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All I Want Is Your Money Loser!

It always seems like small penis, loser guys constantly come my way. I have no idea why I attract such girly men with small cocks wanting to be abused, but in a way I enjoy it. I love knocking you down off your high horse and making you my submissive little slut, all for my personal enjoyment.

 

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It might start off at a club where you might think I will be your one night stand but it turns into years of teasing and torture and debt, upon debt, upon debt. See I’m different from those usual type of girls you meet at the club. I’m sure most of them just drop their panties at the sight of your credit card limit, or your fancy high class watch you are wearing but I don’t! I lure you in, catch you, and make you my little pet for life. Hahaha…

I totally enjoy making you my phone sex boy toy and watching you squirm every time you think you might get a piece of ass from a sexy phone Goddess like myself , but really you’re just a dumbass, pathetic¬† loser with money, and that money will surely be mine. That’s really all I want you for, is your money, your credit cards, your good credit. I will use you to get anything and everything I want, and all the things I deserve for giving your pathetic ass a chance of looking at my gorgeous body and allowing you to be in my presence. You know it though, you are fully aware that I wouldn’t be caught dead in public with you if you weren’t spoiling me on a daily basis!

Yep, it starts at a club, a simple drink bought, and ends up being my slave for life. I will take you home from the club, I will tie you up, I will tease you uncontrollably until your cock turns purple and then I kick you out of my house to deal with your small pathetic blue balls on your own. I don’t want anything to do with a cock as disappointing as yours. Sorry bitch but you’re outta luck. Of course you call me the next day, like a loser! Call me the day after that, and you call over and over and over again, leaving messages on my phone, begging me to call you back. I do….eventually. I tell you to bring your credit card and meet me at the mall. I’m ready to shop, and you’re paying!

 

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