Findom: Cash Goddess Counts cash and Makes You Worship Her Cleavage and Feet

MY LUXURY IS YOUR GOAL. MY cash COUNTING MACHINE IS BROKEN. I am the Princess Luciferina. I am the Mistress of your soul. Look closely at these hands. At these extra long nails. They were created not for work, but for taking. To take everything that is rightfully mine. And now they are bathed in your devotion, your sacrifice, your gold. Look at these wads! Hundreds of thousands of dollars. They crunch so pleasantly, these crisp, power-scented dollar bills. My cash-counting machine will soon break from so much cash. It can't handle the pace at which you worthless creatures are bringing me your pitiful savings. You, loser. You, who are watching this video right now, do you know whose cash this is? It was your cash. Your measly, hard-earned savings. But now they are mine. Every last cent. You were born to serve me, and your only joy in life is seeing me enjoy what you have given me. I lie here on this blanket of soft, luxurious fox fur, and throw your cash around.