You are weak. You are addicted. You're one of many little stroke slaves serving me. How many times have I said these things over and over in clips? I point out how helpless you are to get away, how utterly addicted, how shamelessly I use you for your money. I drill it into your head, and somehow, the humiliation drives your servitude even further. You love it when I let you pay to play and beat your meat. You love knowing I own you. You love knowing I use you. You love knowing you'll never get away.
