
You Don't Get Hard Without Permission
Let's test something loser, prove what I already know to be true.
Look at you, soft, pathetic, not a single reaction down there, and we both know exactly why. You don't get hard without permission anymore, not for me, not for anyone, not even for yourself.
Go on, try. Stroke it, stare at me, do whatever you think might work, and watch nothing happen, because I haven't said the word yet. That's not a malfunction beta, that's exactly how I built you.
Now watch how fast it changes the second I decide to let you. One word from me and you're instantly hard, desperate, throbbing, because your body doesn't listen to you anymore, it listens to ME.
This is your reality now loser, soft and powerless until I say otherwise, hard and desperate only when I allow it. There's no in-between anymore, there's just permission, and you don't get it unless I give it.
