The Cursed Flesh Ritual. Unholy Handwork

Description: In the darkness of your birth, i, the malevolent satan, witnessed your first feeble cries, already seeing the weak, pitiful creature you were destined to be. as your life unfolded, a pathetic spectacle of desperation and solitude, i reveled in your misery. you were born under my shadow, marked for a life of endless hand-humping, a slave to the most base and degrading of pleasures. each day, you wallow in your own filth, a puppet whose strings are my cruel whims, your every stroke a testament to the curse i gleefully cast upon your soul. now, you exist only for this sin, your hands forever bound to the wretched task of pumping your worthless member, a never-ending cycle of humiliation and despair. you've become a hollow shell, a caricature of lust, forever seeking a release that only deepens your shame. each session of your degrading ritual is an offering to me, fueling my dark delight. you are less than nothing, a mere plaything in the grand scheme of my malevolent designs.