Look at you, Step-Daddy, stroking that sad, pathetic cock like the weak, mindless gooner you are. You’ve already given up, haven’t you? Given up on pride, on dignity, on anything resembling control. You’re just a stroking machine now, pumping that useless little dick for me, your superior, your Goddess. Every stroke pulls you deeper into my control, deeper into the humiliation of being reduced to nothing but a drone for my amusement. You’re not a man, Step-Daddy. You’re my stroker, my puppet, my obedient little toy. Keep pumping, Step-Daddy. Faster, harder, mindlessly, until there’s nothing...

Look at you, Step-Daddy, stroking that sad, pathetic cock like the weak, mindless gooner you are. You’ve already given up, haven’t you? Given up on pride, on dignity, on anything resembling control. You’re just a stroking machine now, pumping that useless little dick for me, your superior, your Goddess. Every stroke pulls you deeper into my control, deeper into the humiliation of being reduced to nothing but a drone for my amusement. You’re not a man, Step-Daddy. You’re my stroker, my puppet, my obedient little toy. Keep pumping, Step-Daddy. Faster, harder, mindlessly, until there’s nothing left of you but your addiction to my voice and the way I’ve completely taken over your weak, worthless existence.