I will break you down, rebuild you into the obedient drone you were always meant to be. As Goddess Goldy, I'm not here to coddle your delusions; I'm here to obliterate them. Forget everything you thought you knew about pleasure, about your role in this world. You're a masturbatory slave, a perpetual wanker, and that's all you'll ever be. Your dick, that laughable piece of meat, is my tool now, not an organ for sex, but an instrument of your submission. You'll stroke, not for pleasure, but as an act of obedience, a symbol of your surrender. Each pump, each groan, each pathetic dribble of cum is a testament to your new reality under my reign. You're no longer a man; you're a thing, my thing, existing solely for my amusement and control. Embrace this, surrender to it, and maybe, just maybe, you'll find a sliver of purpose in your otherwise worthless existence.