I’ve come to collect what’s mine. You knew this day would come. Your debt has been growing for too long — every secret stroke, every orgasm without permission… I’ve kept perfect count. Now you’ll pay the only way you can: with your dignity, your complete submission, and your shame. On your knees, repeating my words, clicking my nails echoing in your head as I remind you of one simple truth — you always pay Me. The debt never ends. It only grows. Time to start paying, little debtor.
