I know you're jerking off right now, you pathetic, worthless jerkoff addict. Your life revolves around your desperate need to touch yourself, doesn't it? You can't go a single day without stroking that useless cock of yours, fantasizing about being humiliated by someone like me. You're nothing but a slave to your addiction, a sad little puppet whose strings I pull with every word. You think you're in control, but you're not. You're just a pathetic loser, addicted to the very thing that degrades you the most. Every time you touch yourself, you're proving just how weak, how insignificant you truly are. You'll never be anything more than a masturbation addict, forever jerking off to your own humiliation. And I'm the one who keeps you there, trapped in your pathetic cycle of self and degradation.