Oh, my little premature ejaculator, it's truly pitiful, isn't it? How you spurt like a pathetic leaky faucet at the mere whisper of stimulation. I find it utterly amusing, a source of endless mockery, that you can't even last the briefest of moments. It's laughable, really, how you think you're worthy of any form of satisfaction when you're so grossly inadequate. I'm going to used this weakness, tease and torment you until you're quivering in your own shame. Listening to my voice, letting each word wrap around your feeble mind, will only ensure your further downfall into humiliation. You're...

Oh, my little premature ejaculator, it's truly pitiful, isn't it? How you spurt like a pathetic leaky faucet at the mere whisper of stimulation. I find it utterly amusing, a source of endless mockery, that you can't even last the briefest of moments. It's laughable, really, how you think you're worthy of any form of satisfaction when you're so grossly inadequate. I'm going to used this weakness, tease and torment you until you're quivering in your own shame. Listening to my voice, letting each word wrap around your feeble mind, will only ensure your further downfall into humiliation. You're just a desperate, quivering mess, aren't you? Pathetically eager, yet hopelessly incapable. I dare you, try to hold back as you listen to my taunting. It's a futile effort, but watching you fail is half the pleasure.