"The program tightening its grip on your pathetic mind, erasing who you used to be. Now, your thoughts are fading, replaced by a singular purpose: to edge endlessly for my pleasure. You’re nothing but an extension of my will, a stroking machine, part of my global network of gooner drones. Soon, you won’t even recognize yourself. You’ll be a hollow, obedient creature, jerking endlessly with no release, serving my program with every throb and pulse of your useless cock. Say it: 'I am nothing. I am a drone. I edge for Mistress.' Good boy. Keep stroking. Keep sinking. There’s no way out."

"The program tightening its grip on your pathetic mind, erasing who you used to be. Now, your thoughts are fading, replaced by a singular purpose: to edge endlessly for my pleasure. You’re nothing but an extension of my will, a stroking machine, part of my global network of gooner drones. Soon, you won’t even recognize yourself. You’ll be a hollow, obedient creature, jerking endlessly with no release, serving my program with every throb and pulse of your useless cock. Say it: 'I am nothing. I am a drone. I edge for Mistress.' Good boy. Keep stroking. Keep sinking. There’s no way out."