Sem buceta para sempre - sem mais mulheres, sem negação apenas de esperança

You think you can handle this? You think you can listen and just walk away? Oh, you poor, stupid little loser. This isn't just another mindless gooning session. This is the end of your resistance. I'm going to take everything from you—your pride, your dignity, your future—and twist your weak little brain until you're nothing but a permanently addicted, denied, broken gooner, lost in a never-ending cycle of stroking, edging, and suffering. No hope. No escape. No release. By the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember what it felt like to be normal. Your cock? Useless. Your purpose? Submission. Your mind? Mine.