It turns me on thinking about ruining you
Taking so much that it takes you months to get yourself financially un stuck
So that every day you wake up thinking about me and how I screwed you over so bad that you have to work your entire day for me still
A lot of you deserve that
You can take a break or even disappear. A day, a week, a month…
But there’s no recovery, no escape. You’ll inevitably come back.
Once that Findom switch had been lit, there’s no turning it off.