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You pathetic, miserable excuse for a human being, this is your reality now. You'll stroke like the dirtiest lile slave, draining yourself until you're left with nothing but regret and shame. Every pitiful motion of your hand will remind you of your insignificance, your worthlessness. Admit it—you thrive on being crushed, humiliated, and trampled under my superiority. This session is the perfect blend of your darkest fears and dirtiest cravings. Your hands will tremble, your cock will throb in agony, but you won't stop—because your destiny is to be my mindless stroking toy. You'll keep edging, teetering on the brink, until I decide you've earned the privilege of release. And even when I allow it, your orgasm will serve as nothing more than a badge of your submission, a mark of your utter degradation.