Money Slave! Born to Bleach!

Yes, you read that right! The sole true purpose in your pitiful life is to kneel at my feet, Lady Anja, your mistress, and lay all your earned money at my feet! Absolutely everything! Without exception! You live on the edge of poverty! And all for the sake of giving your mistress a wonderful life! Because you want to see your mistress happy. You long for a smile from your mistress! And today is payday again! You're only happy when I'm happy! When I hold your money in my delicate and wonderful hands! I'll grant you this sight today, slave. And not just that. I'll show you what I buy with your money. My dress that tempts you to undress me, my shoes that make my legs stretch to the sky, so you think from your slave position that they tower endlessly above you. So go back to your duty: Bleach, money slave! Because you have something of it, little money slut. You see me again and again and realize that I'm actually far too beautiful for you. And you show me that you're grateful. That you understand why I'm so far above you. In the only way such a pitiful money slave can: through a transfer. You can't help it! You can't and you won't resist! No matter how much you might fight against it, in the end, the will to give yourself over to me and submit wins! But I don't just remind you of your duty, I also give you something you've always dreamed of. Something that means the highest of feelings for a money slave like you. You're allowed to do something: I, your mistress, allow you to lick my ass! And then I'll show you my well-shaped buttocks, which are covered—by your money