That shiny little bikini is a gift you can’t afford, and you’ll pay for it in more ways than one. Every dollar you send peels another layer of control from you as My innocent-sounding voice and irresistible curves dismantle whatever pride you thought you had. Your wallet empties, your mind fogs, and you find yourself completely devoted to the glitter hugging My body.
You wanted to keep control? How cute. Sit back and let the gold glint mesmerize you while I teach you how easily you can be bent to My will. Spend, worship, obey. That’s the real present here.