humiliation

Boy toys like you are a dime a dozen. You exist everywhere on the internet searching for a release. In your desperation, you crave to be used and controlled. Destroyed, even. The deep desire to submit and be a collared boy toy for a black woman consumes you. To be at my beck and call, only to be discarded when I am done with you. I imagine you think about being my financial submissive, a lot. I even imagine, that you understand that's the only way to keep my attention: giving your cash up.