You're lucky I even bothered to acknowledge your pathetic pleas for a JOI session, sub. I'm Goddess Anna Smyth, and I do things on my own terms. Right now, I'm feeling utterly bored with your existence, but I suppose you're still good for one thing - my wallet.

As I sit here, wearing my favourite headphones listening to music, my long braided hair cascades down, a reminder of my beauty and power. You should be grateful I'm even granting you this low-effort JOI, but let's be real, you're not worthy of my full attention.

I'll go through the motions, but don't expect me to be e...

You're lucky I even bothered to acknowledge your pathetic pleas for a JOI session, sub. I'm Goddess Anna Smyth, and I do things on my own terms. Right now, I'm feeling utterly bored with your existence, but I suppose you're still good for one thing - my wallet.

As I sit here, wearing my favourite headphones listening to music, my long braided hair cascades down, a reminder of my beauty and power. You should be grateful I'm even granting you this low-effort JOI, but let's be real, you're not worthy of my full attention.

I'll go through the motions, but don't expect me to be enthusiastic about it. You're just a means to an end, a way to pad my bank account. My voice is laced with disinterest as I give you instructions, my tone a mix of boredom and annoyance.

You'll have to make do with my half-hearted attempts to get you off. Maybe you'll tribute enough to be able to muster up some pathetic excitement from me, but I doubt it. I'm only doing this because it's easy money, not because I care about your pitiful desires.

So, sit back, sub, and try to enjoy the lackluster experience I'm about to provide. Don't get too comfortable, though - you're not worthy of my comfort.