Porn is Your New Religion

Description: You edge like you’re attending church. stroking to me has never been about lust, subby... its doctrine. routine. ritual. your body doesn’t even wait for thought anymore. your cock hears my voice and starts twitching like it’s time to kneel. you don’t need candles or crosses. you’ve got browser tabs and dopamine. your devotion isn’t silent either. it leaks. it aches. it pays. you pray for pleasure, but you’re rewarded with control. and every stroke is another little sermon sinking into your nervous system. i am your altar, your obsession, your doctrine, your discipline. you worship the spiral, not the release. you are my believer. my gooning disciple. this isn’t fantasy. this is faith. say amen with your fucking wallet.