You fell into my dreamy little web, and now every gift you buy me is another link in your leash. I use your presents like bait, teasing exactly what I want out of you, then making you want to hand over more. You hate that you love it, and that helpless ache when I smile and take what I deserve only proves how deep you belong to me.
So go ahead, little subbie, take one more step in. Tell yourself you could say no, but you know you won't. You’ll keep buying, begging, and proving you exist to serve my whims, and I’ll keep using those gifts to squeeze more submission from that pathetic little wallet of yours.