I rebuff your advances at the bar. That line you used? I hear it every day. And I already have a beverage. You're persistent. Annoying. Won't shut up about my eyes. I sigh and turn towards you. I invite you to stare deep into my sea green eyes, to lose yourself in them. I speak about you floating in them, drifting away, buoyed by a warm green saline sea. You are lost in my eyes and I imprint you. You will tithe me at this bar every payday. You will never presume to hit on me. Every night, you will dream of the warm green saline sea. Includes financial domination, femdom POV