My Dirty Pants

DomDog is here, throbbing with power and waiting for your tribute.
You’re gonna empty your wallet for him, like the desperate little cash-sl*t you are.
He wants full-time control over your money, your mind, your pathetic urges.
He craves greedy little piggies begging to be used, humiliated, and drained dry.
You’ll get on your knees, hand over your paycheck, and thank him for the privilege.
He doesn’t ask he takes.
He’ll sp*t in your pride, pi*s on your limits, and own you completely.
If you’re not here to serve, crawl back into the shadows.
If you are… surrender, open your mouth, and start paying.