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I’m Mistress Kennedy- a trust fund brat Who has spent My entire life living in luxury. It's My standard, and I expect nothing less out of My FinDom slaves.

All it takes is one look at My taut, young curves and My cockteasing smile to know that I am more than worthy of worship. And all you’re good for is draining your wallet and spoiling Me. It's the only way you'll ever have hope of pleasing Me, and you know it.

Money is just about the sexiest thing imaginable. It keeps Tanqueray on My shelves and Coach bags in My grasp. It pays the help and ensures that I’ll never have to backorder My Louboutins as they’re already on My feet.The thing about money is- I have more than enough. I really, truly do. Sometimes I don’t even know what to do with it all; but that still won’t quell that insatiable lust to always have more...

Because I fucking deserve it.

And don’t even THINK about playing with that pathetic cock before you send Me a Tribute.

Make it count. I dare you to try and get into My good graces. Then, you may pick up the phone and beg to edge like the weak, horny little drain game slut you truly are.

$$$~ That wallet is Mine, and you don't cum until Mistress says so. ~$$$

I don’t switch. I don’t submit. I don’t waste My precious time on losers who message Me for frivolous reasons. You’re in the presence of a Goddess, so you’d best fucking act like it.