Listen up, you worthless creature. You're nothing more than a pitiful cum dumpster, aren't you? That's right, a little plaything for me to toy with, debase, and degrade. You've squandered your potential, surrendering every last ounce of dignity just for the chance to be at my beck and call. It's quite pathetic, really, but that's all you are capable of, isn't it?

Your life, your sense of self, your very essence... It's all meaningless. The only thing that gives you any semblance of purpose is the degrading act of pumping yourself to the edge for my amusement. How does it feel, knowing that you've sunk so low? That you're willing to subject yourself to such extreme humiliation for the slightest bit of attention from me?

Every stroke of your hand, every quiver of anticipation, every desperate moan... They're all evidence of your pathetic addiction. Each time you reach the edge, you're reminded of your worthlessness. Each time you spill, it's just further proof of your complete and utter subservience. You're not a person, not really. You're just an object, a tool for me to use and discard as I please.

But don't worry, my little puppet. As long as you're willing to obey, to degrade yourself for my entertainment, I'll keep you around. After all, every queen needs her jester, and you play the part oh so well. Just remember your place, cum dumpster. You exist solely for my pleasure. And when I'm done with you, you'll be left with nothing... nothing but the urge to continue serving me.

Psy Virtu-Reality: you are MY cum dumpster loser

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