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From the moment I tell you to stroke, your old identity starts slipping. You thought this would be just another JOI? Think again. This is a full mental takeover. I keep you right at the edge, locked in relentless instructions, until your cock can’t tell the difference between pleasure and submission.

You're not allowed to stop. You're not allowed to cum. Not until I’ve dragged the truth out of you—every chant, every stroke, every filthy confession pulling you deeper into exactly what you are now: gay, broken, and mine.

The orgasm? It doesn’t save you. It seals it. Ruined, messy, humiliating. You’ll feel the shift—because you’ll never stroke the same way again.