Each time you touch yourself, each time you give in to those pathetic urges, it's a stark reminder of what you really are. You're nothing but a sniveling gay, so desperate for validation that you'll degrade yourself in the most deplorable ways. And the best part? You need it, crave it. My words, as cruel as they may be, are the very thing that drives you, that fuels that pitiable fire within you. Isn't it just tragically beautiful?

Oh, go on. Stroke faster. Let each pull, each motion be a testament to your feebleness. I want to see you unravel, to see that mask of dignity you so de...

Each time you touch yourself, each time you give in to those pathetic urges, it's a stark reminder of what you really are. You're nothing but a sniveling gay, so desperate for validation that you'll degrade yourself in the most deplorable ways. And the best part? You need it, crave it. My words, as cruel as they may be, are the very thing that drives you, that fuels that pitiable fire within you. Isn't it just tragically beautiful?

Oh, go on. Stroke faster. Let each pull, each motion be a testament to your feebleness. I want to see you unravel, to see that mask of dignity you so desperately cling to crumble and shatter. And as you spiral into that abyss of shame and pleasure, remember this – it was my words, my contempt, that sent you there. Every gasp, every moan, every pathetic plea is music to my ears. It's a symphony of your degradation. So, thank me, and show me just how low you can truly go.