Hello, my little piggy. Do you remember what you were like before you stumbled on to your findom fetish? It’s probably hard to remember at this point, huh? The first time you experienced that rush of giving to a hot, bratty girl online who doesn’t give a fuck about you, you knew you couldn’t go back. How hard your cock throbbed after you hit send, that orgasm you never experienced before. Do you wish you could turn away from it? Probably, huh? Go back to having normal desires, a normal sex drive that doesn’t drive you into bankruptcy. But it’s too late. Your cock is throbbing as you listen to me talk about this. I want you to face this reality, the reality of your addiction, in the form of recalling every single time you gave into your desires. Every single time you hit send and felt that rush. Think about it. Your spending history in regards to findom. Now get naked. Get naked, strip yourself of every single item of clothing like you’ve stripped yourself of your dignity once you stumbled upon your addiction. You’ve been stripped of your dignity, turned yourself into a human ATM, a pay pig that’s only good for your money. Now jerk, jerk to your spending history. Not just on me, no. To your entire history of indulging in findom.

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