Saturday draining, fags. Keep the cash flowing and submit to your one-true-Lord. I know how addictive my power over you is. You love to feel inferior, to feel weak. You crave the feeling of my big, powerful feet crushing your bank accounts. My slaves are saving’s accounts to me. I use you to supplement my alphamale lifestyle. You’re no different.
I don’t tolerate bullshit. You’re either here to serve, or, to get blocked. Fast. I don’t fuck around with cheapskates. I get that not every fag is rich. Barely. But if you’re not prepared to sacrifice for Me, you’re less than useless. Don’t forget your place.