Trapped by My Findom Spell

You know that you’re just a puppet to me and that your cash is my cash. You feel so impotent, so powerless. You can just surrender to me. My eyes, my perfect body, my big tits are going to fuck your brain. Yes, I’m gonna turn you into my fin sub! You don’t need your cash, I am the one who deserves it! What a miserable loser! You need your Goddess, your daily fix. My spell is gonna turn you into a robot, my robot who is only allowed to pump, to tribute and to worship me!