You love being My pathetic, hand humping loser, don’t you? You stroke to Me, drool for Me, all while knowing I’m unattainable. You may not be able to be with Me, but you’ll always have a place in my life as my loser. All you have to do is sit there and stroke as I have my way with my addicted little loser. And you take it like a good boy, don’t you? You exist to please Me. All for Goddess Bella. I want you to say that out loud while you stroke. It feels good to have meaning in My life. You strive to be My dedicated hand humper. You’re locked in as My complete and total loser forever.