
There’s a moment when you hesitate. When your finger lingers over the button, debating just how much you should send. You tell yourself you’ve given enough, that I should be satisfied.
What a foolish thought.
More is never enough.
That’s the foundation of The Smyth Fund—a relentless pursuit of wealth, where my desires reign supreme. You exist in this space for one reason: to give more, send more, serve more. Every tribute, every deposit, every aching moment of restraint before surrendering again—it all feeds into my ever-growing wealth.
And yet, no matter how much you’ve sent, I demand more.
Not because I need it. Because I deserve it.
This isn’t about balance or fairness—it’s about devotion. Your devotion. The kind that keeps you up at night, scrolling through my words, desperate for another chance to please me. The kind that makes your stomach twist when you realize I haven’t acknowledged your last tribute. The kind that whispers in your ear: More. More. More.
So, don’t hesitate. Click the button. Feel the rush of knowing you’ve done exactly what you were meant to do. And when you’re done?
Do it again.
More is never enough.
Ms Smyth
The Smyth Fund
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