Step into a world where your pleasure is my currency, and your desire funds the most exquisite of experiences. I saunter towards you, my latex-clad curves turning your mind into mush. I survey what’s mine—your arousal, your desperation, your wallet. I know you’re aching to release, to spill your seed in a frenzy of ecstasy, but that privilege comes at a price. Your cash is the key to your climax, and I am the gatekeeper of your pleasure. With each seductive sway of my hips, I tease you, reminding you that only when you’ve shown your worth, only when you’ve sent enough cash to please me, will I allow you the honor of orgasm. I instruct you to stroke your cock, to edge closer to that precipice, all the while knowing I hold the power to grant or deny your ultimate release. As you obey, jerking off in the palm of my hand, I watch with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. Your cash tributes flow in, each one bringing you closer to the brink, each transaction a testament to your submission. I revel in the control I wield, my eyes gleaming with dominance as I dictate the rhythm of your strokes, the pace of your pleasure. The more you give, the more I tease, until the tension within you is almost too much to bear. Your breath hitches, your body trembles, and just as you’re about to explode, I give you the command you’ve been longing to hear
