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“Mindf.uck Protocol — The Shrink Session”
I give you one chance to prove that pathetic little thing can actually grow… before I condemn you to the tiny-cock graveyard where you belong.
I see right through you — every twitch, every desperate pulse, every lie you tell yourself about being a man.
You stroke when I say so. You breathe when I allow it.
And while you do, I’m peeling away every layer of denial you’ve been hid.ing behind.
You don’t get off to pleasure anymore — you get off to power.
My power.
Every word I drop rewires that weak little brain until the only thing left is your addict.ion to Me.
You think it’s a game, but it’s a slow, delicious destruction.
You’ll measure, you’ll stare, and you’ll finally understand that you were never meant to please — only to obey.
I see right through you — every twitch, every desperate pulse, every lie you tell yourself about being a man.
You stroke when I say so. You breathe when I allow it.
And while you do, I’m peeling away every layer of denial you’ve been hid.ing behind.
You don’t get off to pleasure anymore — you get off to power.
My power.
Every word I drop rewires that weak little brain until the only thing left is your addict.ion to Me.
You think it’s a game, but it’s a slow, delicious destruction.
You’ll measure, you’ll stare, and you’ll finally understand that you were never meant to please — only to obey.
I give you one chance to prove that pathetic little thing can actually grow… before I condemn you to the tiny-cock graveyard where you belong.
I see right through you — every twitch, every desperate pulse, every lie you tell yourself about being a man.
You stroke when I say so. You breathe when I allow it.
And while you do, I’m peeling away every layer of denial you’ve been hid.ing behind.
You don’t get off to pleasure anymore — you get off to power.
My power.
Every word I drop rewires that weak little brain until the only thing left is your addict.ion to Me.
You think it’s a game, but it’s a slow, delicious destruction.
You’ll measure, you’ll stare, and you’ll finally understand that you were never meant to please — only to obey.
I see right through you — every twitch, every desperate pulse, every lie you tell yourself about being a man.
You stroke when I say so. You breathe when I allow it.
And while you do, I’m peeling away every layer of denial you’ve been hid.ing behind.
You don’t get off to pleasure anymore — you get off to power.
My power.
Every word I drop rewires that weak little brain until the only thing left is your addict.ion to Me.
You think it’s a game, but it’s a slow, delicious destruction.
You’ll measure, you’ll stare, and you’ll finally understand that you were never meant to please — only to obey.
