In the twisted, spiraling world I've created, you find yourself lost, a mere shadow of the man you once claimed to be. My spiraling eyes, those vortexes of undeniable power, have burrowed deep into your psyche, transforming you into nothing more than a panting, needy plaything. Each rotation pulls you further from reality, from the man you thought you were, and drags you deeper into a pit of your own debased cravings. You're no longer in control; you're a puppet dancing on my strings, gyrating to the tune of your own humiliation and desperation. Remember when you thought you had a choice, a semblance of dignity? How amusing! My spirals have stripped you of that illusion, leaving you bare and exposed – a pathetic, groveling creature begging for scraps of attention. The man you were is gone, replaced by a quivering mass of lust and shame. You crave the humiliation, the degradation; it fuels your perverted desires. Each time you gaze into the mesmerizing whirl of my eyes, you sink deeper into the mire of your own filth, eagerly abandoning what little pride you had left. You've become my ultimate toy, my willing slave, forever trapped in the spiraling web of your own debasement.