Your mind ceases to wander, your desires cease to be fulfilled. You’re trapped in an unending cycle of denial, ensnared in the allure of My commands. Your sole mission now is to stroke for Me, lost in the depths of your goon. The craving to indulge never fades; it remains a constant presence, lying in wait for the opportune moment to seize control and render you powerless to your impulses.
Mindlessly entranced, eyes glazed over, tongue protruding, lose yourself in time for My sake. I’ve triggered your transformation… activating the goonbot within.
