Attention, dear masochist, you've found your fix right here. I'm back, your verbal whip-wielder, ready to tear into your pathetic excuse for a cock. You're here 'cause you fucking love it, ain't ya? That tiny little worm of yours twitches at my words, begging for more humiliation. Let's get this show on the road, shall we? Show me how you stroke that microscopic dick of yours. No, not like that – Jesus Christ, it's not a fucking clit! Use your fucking hand like a man, or at least what passes for one in your case. Rub it raw, make yourself feel every inch of your pathetic length. Now, let's see some effort. You're wasting my time and yours. Make me believe you've got half a chance of coming before I run out of patience. I mean, if you can even find your fucking dick to begin with... But hey, no pressure. Oh wait, there is – ten seconds, fucker. Tick-tock. Don't make me regret giving you this much time. So, what's it gonna be? You gonna prove me wrong and come in under ten, or are you just going to sit there, rubbing that sad little nub, hoping for a fucking miracle?
