"You are a pitiful sight, aren't you?" I scoff, staring down at you, taking in the pathetic form you present. Squirming with desire, with need, your face flushed with arousal. I can see the desperate hunger in your eyes. It's so degrading, so abhorrent, yet I can't help but feel a thrill running through me, watching you lose all semblance of dignity in your quest for pleasure.

"Are you proud of what you've become, my pet? A filthy, cock-hungry slut, begging for release. You're a gay in the most desperate sense, aren't you? You've lost yourself in this gooning power, and I am the on...

"You are a pitiful sight, aren't you?" I scoff, staring down at you, taking in the pathetic form you present. Squirming with desire, with need, your face flushed with arousal. I can see the desperate hunger in your eyes. It's so degrading, so abhorrent, yet I can't help but feel a thrill running through me, watching you lose all semblance of dignity in your quest for pleasure.

"Are you proud of what you've become, my pet? A filthy, cock-hungry slut, begging for release. You're a gay in the most desperate sense, aren't you? You've lost yourself in this gooning power, and I am the one controlling the strings. You're completely under my command, dependent on my will for your satisfaction. Just look at yourself, how low you've sunk, how depraved your desires have become. I almost feel sorry for you. Almost." My voice drips with contempt, each word designed to dig into your pride, to degrade and humiliate you. But I can see the glint in your eyes, the secret thrill you derive from this verbal torment. You're a truly despicable creature.