There’s only one thing you’re good at in this entire world; stroking that miserable excuse of a cock. Sure, you aren’t especially good at being my stroke slave, but it’s the only thing that keeps you going every day of your pathetic life. The only pleasure you ever get is when I let you touch yourself. You’ll never have a girlfriend, or even fuck a girl because you’re a scum of the Earth loser that doesn’t deserve the orgasmic joys of a woman’s pussy. The only connection you have with any girl is your devotion to me. No matter how much degrade and humiliate you, you will always keep crawling back with your dick in your hand. You’re lucky to get any kind of attention from me, so you will gladly finance me to continue a regular routine of ridicule and torment. Everyday now is one constant cycle of pay, stroke, cum, regret, then repeat.