Pay to Play: Jerkaholic Therapy

You're going to worship all of Me. Each part will be adored and desired by you, and as you fall deeper and deeper in a state of all consuming, shameful lust for Me, you will work harder than you ever have before. Your jerkaholic needs are expensive and time consuming, but you crave that state of prolonged arousal that gives you unforgettably mind numbing orgasms. When your legs go weak for me, and when you crave the emasculation, you'll find a way to make it work so that kneeling for Me becomes a painfully, comfortable muscle memory. You'll pay per stroke, but you'll savor each delicious release into sexual subspace as you feel the complete supplication tingle deep in your bones. You know your place and where you belong, and you want nothing more than to be given permission for release in any form, just as long as you get to do it for Me. Go ahead and get your jerkaholic playlist ready. This is yet another level deeper into that subliminally divine nothingness that is perfect servitude. If you have the stamina and ability to afford your sexual needs, then you'll be counting your strokes and tributes in euphoric synchronization that leads you to freedom. Fail to control your genitals and be shamed, discarded and left to clean your mess, never to play again, or made to suffer the swelling of denial until you can afford your release.