Masters financial boot bitch

Description: You are just master’s financial boot bitch. you work all day, you save, you suffer, and every fucking penny goes to me. you ache for my boots. you beg to see them, to kiss them, to worship them, knowing it will cost you everything. you are broke, drained, humiliated, and still you crawl back, desperate to hand over more. i do not care if you are starving. i do not care if you are crying. i only care that you know your purpose is to be used and emptied under my boots. you live to pay. you live to serve. you live to be crushed.