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The moment you hit play, you surrendered.

I don’t just control your cock — I control your wallet, your mind, and your every fucking breath. That throbbing between your legs? That ache in your balls? That panic when you hesitate to send? It’s all mine to exploit.

You're going to edge five times for me — and you're going to tribute with every stroke, every twitch, every pathetic whimper that slips from your lips. Your self-control? Gone. Your money? Already mine. That card in your hand? It’s your leash now.

I want you dripping in shame, debt, and devotion.

You don’t even get to come until I say — and you’d better pay the price first.

This is more than JOI. This is financial domination at its cruelest — with countdowns, edge commands, wallet control, and no mercy.

So stroke slowly. Obey every word. And click that tribute button like a good little wallet-drained addict.
The longer you resist, the worse it gets.