Listening to My voice you begin you stroke. Weak for My voice and weak for My commands you cannot resist. Even knowing how mindless you are becoming, you stroke, over and over. Nothing else matters but the sound of My voice. Nothing else matters but My commands as you stroke. Weaker and weaker you KNOW that your control is slowly slipping away. Still you cannot resist. Still you cannot stop. That’s right. Keep stroking. Keep listening. Keep getting weaker and weaker.

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