Work Hard Just so Women Can Use You

You work so hard, don't you? Your life revolves around putting in long hours at the office, barely having time to even breathe, let alone enjoy your life. You're a work slave for women. But it's all right, isn't it? It's a small price to pay for the sweet validation you get in return, isn't it? You come home every day, exhausted, drained of energy, just to find yourself drained of dignity as well. Yet you carry on. Why? Because it's your role, your purpose. You've been conditioned to believe that you exist solely to provide for women, to serve their every need and whim. Your dick may be hard right now, but it's not because you're attracted to me. No, it's because the more money you give to women, the harder it gets. Isn't that right? You're a sex slave to women, aren't you? You're just a walking wallet, aren't you? You're nothing more than a tool, a means to an end for these insatiable women who never seem to be satisfied.