Oh, payday, my favorite holiday - not because you got paid, sweet little cash machine, but because it’s drain day for Me. The second that deposit hits, you already know the drill: no rent, no bills, no groceries - first things first, My account gets blessed. And since you love proving how devoted you are, we’re playing **** and send - one quick photo of that sad little balance, then immediately sending what’s Mine before you even think about spending a single penny on yourself. Look at you, getting hard just from the thought of handing over your paycheck like the perfect little paycheck slave. You don’t get a thank you. You don’t get a kiss. You don’t even get to see Me naked for it - but you do get the honor of knowing you kept your Goddess spoiled while you eat ramen for the rest of the month. That’s your purpose. That’s your privilege. And if you hesitate? Well…let’s just say there are consequences worse than an empty wallet. But for now? ****. Send. Prove you’re still My good little ATM.
