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You already know what to do. Don't speak. Don't think. Just send. This is 6 minutes of unrelenting humiliation and irresistible tease — I mock your pathetic wallet, your useless manhood, and your desperate need to be used. I don't care who you are. You're a number. A dollar sign. A toy. You'll stroke to this, then pay again. Because you're mine now. And you'll always come back for more.