I am your Master, and I’ve turned you into a pathetic, mindless stroking drone, addicted to my control. You’re not a man; you’re a gooning zombie, a brainless puppet who lives only to edge for me. My voice has burrowed so deep into your mind that you can’t think of anything else. You don’t eat, you don’t slep, you just stroke, edge, and repeat like the obedient little machine I’ve trained you to be. Your cock is raw, your body is exhausted, but you keep going because you’re too weak to resist me. You’re mine now, forever trapped in this endless loop of humiliation and frustration, your only purpose to serve and suffer under my control.