Of course you can’t stop. You’re already owned. Every time you trance at work, you prove it-mindless, leaking, and financially addicted to the sound of my voice. And yes, I told him everything. He knows how weak you are for me. He knows you’re a grown man enslaved by a woman’s laugh. We laugh together, baby. While you’re calculating your next pathetic payment, we’re talking about how far you’ll fall. And the truth? You love that I cum while you suffer. You need that image burned into your soul. So be a good little mental patient… and pay for your next dose.
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