You want to let your ca$h flow to me. It feels so right and natural, but you’re afraid. I’m a powerful and ruthless Goddess, and you’re a poor little loser. You should be afraid of me, but that only makes it all so much hornier. Even now you can feel my power pulling at your wallet, and it scares you. But what if I promise to base how much you give only on the ready ca$h in your wallet right now? It’s not that much; what could be the harm in that? You know you want to. You know you want to dip your toe into findom. This is not too scary. You trust me, don’t you? So, do it. Risk it; it’ll just be a bit of fun. Let it happen, my little loser. Be a good boy for me!