I've got you trapped in your web of lies. All tangled up in a mess of your own making. Denying who you are, the truth that's right in front of you, only makes things worse. You can tell yourself you aren't addicted allll you want. That doesn't make it true. Relapse, quit, relapse, quit. It's a vicious cycle when you suppress what comes naturally to you. Digging yourself deeper until you can't climb back out. Which means you are right where I want you. Watching you struggle, trying to escape your destiny. Its a futile effort. Your mind and cock are MINE to control. The pleasure I allow is a high you can't stop chasing. Accept this part of you, stop lying to yourself. THIS is where you belong.