It's getting harder isn't it? Harder to resist me. You try to fight these urges...but you feel me calling to you like a siren, and it stirs your very soul and chills you to the bone. My voice fills your mind, quieting all other thoughts...all thoughts of resistance. With every breath you are becoming more mindless...nothing but a brainless little puppet to do as I command. And all I command is that you stroke your cock for me. But soon you find every stroke taking you further and further into your trance. You inner voice challenges my commands...but you can no longer hear it. All you can he... Show more