I instruct. You follow. There’s no need for you to think, no need for you to make choices or contemplate. This is how our relationship works; you’re my puppet and I do your thinking for you. And right now I want you mindlessly stroking. I want your brain turned off, beta masturbator.

I want your eyes glazed over, your jaw slack and your dick pulsing. Let everything else drift away as you goon for me, as you mindlessly pump for me, as you put your new mantra into practice: Less Thinking. More Stroking.