Financial Dominatrix Counting Cash

You were aching to see Me, and you know better than to come empty handed. You’ve laid your tribute at My feet, watching Me count it in front of you. Every bill that runs through My fingers, turning you on. You’re proud of your offering, but I’m not impressed. I don’t care how many days it took for you to earn it. In My world, I make this in less than an hour. The funds you worked so hard for, spent in a flash, and that only turns you on more.