I can't help it you're so easily seduced. And I'm not even trying. Not at all.

But I will use it to my advantage.

Stroke yourself for me. Stroke to thought of being my good boy. To the thought of giving you purpose. To the thought of being my number one goto when I want something. To be the boy I snap at and expect to fetch for me. Stroke knowing you are in my thoughts but only when I want something.

And of course you are rewarded with pride and pleasure every time you do what I command of you.