There is only you and me here. Any other distraction is lost outside your peripheral. It doesn't matter, therefore, it doesn't exist for now. You like it that way. You like focusing on important things. You like feeling vulnerable and weak. You enjoy being easy to mesmerize and manipulate, and you feel safe during it all. You can only hear my voice, and see my face. That's all you need. That's all you've ever needed. We share eye contact throughout this process. You enjoy that. You find it makes you more relaxed and... excited too. That excitement is what makes your pants all tight, your stomach warm, your mouth - agape. No reason to resist it, as I will tell you anyway - you will stroke to me, darling. you will focus on nothing else but my voice and my gaze and stroke, accordingly to my demands. You want to. And you love it. Therefore you have no point to resist it. But you will not finish. Oh no. You may earn the blessing of becoming completely dumb and blissful for a moment, but you must use this opportunity to further your pleasure and bliss. Hold that agony. Relish in it. The bliss and memory of such perfecton will follow you until you decide to finish with a different clip, in which your God allows you to lose your mind with the climax, making sure, that you become stupid with devotion to them... yes... that's exactly what you wish for.