Stroke, stroke, stroke. Embrace your submissive side. Revel in the feeling of giving up control, letting my voice guide you, with your hand around your cock, pleasuring yourself at my command. Sending just feels right when you're stroking to my perfection. You aren't interested in sex anymore, because sex doesn't feel half as good as stroking and sending and exploding at my command. Your cock only gets hard when your hitting that send button, on the brink of orgasm, it just feels THAT good. It just feels right. To empty your bank account while you worship me the way I deserve. Your purpose,...

Stroke, stroke, stroke. Embrace your submissive side. Revel in the feeling of giving up control, letting my voice guide you, with your hand around your cock, pleasuring yourself at my command. Sending just feels right when you're stroking to my perfection. You aren't interested in sex anymore, because sex doesn't feel half as good as stroking and sending and exploding at my command. Your cock only gets hard when your hitting that send button, on the brink of orgasm, it just feels THAT good. It just feels right. To empty your bank account while you worship me the way I deserve. Your purpose, is me.