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Spend, Spend, Spend on Paypig Phone Sex…

I started slow, so I wouldn’t scare you off. I had to coax you into paypig phone sex. First, I played into your vanilla desires. Then, I started showering you with affection, coaxing you into a state of security…and then I told you what I wanted. You were hesitant at first, but it was intoxicating! You didn’t have to worry about the stresses of modern day life. Your job, your prick boss, your naggy in-laws, pleasing your frigid prude wife…all of that floated away. I took the weight of the world from your shoulders. It may be a man’s world, but that comes with unbelievable pressure…your wife didn’t understand. I did. And in return, I asked for just one thing, and you happily obliged. 

I had you not only offering, but begging me to make you my paypig, and take more of your money to fund my lavish lifestyle! It was the least you could do, you said. I took such good care of you, you wanted to take care of me. Just me. Only me. All that brought you any relief from your exhausting life…the only thing that gave it meaning and zeal anymore…it all came down to me. Your mistress. Your Goddess. Scarlett.

What’s Next for the Paypig?

It only took a week for your wife to notice that there was money missing from your shared account. She tried to go shopping for a new dress. But since you’d spent all the money, all your cards declined! In just 7 days, you took all the money that you earned to support her, and you used it to buy everything I had in the Temple Store, and send me thousands of dollars in tips and tributes. You lied to her, almost convincing her it was a bank error. However, when it happened again a week later, she kicked you to the guest room. She’d stand on the other side of the door and listen as you moaned for me. As you let me drain you. 

A month later, she left your sorry ass. You drove her away. The last straw was when you called out “Scarlett” during one of the rare times she let you fuck her. She couldn’t handle being married to a pathetic, lowlife paypig. 

Two months later, the bank foreclosed on your house. You sent your mortgage payments to me instead. All I had to tell you was I wanted to move into a nicer condo. You couldn’t give me the down payment fast enough. 

Three months later, you lost your job. You weren’t sneaky enough, and you got caught cumming to my pictures in your office – naughty, naughty! 

Paypig’s Life Now…

Now, you obviously can’t control yourself, so you’ve given all your money to me. Like the rest of your life, it was just one more piece of responsibility that you couldn’t handle, so you let me take over for you. You work a dead-end job, slaving away, living in a shoebox apartment…every time you get paid, you call me. First, you tell me exactly how much your paycheck is. Second, you tell me exactly how much money you need for rent and food – I let you keep the bare minimum. The rest goes to me. And in return, I send you to paradise. I whisper sweet nothings and praise into my filthy paypig’s ear and beam with pride as you squeal and pledge allegiance to me. As you swear fealty. As you open your wallet and your mind for me to dive in and play around.

This week’s paycheck was a fat one, and you can’t wait to tell me all about it.

I wonder what I’ll blow it on this week? 

Your Queen And Goddess,

 

 

 

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