Being in my presence makes you weak. The power that I exude over you instantly turns you into mush. I know your weaknesses and I know how to use them against you for my gain. You never get release only heavier blue balls yet you keep coming back. Hoping that this time I will give you permission to cum that this time just maybe you have reached that magical spending amount that grants you relief. You are my personal stroking zombie and I like it that way. Send, worship and stroke. Repeat repeat repeat until I tell you otherwise. Maybe just maybe this time you will be lucky.