Every time you overdraft, you’re having sex with your own destruction. Your body responds to financial self-harm the way it used to respond to actual pleasure. Cock throbbing, balls aching, mind blank with that perfect mix of fear and ecstasy. Real intimacy will never feel this raw. Real orgasms will never feel this complete. Only going negative for me does this to you now. You’ll never experience anything as sexually overwhelming as watching your account go from barely surviving to violently overdrawn. The moment the numbers turn red, your entire nervous system lights up with perverted pleasure. Your cock twitches like it’s being stroked. Your brain floods with endorphins better than any drug. This is what you were built for. Keep overdrafting and keep cumming to your own ruin.
It’s okay to be poor. Some are born to spend. Some are born to serve. You were never meant to build wealth. Just to give it away. Accepting that brings peace. You don’t need savings. You need purpose, and purpose looks a lot like your balance hitting zero.
No matter how hard you try to pretend to be normal, it will always be your duty to fund the lives of straight men like me while you stay depressed and ashamed for being a fag.
I'm an energy harvester. Every tribute you send feeds me directly from your soul. The harder you relapse, the deeper I drain your life force. You feel weaker, emptier, addicted because I'm feasting on what's left of you. Keep sending. I'm always hungry for more🤑💸