chill, my gooner squad, no need for those moans~

you're made for this, to fantasize 'bout bathin' with me, in a world of luxury ~ ~ ain't it a thrill to be this close to my lavish life?

get deeper in, losers ~ I'm hungry for more of your tribute *****

findom 2dfd drain session

I want to use you as furniture while I do my makeup. imagine being my vanity stool, perfectly silent, perfectly still, as I transform.
your place? beneath me, in every sense.

imagine the thrill of your wallet bowing to my whims, where every tribute whispers sweet nothings of your devotion to your findom.

become my pay slave, and let's weave a seductive dance of dominance and submission. each payment, a stroke of pleasure.