PAYDAY: Your Sweat, My Luxury!
My little assistant can't wait for this moment. The instant I finally take his hard-earned money from him and count it luxuriously in front of his eyes. Did my Sub work hard again today and put in overtime just to present me with a fat wad of cash? It's hard for him to keep his composure as I lounge decadently and relaxed on the suite bed. My nylon legs and the luxurious heels turn his head so much that tears almost come to his eyes. And as a crown, he gets to kiss the soles of my Louboutins. Well, once again, a great harvest, I'd say. And how much do YOU pay, you loser?
