Saturday night submissive spending

Description: Your saturday belongs to me, and you’re going to prove it in the only way that matters, by worshiping, spending, and aching until there’s absolutely nothing left of you. get your credit card out and have my store open, because tonight, you’re going to empty yourself for me. every dollar, every drop of desperation, all funneled into worshiping my perfection. you’ll follow every command without hesitation, without question. i say spend, you obey. i say stop, you freeze. i say beg, you drop to your knees and whimper for my attention. because you don’t exist for pleasure. you exist to serve, to ache, to be drained for me. by the time saturday night falls, you’ll be exhausted, empty, and utterly wrecked, just the way you should be. now, let’s begin.