It's always disheartening when I lose a boy, I noticed that my boy list had shortened this morning. He just up and vanished, no warning, no answer to my texts or calls.
My dear cash slaves, if you're having a problem with something, like the atmosphere here or you can't fulfill the money tribute you promised me, or the wishlist gift you said you'd get me or maybe you aren't feeling that being a cash boy is your thing, do me a favor: Send me a message and tell me about it.
You're submitting to me, that's a lot of trust you're placing in me, and with that trust comes responsibility I have to uphold it. You are able to tell me things like:
"Master, I cannot uphold that promise I made you." or "Sir, I don't think I can afford to be a cash boy."
These are real issues, boys, I get that. Don't be shy to tell me. Sure, your dick was bigger than your brain for a while, like that hasn't happened to everyone before. Just know you can tell me what's up. Got it?