Are you masturbating away like a good slut? Or are you just scrolling, watching, reading, filling up your weak little mind with dirty thoughts? What set you off sweetheart? What triggered you to open this app, read this message. What was the final straw that broke you, the thing that made you touch yourself? It's okay to surrender into bliss. It's safe.

I know you are a masturbation addict. You should be the best little pervert you can be. I just wants to enable you, help you. Just focus on pleasure, nothing else. You can breathe deep, relax, feel good. No pressure. Rub rub rub. Just you and pleasure, letting it grow. Entranced my your own repetitive actions.

I bet if I were to just... click my fingers, you would drop to your knees and hump my leg. Letting your lust consume you, like a pathetic little pup. I think it's kind of cute. Maybe you should roll onto your back and masturbate? Maybe you should edge over and over again? I enjoy making you edge, making you passive, emptying your brain, making you stupid. Edges make you so dumb. Too dumb to cum. I know you like being guided like this. Like I'm pulling the chain attached to your collar, dragging you down, letting you be the depraved little mutt you desire to be. Edge, no cummies.