Sunny, a stunning blonde with an insatiable appetite for financial control, dialed her simp friend Matthew’s number. She needed a refill on her spending money, and she knew just the guy to tap for cash.
“Hey, Matt,” she cooed, her voice dripping with sweetness as she greased the wheels of manipulation. “I’m so glad you picked up. I have a little emergency – my ATM card got lost, and I’m totally strapped for cash right now.”
Matthew’s voice quivered with naivety on the other end of the line. “Oh no, Sunny, I’m so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?”
Sunny’s mind raced with sadistic glee. She had the perfect plan to milk her friend for all he was worth, both literally and figuratively. “Actually, Matt, I might have a solution. Why don’t you come over right away, and we can figure something out?”
Within an hour, Matthew stood nervously on Sunny’s doorstep, a thick wad of cash clutched in his trembling hands. Sunny greeted him with a tight hug and a sly smirk, her fingers expertly snatching the bills from his grip.
“Thanks so much, Matt! You’re a lifesaver. Now, why don’t we head upstairs and catch up?” She led him by the hand, her hips swaying temptingly with each step.
Once in her bedroom, Sunny turned the tables, her demeanor shifting from grateful to domineering. “You know, I’ve been thinking… since you’re so keen on helping me, maybe you could show your appreciation in other ways, too.”
Matthew’s Adam’s apple bobbed nervously as he stammered, “O-of course, Sunny. Anything you want.”
A wicked gleam danced in Sunny’s eyes. “First things first, I need to cleanse myself after that nasty cash-grubbing ordeal.” She plopped down on the toilet, lifting the lid and revealing a pristine bowl.
“Matt, I need you to get down on your knees and give my toilet a nice, deep lick. It’s the least you can do after plundering my fund.”
Matthew’s horror was palpable, but Sunny’s grip on his balls provided an incentive for obedience. He suppressed a whimper, gingerly lowering his face to the porcelain throne and parting his lips for the depraved act.
Sunny watched him with a mix of amusement and disdain, her gaze lingering on the display of submission. As Matthew’s tongue made contact with the cold surface, she reached for the dog bowl sitting on the nightstand.
“You know, Matt, to really make amends, I need you to drink from this bowl like a good boy. It’s filled with water, just like the good little simp you are.”
Matthew choked back tears, his face burning with shame as he tilted the bowl to his lips and gulped down the liquid. Sunny surrendered a patronizing pat on his head, seemingly satisfied with his debasement.
“Now that we’ve taken care of the toilet issue, let’s discuss the real reason you’re here – to replenish my funds. I’ve been keeping track of your financial progress, and it’s time for a little… extraction.”
She plucked Matthew’s wallet from his back pocket, expertly extracting every last dollar and credit card. As she counted the haul, a triumphant smile spread across her face.
“Looks like you’ve got quite the nest egg, Matt. I suppose I’ll just have to take a little loan… against your future earnings, of course.”
Matthew’s protests were weak and ineffective, his desperation clear as Sunny continued to pillage his wealth. By the time she finished, his wallet was empty, and his ATM card insignificant in her grasp.
“You know, Matt, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship – or rather, a beautiful arrangement. You’ll be my personal ATM, always ready to provide whenever I need. And in return… well, let’s just say you’ll have the privilege of worshiping me in all the ways I desire.”
As Matthew slunk away, his spirit broken and his pockets empty, Sunny savored the taste of dominance, already plotting her next monetary conquest. In her world, the strong preyed on the weak, and she was the apex predator.