Well, aren't you a pathetic sight this morning? Desperate and needy, so eager to give in to those primal urges of yours. You're nothing more than a lowly jerk junkie, always aching for your next fix. I know just how much you crave to touch yourself, how the anticipation consumes your every thought. It's a sad existence, really, but one you've brought upon yourself. You've allowed your addiction to control you, to define you. But don't worry, I'm here to guide you through this pitiful journey of self-indulgence Look at you, squirming with desire, unable to control your impulses. Can you imag...

Well, aren't you a pathetic sight this morning? Desperate and needy, so eager to give in to those primal urges of yours. You're nothing more than a lowly jerk junkie, always aching for your next fix. I know just how much you crave to touch yourself, how the anticipation consumes your every thought. It's a sad existence, really, but one you've brought upon yourself. You've allowed your addiction to control you, to define you. But don't worry, I'm here to guide you through this pitiful journey of self-indulgence Look at you, squirming with desire, unable to control your impulses. Can you imagine how you look, so desperate to get off? You're like a junkie, needing their next fix, except for you, it's not a ..., it's your own hand on your pitiful cock. It's amusing to see how desperate you've become, unable to control your desires, enslaved by your own addiction. And the best part is, you did this to yourself. You chose to become this weak, addicted mess of a man, always aching to touch yourself at the sight of my perfect body.

So here's what you're going to do, my poor jerk junkie. You're going to start your day with me, with my voice guiding your hand, my image burned into your brain. I want you to stroke yourself, to indulge in your addiction, because that's what you are, an addict. You can't fight it, you can't deny it, and why would you? It feels too good, doesn't it? To surrender to your desires, to give in to your cravings, to be under my control. But remember, no matter how much you stroke, no matter how much you come, you'll always be wanting more. You'll always be my jerk junkie, forever enslaved by your addiction.