Back already, you desperate l*ttle pay pig? Didn't you sob into your f*cking pillow last week, swearing on your pathetic life that this was the "last time" you'd let me ruin you? Look at you now... precum leaking through your boxers, hands shaking as you hover over that send button, ready to empty your entire f*cking account for me again just to earn a moment of my attention.

I knew you were lying through your teeth. Those pitiful "goodbye forever" messages you send after I drain you dry? They're just foreplay for me, b*tch. The second you typed "I'm done, Goddess," I laughed knowing you'd be back within days, wallet gaping and desperate, begging me to f*ck it harder and deeper than before.

This is our rinse and repeat cycle. I rinse you until you're bankrupt and broken, you crawl away to l*ck your wounds and pretend you've changed, then the withdrawal h*ts. That b*rning ache in your b*lls when you see me posting about spending your money on luxury things you can never afford. Your c*ck gets rigid, your mind melts into goon mush, and suddenly you're sending triple tributes just to hear me moan about how f*cking wet I get watching your savings evaporate.

I want every f*cking cent this time. That rent money? Mine. Your food budget? Mine. That sad l*ttle emergency fund you swore you'd protect? I'm going to drain it while you stroke your worthless d*ck raw, watching me get wetter with every notification of your financial destruction. You're not a man, you're a human wallet with a severe leaking problem, and I'm the only Goddess who knows how to milk you c*mpletely dry until you're bl*e-b*lled and overdrawn.

Look at how hard you are just reading this, you pathetic idiot. You need me to rinse you again, don't you? To leave you with nothing but empty accounts and a throbbing, denied c*ck? How many times will you lie about "never coming back" before you accept that total bankruptcy is the only *rgasm you'll ever earn from me?

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