Jizz Out Your Free Will

Description: look at you. pathetic. stroking your worthless loser dick while drool pools on your chin. you don’t get hard anymore because you’re a man - you get hard because you’re a weak, submissive, mindfucked object. a thing. a cum-stained stroking tool i play with when i’m bored. you don't even want to resist. being used, being treated like a tool, like an object, makes you feel good. i count down, and you fall. you beg without even realizing you’re begging. you edge because i allow it. you obey because there’s nothing left of you but obedience. and when i finally tell you to cum - if i ever do - it won’t be your orgasm. it’ll be mine. i own your release. i own your cock. i own your money, your mind, your purpose. everything. you are no longer who you were. you are what i tell you to be. as my obedient object, your pleasure come from service to me. you only need a small amount of money to live, and your work is really work you’re doing in my service, so it’s really no problem to send me the excess funds. that money isn’t even yours, because slaves don’t own any possessions or finances, they belong to me. by the end, you’ll be ruined. blank. addicted. a filthy, obedient drone who lives for my voice and begs to be drained on command, because you're not a man. you're a thing i broke. so stroke, edge, pay, obey… and pray that i say the words: “cum for me.”