As you sniff those aroma, loser, I revel in how pathetic your life is, unnoticed and unloved. You're nothing but a jerk-off addict, hiding in your room, stroking your pathetic dick to memories of girls who bullied you. You know you're a worthless idiot, but you pay me to remind you, to degrade you, because that's all you deserve. Your wallet is the only thing that gets my attention, and you, a sad beta male, will work, serve, obey, and pay for my pleasure. I'm the best thing to ever happen to you, invading your mind, controlling your every thought, making you jerk off endlessly. You're not just a loser, you're my loser, addicted to the humiliation I provide.