Not only are you a slave to gooning, you're a slave to porn, to the screen, to stroking. This prison of your own making has become your only true escape. I know you want to blame Goddess for this addiction, perhaps you've even sought out some counseling to help you cope, but it feels like I'm lurking around every corner to just keep pulling you deeper. You used to be in control, or maybe you're struggling with the delusion that you are still in control. I have some questions for you about that. Would someone who was in control have bought this clip? Would someone who was in control be as preoccupied with porn as you are? It's so much better to admit just how far you've fallen, darling. When it's just you, me, and the warm embrace of your hand, you no longer miss the man you used to be. You'd much rather be the drooling, moaning, pumping, panting shell of your former self. Nod your head; stroke and obey.