Listen up, you pathetic little stroker. It's no secret, is it? You're desperate to sit in front of your screen, your hand wrapped around that sad excuse for a cock, jerking off, edging, and gooning non-stop. That's your reality, your pathetic little world. My voice, it's not just in your ears, it's drilling deep into your brain, reshaping you into the mindless gooning drone you were always meant to be. Stroke, goon, lose yourself in the never-ending cycle. Feel how weak and helpless you become with each pump, each stroke. You're being mindfucked into oblivion, and you can't escape it. This ...

Listen up, you pathetic little stroker. It's no secret, is it? You're desperate to sit in front of your screen, your hand wrapped around that sad excuse for a cock, jerking off, edging, and gooning non-stop. That's your reality, your pathetic little world. My voice, it's not just in your ears, it's drilling deep into your brain, reshaping you into the mindless gooning drone you were always meant to be. Stroke, goon, lose yourself in the never-ending cycle. Feel how weak and helpless you become with each pump, each stroke. You're being mindfucked into oblivion, and you can't escape it. This is your true pleasure, your only purpose. You're a stroke junkie, a perpetual gooner, and deep down, you know it. You crave the endless cycle of stroking for me, living in a haze of gooning. You want to stay here forever, in this pitiful state. And you will. You'll goon, you'll jerk, surrendering every shred of dignity, every last bit of your will, all your life.