You aren't a real man, so why would I let you jerk off like one?  Get on your hands and knees, tailbone up, face down, cock dangling like a broken leash.  Feel how awkward it is? How weak you are? All you are a whining mutt shamelessly pumping your cock.  You’ll stroke your pathetic dick for me, feeling the carpet burn your knees. Worship My perfection as I laugh at how stupid you look. Every time you leak, you’ll thank Me out loud. I keep you there while I mock your pitiful humping and make you edge over and over until you’re leaking onto the floor.  By the end you’ll be a pathetic, whimpering mess, pumping your cock on all fours and begging for release.  And when you finally cum? It hits the floor. Not your hand. Not your mouth. The floor.  That’s obedience. That’s worship.  Are you ready to crawl for Me?