The night is going exactly as you hoped. After a perfect date, you bring me back to your place, convinced that you’re about to get lucky. Adorable. But you have no idea what I truly have in store for you.

I tease you, drawing you in as I slowly peel away my clothes, watching your anticipation build. You’re aching for what you think is coming next. But before we go any further, I have a simple request:

Relax for me.

You look tense, almost too eager. I can’t have that. So I guide you, my voice soft, steady, mesmerizing. With each snap of my fingers, you drift deeper, sinking into obedience. Your body relaxes, your mind goes quiet, and soon, you’re right where I want you—c*mpletely under my spell.

That’s when I tell you the truth.

I have no intention of bedding you. That was never the plan. But I will let you kneel for me. I’ll allow you to stroke for me. But first, you have something to give.

Bring me every dollar in your safe.

Snap. You rise.

Snap. You retrieve the cash.

Each crisp snap of my fingers compels you to hand it over, again and again, mindlessly, obediently, lost in the trance I created. You don’t resist. You don’t even hesitate. Because in this moment, your purpose is to give.

And when the last bill is gone, I bring you back with a final snap—this time, to full awareness. You blink, your arousal still pulsing, but now you understand. It was all recorded.

Every second of your pathetic, desperate submission is saved. If you even think about resisting me, if you dare consider reporting me, I’ll make sure the world sees exactly what you are—a weak, obedient l*ttle plaything, kneeling before me, stroking, handing me everything you own.

So be a good boy. Replenish your cash. Prepare for my next visit.

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