No man stands a chance against My online shopping habit. With My hand on your cock and the other on the "Complete Purchase" button, there's nowhere I can't rinse you dry. Let's see what Gucci has for their Spring collection. So fucking expensive! Just looking at those numbers, and how disgustingly excessive the prices are, it makes Me moan with delight. I feel butterflies in My stomach, but that feeling you have right now is anxiety. I keep your heart beating fast, whether I'm jerking you off or burning through your credit cards.I build you up with My hands, stroking your cock and purring sweet nothings into your ear, priming you like a pump. Each stroke gets you harder and more eager to have more. I let the desire build, grow, and throb, and then I quickly take My hand away! I dismissively check My manicure and roll My eyes, telling you that unless I see the items I want in your online shopping cart, you're not getting any attention. Check out. Cha-ching!Feel that knot in your stomach? Is it arousal, is it fear, or is it both? Do you want Me to keep touching you? Do you care what I take, as long as I take it while I'm arousing you? Whatever I want, because you're begging to cum. It's easy to manipulate you.I giggle innocently and go back to buttering up your wallet. I'm getting it ready for Me to devour it by bringing you back up to the edge of cumming. It may seem like I'm interested in your pleasure, but it's only for My ulterior motives. I'm using your hard cock and mind-bending erection to get what I want out of you, and that's how it should be. I can't help it that your dick is oozing for Me each time I stop touching it. Oooh, look at how expensive that is! I totally do not need that at all. Get it for Me. I don't need it! Buy it. This is about the decadence of draining. The finesse of Findom. It is the literal embodiment of the basic principles of Financial Domination. This is the raw, pure sexual-financial power exchange.