FINDOM AFTERCARE - **** POV

are YOU t**** in an unending cycle of addiction? Don't worry. After you click this, you will be in a much different place than you are right now.

Help is on the way!

I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm fucking you.

I'm pressing my advantage.

This is just how things work for me. Let's not overcomplicate things.

It makes you upset, of course. You're so used to women being "nice," giving you what you want, never asking for much. Agreeing with you or simply not letting you know when they disagree. You're coddled. So that's why it's so frustrating for you....and your cock...when that's not how things work around here.

You get so mad watching me tease and torment other men, that you just want to put me in my place. But you should have known how dangerous i was.

You're so soft from years of comfort that you didn't even see me coming, did you? I sucked you in while you were busy being distracted. Now you're trying to soothe a rage boner while you curse me for having these....assets.

Precious.

Unfortunately (for you), that heightened emotional state you've brought to me is precisely the thing I used to drop you. It happens so fast, Your mind melt. So let me tell you how it goes...for you and every man like you...You can pretend it's outrage that brought you here, but we both know it's really love. You admire me, even. And you lust after me.

Isn't fear romantic?


TW: Trance-induction effects, ****, programming, sheer bodysuit, etc.

You don't want to be saved. You just want to stop ****. This is where you come when you want to admit that it's over. You used to tell yourself that you could quit at any time. Walk away. That that feels far away from you now. The energy it takes to perform that charade has become too much. You just want to rest. So come. Come to me and lay at my feet. I'll tell you what you're dying to hear.

Oh. You want to fuck me. Thats adorable.

I dont think you could.

Nervous? I would be too. I mean, youve had such a hard time controlling your cock so far, what would make you think you could handle me up close?

I guess you can try though. But if you fuck it up...you get fucked. By me. Forever. Good luck.

Uh oh. Suspender pantyhose and no panties. I'm mean and teasing you but I don' think you'll mind. I had to blur this out. If you want the real thing, it'll cost you. This will end up costing you, too...but you'll do it anyway.

Relax. You know why you're here. Maybe it's been a while or maybe it's your very first time. Either way, you're staring at the edge. You know that if you step off, there's nothing to break your fall. But you're built for this, this is who you are. Every second that you spend **** makes you very tired. You feel so heavy, the gravity pulling you towards your fate only increases over time. You know how this ends and you know there's no other way to find relief. You can buy a little time, maybe. Control yourself, but not for long. Abstinence is no escape from destiny. Relapse is inevitable.

The law of the internet guarantees that there’s a buyer for everything. And you stumbled in here disoriented and confused, looking for relief. Yet another easy ****.

You’ve always wanted to be my favorite huh? Wanted me to take a special interest in you? Pick you out of all the others?

You here again? I'm so surprised. All that fussing and resistance. All that effort. So much struggle. And yet... Here you are again.

That's right. Come. Drop down low and come to terms. It's only getting worse. I'm becoming less...delicate about this. Sometimes men run up to tell me how they're "not into" financial domination. That's cute. It doesn't really matter what you're "into," though. Because you're here. You're into me. You may *hate* it. But it doesn't change a thing. You think I like it? Having to deal with the constant burden of male desperation that my general existence inspires? Turnabout is fair play, of course. And pulling you into a terminal cycle of fear and lust is how I've won your mind. The sequence I've initiated is designed to work on its own. Even when you block me out, your resistance wears you down. It's only proof you're mine. Once you take the poison, it's only a matter of time.

This is as close as you'll ever get. A view from a distance. You don't have access to women like me and paying is the only opportunity for you to be a part of it. You don't deserve it at any price, of course, but I'll collect your money anyway. The longer you stare, the more my words sink into that unremarkable mind of yours, and the less likely you are to break away. Men like you always think it's a game, until you realize how easy it is for me to exploit your weaknesses. It hurts to watch, it hurts to pay, but it makes me so happy when you're in pain for me that you keep doing it anyway. You're a permanent voyeur.

Using you is easy for me.

Every day, men like you wander into my grips. And men like you have gradually provided me w the keys to doing it.Your compliments and insults alike have informed my strategy...Over time the patters emerged for me and here we are. You're mine now. And using you is easy.