You don’t look at your savings anymore. In truth, you don’t even know if you have any. The only reason you care is far from any sense of financial stability… no. The only solace you seek in this life is the unbridled sense of comfort you feel about being ripped off by the hottest girl alive.

She deserves it. Nothing you do could ever be good enough for a woman like her. The fact that you even get acknowledged by her is the universe’s greatest fluke, so who are you to fuck all of that up? You take what you can get and you do it with grace, even if means getting absolutely nothing from her.

The amounts you spent on being ripped off on her are incalculable. You see everybody around you making money moves: investments, new cars, real estate portfolio. You don’t care. You have everything you need, so long as you get used and abused by her.

Sometimes you think she might even be a little too nice to you. Like why the hell is she blessing you with pictures of her feet, her toes, her legs? You know she sends it to bigger, better guys for free. You know they don’t even have to ask. You know they enjoy it just for a few moments because they have access to her in real life. They can text her to come over and she’d so let them eat her pussy. You on the other hand? You get nothing like that. No response, no reaction, even when you’ve spent your entire paycheck on the same pictures they all get for free. In fact, sometimes you check her page and it’s the exact same photos, free for the whole world to see. But you know you don’t get the same privileges. You’re so, so beneath them.

This is exactly where you’re meant to be. Used and forgotten until she wants to use you again. The fact that she even considers you is such a privilege you never make her wait, you just submit every. Single. Time. You know you’re lucky, you know your life was nothing before this. You’re so thankful to be given purpose, so so thankful to be ripped off by your queen, God Herself.