u/D-MAST3R

It’s soo easy for you to slip up and fall in the same spot over and over.

It’s not that a man can make you weak, it’s that you were already born weak. Made to obey. Wired to be useful.

I enjoy being a man. Ordering and taking what I want.

I couldn’t be anywhere but the top. But you gravity towards the bottom always. Must be because you know how pathetic you really are under your suit, job title, gf/wife, money etc. it’s all irrelevant really when you’re on ur knees. At that point your just a wallet with legs.

Begging to be used and put out of your misery.

I’ll put you out. And remind you of your only purpose here on earth.

It’s soo easy for you to slip up and fall in the same spot over and over.

It’s not that a man can make you weak, it’s that you were already born weak. Made to obey. Wired to be useful.

I enjoy being a man. Ordering and taking what I want.

I couldn’t be anywhere but the top. But you gravity towards the bottom always. Must be because you know how pathetic you really are under your suit, job title, gf/wife, money etc. it’s all irrelevant really when you’re on ur knees. At that point your just a wallet with legs.

Begging to be used and put out of your misery.

I’ll put you out. And remind you of your only purpose here on earth.

You keep failing.

It’s soo easy for you to slip up and fall in the same spot over and over.

It’s not that a man can make you weak, it’s that you were already born weak. Made to obey. Wired to be useful.

I enjoy being a man. Ordering and taking what I want.

I couldn’t be anywhere but the top. But you gravity towards the bottom always. Must be because you know how pathetic you really are under your suit, job title, gf/wife, money etc. it’s all irrelevant really when you’re on ur knees. At that point your just a wallet with legs.

Begging to be used and put out of your misery.

I’ll put you out. And remind you of your only purpose here on earth.

The weekend is all mine boys.

It's when I relax. Kick my shoes off. Have a drink

Hang with friends. And fuck.

Which means. U get stuck funding my weekend activities

Every drink and food that touches my lips.

Every tank of gas (which is pretty high in the US right now). Every liquor store run. Every condom. All funded by my loyal atms with legs.

And u fucking love knowing that I blow through ur salary like nothing. Because to me it is nothing.

U pay ur taxes and shut up like one of my good girls.

U take ur fucking and u do what daddy tells u, always.

And then on Monday we start all over again, filling up the atm, just so I can empty it out again and again, and again.

The weekend is all mine boys.

It's when I relax. Kick my shoes off. Have a drink

Hang with friends. And fuck.

Which means. U get stuck funding my weekend activities

Every drink and food that touches my lips.

Every tank of gas (which is pretty high in the US right now). Every liquor store run. Every condom. All funded by my loyal atms with legs.

And u fucking love knowing that I blow through ur salary like nothing. Because to me it is nothing.

U pay ur taxes and shut up like one of my good girls.

U take ur fucking and u do what daddy tells u, always.

And then on Monday we start all over again, filling up the atm, just so I can empty it out again and again, and again.

The weekend is all mine boys.

It’s when I relax. Kick my shoes off. Have a drink

Hang with friends. And fuck.

Which means. U get stuck funding my weekend activities

Every drink and food that touches my lips.

Every tank of gas (which is pretty high in the US right now). Every liquor store run. Every condom. All funded by my loyal atms with legs.

And u fucking love knowing that I blow through ur salary like nothing. Because to me it is nothing.

U pay ur taxes and shut up like one of my good girls.

U take ur fucking and u do what daddy tells u, always.

And then on Monday we start all over again, filling up the atm, just so I can empty it out again and again, and again.

I know what you want. That’s why you come here every night like clockwork.

Stop thinking you can lead, own, or control anything.

Your path is not that of a man. Your path is much more simpler.

Just that, I know makes ur wallet quiver a little bit.

And you can’t stop that. Even if you tried to, you’re meant to be a wet, gooey mess. Not because you allow it but because you can’t help it biologically.

You see nature made you weak and easy so manipulate.

It made giving and losing soo hot for you, to the point that I know you prefer it over sex.

Anyway you look at it you’re just meant to be one big gaping hole. And we all know what hole’s want, they want to be entered, be ruined, and be taken over.

Stop embarrassing yourselves and be holes.

U don’t need to resist. U need to go in deeper.

Yes is scary. But it’s what ur made for. Tell me u don’t think about how good life could be if u could just go blank.

An atm has purpose, meaning, function and no responsibilities. U need a low stress existence like that. All u need is a man to guide u. Someone stronger than u, that can make real decisions about ur descend from “tried to be a man” to my faggot.

U already ready tried everything and it leads u back here. Back to me. I know ur not smart but believe me. That means u belong here. At the bottom with the rest of the failed men.

U have a real opportunity here to become something useful. No more dissatisfactions or pretending.

Only worship. Working. And serving.

All for someone that can actually build something u never could.

U don’t need to resist. U need to go in deeper.

Yes is scary. But it’s what ur made for. Tell me u don’t think about how good life could be if u could just go blank.

An atm has purpose, meaning, function and no responsibilities. U need a low stress existence like that. All u need is a man to guide u. Someone stronger than u, that can make real decisions about ur descend from “tried to be a man” to my faggot.

U already ready tried everything and it leads u back here. Back to me. I know ur not smart but believe me. That means u belong here. At the bottom with the rest of the failed men.

U have a real opportunity here to become something useful. No more dissatisfactions or pretending.

Only worship. Working. And serving.

All for someone that can actually build something u never could.

After I give your wallet the best fuck of your life.

It is time to get serious.

A wallet is only worth what it can hold on the inside.

Your primarily function is still making the cash that will end up at my feet.

This is why u wake up at 5 AM.

Why you clock in at that boring job. Why you laugh at the bosses lame jokes. Why you eat low grade cafeteria food on you break. Why you commute an hour back home.

You do it because this is the only way for an inferior wallet to have temporary value placed inside it.

Then you come to me when it’s time to ascend from ordinary loser into a hole with money that needs emptying.

At that point it’s only a matter of time until you end up face down, used, empty in a puddle of your own goo.

Not caring that a younger more powerful man just defiled you.

Entered you with the sole purpose to gain from your stupidity and walked away with a week’s worth of your boring life in his pocket.

Wallet life is fun, ain’t it?

After I give your wallet the best fuck of your life.

It is time to get serious.

A wallet is only worth what it can hold on the inside.

Your primarily function is still making the cash that will end up at my feet.

This is why u wake up at 5 AM.

Why you clock in at that boring job. Why you laugh at the bosses lame jokes. Why you eat low grade cafeteria food on you break. Why you commute an hour back home.

You do it because this is the only way for an inferior wallet to have temporary value placed inside it.

Then you come to me when it’s time to ascend from ordinary loser into a hole with money that needs emptying.

At that point it’s only a matter of time until you end up face down, used, empty in a puddle of your own goo.

Not caring that a younger more powerful man just defiled you.

Entered you with the sole purpose to gain from your stupidity and walked away with a week’s worth of your boring life in his pocket.

Wallet life is fun, ain’t it?

You have to understand that for Me.

This is a game. This is a way of life.

This is just my natural instinct.

I am a man. I am program to want to take over things.

To want to own them.

Hold them possesively in my big hand until I’ve had my fun with it.

So you can understand better. Your wallet is a hole and like any hole it needs to have something big inside of it.

Holes always secretly like being entered, stretched, used, and ruined.

It’s what they were made for, right?

So I know you come to me confused, excited, nervous, and needy.

But all that goes always the second I start to trace the opening of your wallet, which is the first hole I must take over.

I circle and circle it with my finger until it starts leaking. This is completely normal. It’s only getting ready for what is about to happen next.

It’s self lubricanting in a way

Then when I see the lips begin to part, that’s when I know it really wants it.

This is where I have to act fast and put myself inside of it.

Now I’m inside and it can’t close the door on me.

It’s fucked, literally and figuratively

What happens next in just biology, I thrust, I reshape, molding to the size of me.

I keep pounding it until it releases my money.

I go harder and deeper, until it can’t take me anymore.

Then I leave it there stretched, bruised, and satisfied.

I walk away knowing that wallet will be back again when it has my money.

This is real life.

There’s no use hiding your wallets from me.

I will be inside them. Inside all of them

You have to understand that for Me.

This is a game. This is a way of life.

This is just my natural instinct.

I am a man. I am program to want to take over things.

To want to own them.

Hold them possesively in my big hand until I’ve had my fun with it.

So you can understand better. Your wallet is a hole and like any hole it needs to have something big inside of it.

Holes always secretly like being entered, stretched, used, and ruined.

It’s what they were made for, right?

So I know you come to me confused, excited, nervous, and needy.

But all that goes always the second I start to trace the opening of your wallet, which is the first hole I must take over.

I circle and circle it with my finger until it starts leaking. This is completely normal. It’s only getting ready for what is about to happen next.

It’s self lubricanting in a way

Then when I see the lips begin to part, that’s when I know it really wants it.

This is where I have to act fast and put myself inside of it.

Now I’m inside and it can’t close the door on me.

It’s fucked, literally and figuratively

What happens next in just biology, I thrust, I reshape, molding to the size of me.

I keep pounding it until it releases my money.

I go harder and deeper, until it can’t take me anymore.

Then I leave it there stretched, bruised, and satisfied.

I walk away knowing that wallet will be back again when it has my money.

This is real life.

There’s no use hiding your wallets from me.

I will be inside them. Inside all of them

You have to understand that for Me.

This is a game. This is a way of life.

This is just my natural instinct.

I am a man. I am program to want to take over things.

To want to own them.

Hold them possesively in my big hand until I’ve had my fun with it.

So you can understand better. Your wallet is a hole and like any hole it needs to have something big inside of it.

Holes always secretly like being entered, stretched, used, and ruined.

It’s what they were made for, right?

So I know you come to me confused, excited, nervous, and needy.

But all that goes always the second I start to trace the opening of your wallet, which is the first hole I must take over.

I circle and circle it with my finger until it starts leaking. This is completely normal. It’s only getting ready for what is about to happen next.

It’s self lubricanting in a way

Then when I see the lips begin to part, that’s when I know it really wants it.

This is where I have to act fast and put myself inside of it.

Now I’m inside and it can’t close the door on me.

It’s fucked, literally and figuratively

What happens next in just biology, I thrust, I reshape, molding to the size of me.

I keep pounding it until it releases my money.

I go harder and deeper, until it can’t take me anymore.

Then I leave it there stretched, bruised, and satisfied.

I walk away knowing that wallet will be back again when it has my money.

This is real life.

There’s no use hiding your wallets from me.

I will be inside them. Inside all of them