This Hole Is Mine, and You'll Pay for Every Use

That hole isnt yours anymore - its mine. Every stretch, every filthy twitch, every degrading second you spend spreading it wide belongs to me. You'll crawl to the mirror, strip yourself bare, and open yourself up because I command it. Then, you'll look at your pathetic reflection and say the only truth that matters: This hole belongs to my Goddess, and I will pay her for it. You want to finger it, don't you? You want to feel the disgusting shame of sliding your fingers into what's no longer yours? Too bad. You don't get to touch anything without paying me first. Open your wallet right now and send me $200 for the privilege of fingering the property I own. No excuses, no delays, no whining about your finances—you exist to fund me, and this is the price for even a second of access to what's mine. You'll keep your cheeks spread wide while you send the money, staring at that filthy little hole and realizing how far you've fallen. Your body isn't yours.