Look at you... already leaking like the desperate, broken prejac you are.

That pathetic l*ttle d*ck is dripping before you’ve even started, because deep down you know the truth: you c*m way too fast.
Always have. Too quick to please a woman. Too fast to even get inside her. One squeeze, one teasing look, and you’re spurting like a worthless, premature loser.

In this clip, I’m making it official.

You’ll tease your c*ck for me while I finesse some sensitive information from you as you type with one hand into my mail-timer... and then attach a humiliating, revealing photo of your leaking, twitching d*ck for me to keep.

Then you’ll sign the PREJAC CONTRACT. You’re officially promising to get worse for me. (e-sign link in clip)

Over the next two weeks, you will train yourself to c*m in half the time you do today. I want you so ruined, that p*ssy is off the table for you for life.

Start the timer, stroke at lightning speed, pumping furiously like the desperate prejac you are, and record how pathetically fast you explode for Me.. In two weeks, it'll be cut in half.

You don’t deserve p*ssy. You never did. All you deserve is your hand, my voice, and the growing shame of getting quicker, weaker, and more useless with every *rgasm. By the end of this clip, the contract is sealed.
Your info is mine.
Your quick trigger c*ck is mine.
And for the next two weeks... I own you c*mpletely.

Your photo, your info, and your pathetic proof stay with me until you deliver a timestamped screenshot of your new record-breaking, embarrassingly fast load.

Ready to sign away your stamina, loser?
Press play and get ready to get so much worse for me.

Mentale Domination Finanzielle Domination Necken & Leugnen Pre-Jac Contract Mailtimer Game, Get Worse for Me. mit C4s.com