Power Play Game - Tribute Slave

Oh, you poor, trembling thing. You’ve stumbled into my domain, haven’t you? I can feel your pathetic little heart racing already. You’re here because you crave my control, my power, my very breath on your neck. But nothing comes free, my dear. Not a whisper, not a glance. Today, we play a little game I call The Tribute Tease. You’ll send me a tribute first… a small, insignificant sum to prove your devotion. Just a taste of what you’ll sacrifice for me. And then? Then I’ll vanish for an hour. An entire hour of silence, while you sit there, cock aching, mind spinning, wondering if I’ll ever return. Can you handle that? Can you survive the emptiness I’ll leave inside you? Let’s begin. Picture this you’re on your knees, wallet open, fingers shaking as you type that payment. That’s it, send it now. I’m waiting. That little notification will ring through my phone like a bell of submission. And once it does, I’ll smile… a cold, cruel smile, knowing you’re already hooked.