You lose. I don't really need to know much about you to know why you're here. You're here because, no matter how expensive or degrading it becomes, you need to pay. You hate that I know this because I make it impossible for you to get away. I've created a closed circuit for you to run, constantly flooding your mind with triggers. My hooks set deep, ties impossible to unbind. Every time your cock twitches for me, you hear my voice and sink deep. It always ends the same way. You can't fight something that you are. When you delay the inevitable, you stack the odds in my favor. The more energy you focus on avoiding your fate, the more inevitable it becomes. I'll always overpower you. Just know when to admit that you are beat.