Weak addict

Description: You are a weak addict. you can pretend all you want, but i see right through you. every time you see my heels, my toes, my perfect legs in tight leggings, your cock starts throbbing and your brain goes soft. you are not strong. you are not in control. you are mine. mentally. financially. completely. you wake up thinking about me. you lay in bed aching for me. and every second in between is just a countdown until the next time i humiliate you. the next time i drain you. the next time i remind you how fucking pathetic you are. you do not even care about your own needs anymore. all you care about is pleasing me. all you care about is serving. because you are addicted. fully. utterly. hopelessly. you would rather stare at my boots than touch your wife. you would rather be ignored by me than kissed by her. you would rather stroke in agony, edging until your balls are swollen and your mind is gone, just for the chance to send. that is your life now. broke. hard. desperate. humiliated. and still so fucking grateful just to be allowed near me. you are not a man. you are not a partner. you are a weak, helpless little loser who was born to suffer for a goddess. and i love watching you fall deeper, cry harder, and pay more, every single fucking time.