My *ss is your g*d. I am your g*d. You are nothing but a l*ttle f*cking servant to my *ss. One of many minions who worship my *ss daily. And my good minions give tribute to my *ss, because j*rking to it does nothing for me. The only reason I let you j*rk to it is because that scrambles your l*ttle weak brain and makes you more and more addicted to my *ss.

J*rking to my *ss only does something for you, you f*cking idiot. There is only one proper way to worship my *ss and that's through sacrifice. After all, my *ss is your G*d so you must sacrifice to keep it happy. And the only that a loser like you could sacrifice to my divine *ss is your cash. And you know it, you feel it. When you stare at it and worship it all you can think about is how much you need to pay it. So let go of your c*ck and empty your wallet for my perfect *ss and show me how much you worship it.

I want you to sacrifice everything you have to my perfect *ss, your true G*d. Every last cent you have belongs to my perfect *ss just like you belong to my perfect *ss. I know that just thinking about my *ss excites you and gives you purpose each and every day. You've been addicted to my *ss for years and your purpose is to serve my *ss while you pray to it. I want you down on your knees, face to the floor, praying to my *ss as your G*d. Do it, feel how powerful it is to bow down for my *ss.

Bow to it, pray to it and send it cash because my *ss has made your life better. It has given you purpose. You have no other g*ds except for my *ss. My *ss will forever own you. It will forever control you and haunt your thoughts. You're so f*cking mindwashed into stroking away for my *ss night after night. It's time to be useful, it's time to make sacrifices, it's time to serve your G*d. The one true power in your life is my perfect *ss. Now put your wallet in your mouth and bow down and pray to my *ss.

Pray To My *ss With Your Wallet In Your Mouth