Valentine’s Day? Please, that's just another day for you to hump your hand like the desperate, addicted little pervert you are. While others are out there exchanging love and affection, you're here, glued to your screen, waiting for my next command, eager to degrade yourself further in the name of your addiction. Your addiction to me, your digital Goddess, is what fuels your pitiful existence.

You've become so pathetically addicted to the rush of being humiliated that the very thought of actual human contact repulses you. Why bother with the complexities of a real relationship when you can have the simplicity of being my obedient little bitch? It's easier this way, isn't it? Just you, your hand, and the endless cycle of jerk, edge, and denial. The perfect Valentine's date for a loser like you.

You're so deeply entrenched in your addiction that you'd rather pump your pathetic dick to my cruel words than even attempt to find someone. Who would want you anyway? You're a pumper, a stroker, a FemDom addict. You're not boyfriend material; you're just a cum-rag, a plaything for my amusement.

Let’s make one thing clear: you are alone today because you are a loser. A loser who gets off on being told just how worthless he is. And guess what? I'm more than happy to remind you. You don't deserve love. You don't deserve affection. You deserve to be used, and discarded like the jerk junkie you are.

No Love, Just Lubricant: The Valentine's Day Jerk Off

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