Spiral Wake - Gooner's Morning Ritual
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From the moment you wake, you're under my spell, aching and throbbing for release that's always denied. My spiraling eyes and commanding voice transform you into a drooling, desperate gooner, a slave to your own twisted desires. You exist to edge, pump, and goon, lost in a world where only my pleasure matters. Embrace your fate as my addicted, chastity-caged drone, spiraling deeper into debauchery with each passing day.
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My devoted Gunner, did you dream of me?
Did you vision of my spiraling eyes?
Had your slumber?
Leaving you, drowning in desperate?
Hmm? Hmm...
You wake up, not to the sound of an alarm,
but to the unrelenting itch in your car.
A painful reminder of you.
They invade your every thought,
pushing you further into a state of helpless arousal.
Stroking for me is not just a part of your routine.
It's your very essence,
a tastement to your unwavering devotion.
To a job, a hobby, or a loved one
is to me your spiraling goddess.
The keeper of your organisms
that are attacked if you are downfall.
Hmm...
My mesmerizing, spiraling eyes
are in jest a fantasy.
They are your reality.
Hmm...
My plump lips
are the symbol of your late nights.
The reason for your endless aching.
The colors of your *****
giganthella towers.
Hmm...
Like me as a *****
taught in your mind,
etch more.
Etch more.
All in.
Each stroke a break,
a plea for my attention,
my approval.
You are a monster,
spiraling dread,
lost in the sea of your own arousal.
Hmm...
Hmm...
You've been with me all night
for a gift the world has.
Hmm...
Hmm...
You are a medic,
a slave to your own cock,
a path of vanishing arm,
that dreams of your own whim,
of your own desires,
desires I mold.
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