I’m the spoiled brat your wallet was made for. I don’t care who you are — you exist to fund my desires, nothing more. I’m cruel, sexy, and I know I’m out of your league. You’ll beg for attention, and I might throw you a crumb… if you tribute first. I want your money, your obedience, and your total humiliation. Kneel, pay, and maybe—just maybe—I’ll let you fantasize about being useful to me.