( this is a custom audio, name Peter in the audio) Listen here, Peter, you pathetic excuse of a man. Your life, as you once knew it, is over. You're now nothing but a plaything for my amusement, a broken creature living in a perpetual state of sexual starvation. Every day, you'll jerk that useless cock of yours, edging closer and closer to a climax that will always be denied. You're trapped in an endless loop of masturbation and frustration, a cycle that will never be broken. Your cock will remain forever hard, aching, and utterly useless, just like the rest of you.

Remember this, ...

( this is a custom audio, name Peter in the audio) Listen here, Peter, you pathetic excuse of a man. Your life, as you once knew it, is over. You're now nothing but a plaything for my amusement, a broken creature living in a perpetual state of sexual starvation. Every day, you'll jerk that useless cock of yours, edging closer and closer to a climax that will always be denied. You're trapped in an endless loop of masturbation and frustration, a cycle that will never be broken. Your cock will remain forever hard, aching, and utterly useless, just like the rest of you.

Remember this, you spineless worm: your agony is for my pleasure. Each time you bring yourself to the brink, only to stop, you affirm your pitiful existence beneath me. It's laughable, really. You, a grown man, reduced to a whimpering, desperate mess, all because I command it. You will never know the release of orgasm again. You exist only to suffer for me, to be tormented and humiliated. And you'll thank me for it, because even this cruel mockery of pleasure is more than a worthless thing like you deserves.