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I have got a confession to make. I love wallet rape. I love financial domination. I love all of the things that men with brains that are a little too big and dicks that are way to small can do for me. wallet rape is the ultimate expression of acknowledging that you’re a little pussy and that nothing you can ever do is ever going to be able to satisfy a real woman, ever. Really, there is nothing you can do to get me off. You know exactly who you are. See, when he started calling me I knew hoe weak he was.
He just needed a little push. Sure, he’s a cuckold but he’s so much more than that. he not only wants to watch everybody he knows fuck me while he never gets anything so much as a look from me but he wants to do it from a position on the floor, on his knees and waiting for me to pay attention to him. Its the denial of that very basic want that gets him off and pushes him to further and further heights to impress me. When he started to offer to let me wallet rape him it got interesting.
First of all, you can’t really offer a girl to wallet rape you. wallet rape is just that, its a rape. When you’re my cuckold and you want to be used and you want me to take all of your money and give you pretty much anything I decide I want at the moment (because believe me I’m not going to be spending your money wisely) I want you to know just how fully fucked you are. Now you’ll buy my new dresses and go out and let you watch me get fucked after I max your cards.
