You scoffed at the idea of findom, you just couldn't understand how anyone could be "into that fetish", but here you are,, slowly falling deeper and deeper into the pit. Nothing turns you on more than giving up your money to rich, beautiful women when they brag about their wealth. You work long hours, often into over time, skipping lunch breaks, with almost no holidays or time off ever, in a backbreaking job, to earn your shitty salary & to have it blown within seconds. As your brain melts and is destroyed by my irresistible beauty, I can click my fingers and know that at that instant your mind goes blank and you lose all control. Just hearing me bragging about my wealth makes your heart pound out of your chest, desperate to hand over more money than you could ever earn back. You can't resist the temptation of beating your dick into a terrified frenzy of guilt, fear & lust as you spend and hand over your money. Every time you feel instant regret & shame as you watch the life savings you've worked hard for dwindle away. You try to fight your pure arousal and excitement as you hover over the send button when you know that if you cannot resist or stop, you'd be financially ruined, but you always fail to resist. You've tried to quit paying, changing passwords, deleting accounts but I've already clawed too deeply into your psyche. You always rëlapse, chewing through your savings, maxing your credit cards, ruining your credit rating, desperate to be in debt, to be bankrupted for a greedy goddess who could not care less about your existence. I'm already rich, I don't even need your money, I have soo many slaves paying me nonstop but I'll still enjoy seeing you completely and utterly bankrupted, in life ruining debt just to satisfy my desires. I am perfect, I was born to never have to lift a finger, you was merely born to suffer and work so I don't have to. What turns you on more than anything else, is the fact that I would make a few times more in a month than your annual salary, that turns you on like nothing else, here you am breaking your back, stressed and tired out of your mind, handing your money over to me so I can sit back and live in luxury. This is how it should be, you was born an inferior beta male loser, who deserves to slave away, so I never have to lift a finger. Giving it all up to a woman who couldn't care less about you. You need to do more for me, you should work a second job, or a third. You should be budgeting your life so you only have the basics of food, and water, no luxuries. You should empty whatever savings you have immediately and give it all to me, max out your cards, empty your retirement, sell all your unnecessary possessions, when your pärents die you should give me the inheritance, you should even put me in your will, maybe you'll die young from the fatigue and I'll take whatever measly money you have left. I deserve it all. * Custom Clip - Name Harley Used*