Look at that. You can't resist. Your brain is wired in a way that makes it nearly impossible for you to pass by an image of a perfect ass without it pumping stupefying amounts of testosterone into your bloodstream. You're fucked up for me. And I love it. So even though you hope *every single time* that I won't be so ...cold, you know that I can get away with telling you whatever I want. You know I use your focus to re-program your mind. And this is something you learned the hard way. You can feel your will power draining away as the bl00.d flows to your cock. You hate how I've conditioned you to associate my beautiful body with spending money. But no rational arguments have any sway. I am toying with you relentlessly because it's easy. And power that can be *should* be taken away.