Oh darling, don't look so surprised. You didn't think your incessant jerking was harmless, did you? How naive. Every stroke, every tug, every spurt of cum is a nail in your social coffin. I bet you've noticed, haven't you? How your friends and loved ones have started to drift away, how you're always alone with your hand wrapped tightly around your pathetic cock, mind lost in the whirlpool of your own shameful pleasure. This is your life now. Masturbation isn't just your pastime, it's your addiction. Your life is being consumed by your need to touch yourself, to cum, to .. in your own filthy...

Oh darling, don't look so surprised. You didn't think your incessant jerking was harmless, did you? How naive. Every stroke, every tug, every spurt of cum is a nail in your social coffin. I bet you've noticed, haven't you? How your friends and loved ones have started to drift away, how you're always alone with your hand wrapped tightly around your pathetic cock, mind lost in the whirlpool of your own shameful pleasure. This is your life now. Masturbation isn't just your pastime, it's your addiction. Your life is being consumed by your need to touch yourself, to cum, to .. in your own filthy orgasmic pleasure

And you know the worst part? I find it hilarious. The idea of you losing everyone you care about just because you can't keep your hands off your dick. It's so...pathetic, isn't it? But don't worry, my sweet little jerkaholic. I'll be here. I'll watch as you destroy your life, one cum-soaked tissue at a time. I'll be the voice in your ear, urging you on, encouraging you to stroke harder, faster, more. I'll fuel your addiction, twist your mind until all you can think about is your next orgasm

And when it's all said and done, when you're alone and desolate with nothing but your throbbing cock for company, I'll be there, laughing at your misery. I'll remind you that it was all your doing. You let your cock rule your life. You let your masturbatory obsession push away everyone who ever cared about you. But don't worry, my dear. You'll always have me, and I'll always have you, right where I want you: alone, desperate, .. in your own cum. Such a pitiful existence, but it's the one you've chosen, isn't it? You are my own personal masturbation puppet, and I plan on pulling your strings until you're completely unraveled.