Shamestream: Your Money, My Power
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You're not a man. You're not even close. In this audio, I strip away every last illusion of pride or ownership you've ever had over your money, exposing you as the pathetic little paypig you truly are. Every word drips with disdain, every command reminds you of your place beneath me—broke, humiliated, and trembling with the thrill of financial submission. Picture yourself there, staring at your balance, knowing it's mine, watching the numbers dwindle as I laugh at how easily you give up everything you've worked for. You'll feel the sting, the shame, the overwhelming rush of being drained by the Goddess who owns you. And the best part? It'll never be enough. You'll come crawling back, begging to be drained, desperate for the humiliation you can't live without. This isn't just financial domination. It's destruction. Of your pride, your ego, your very identity. Press play if you dare, but don't expect mercy.
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Look at you, crawling back to me, trembling with desperation, clutching at the pathetic scraps of dignity you think you still have.
You're not here to be respected, are you?
You're not here to be admired.
No, you're here because you're weak.
Because you're addicted.
Because you're a worthless little pay pig who lives to empty his wallet at my feet.
Go ahead, admit it.
Say it out loud.
I am a pathetic pay pig who lives to be drained by you.
Say it louder.
Say it like you mean it.
Because that's who you are, isn't it?
When you realize that your money, your precious, hard-earned money, means nothing to you unless it's in my hands.
You're not a provider.
You're not a protector.
You're a wallet.
A walking, breathing, sniffling little wallet who exists for one purpose, to serve me financially.
Open it.
That's right, take out your wallet.
Look at it.
Look at those bills, those cards, those numbers that mean so much to you.
Or at least, they used to.
Before you met me.
Now they're nothing but a means to an end, a way to remind you of your place beneath me, your utter insignificance, your complete...
You love it even more.
That's why you're here.
That's why you keep coming back, begging me to take more, more, more.
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