Mandy Marx!

We're going to do something a l*ttle different today. We're going to do an exercise in entertainment. I'm going to turn you into a stroking l*ttle mesmerized hand humping zombie. But it doesn't normally work on the average person. It takes a real beta to sink into it. So put your hand on your c*ck and stroke for me, l*ttle beta boy. I'm creating the illusion that you do in fact have a choice here but you don't. Your broken brain will always obey my commands. Good boy, keep stroking that c*ck for me. Your mind might be getting fuzzy and confused, that can happen when your brain is broken and you're *dging your c*ck.

Now don't lose focus, don't get lost, I want you to stay here with me. Oh no, you're not a stroking l*ttle stuck zombie goon boy. You're not fully glazed over and just stuck stroking and do whatever I say. You could still have a l*ttle free will. Or can you? Do we already have you just as stuck as you need to be? Are you a stuck l*ttle zombie stroking gooner boy? Good. If you're a stuck l*ttle beta zombie stroking goon boy, then I want you to do what stuck l*ttle stroking zombie goon boys are good for, and that is stroke. Good. Stroke, stroke, stroke. Now you're fully under my control.

Now I want you to hold your hand stationary and f*ck your hand with your hips. I want to make you into my hand f*cking l*ttle beta boy. So I need you to start f*cking your hand for me really good. Now while you desperately f*ck your hand, can you tell me that you're definitely not a l*ttle stuck boy? Say it, 'I'm definitely not a gooning zombie stroke boy.' Just tell me the truth. You want to hump but you keep stroking, you want to stroke but you keep humping. You wanna stroke, you wanna hump. Stroke. Hump. Hand humper stroke boy. Lost l*ttle gooning hand humping stroke boy. Lost Hump that hand for your Goddess. Hump your hand.

I told you that you wouldn't get mesmerized as long as you weren't a l*ttle beta boy to start. It's true. Now I want you to spread your legs wide and stroke. Just watch me and listen to me, just hear the sound of my voice. Just stroke for me. Just be here for me. Goon for me. Because the truth doesn't come in the words. It's all the l*ttle sounds and pauses in between them. 'I'm definitely not a stroking zombie beta boy. I'm definitely not a hand humping zombie.' Stroke for me and tell me what you are again. Pump, pump, pump. All you have to do is touch your c*ck, I promise I will do the rest. Not like you could stop anyway. Or could you? I will do all the thinking for you. All you have to do is pump and hump your hand.

Your brain is already desperate, you're already stuck, you're already my l*ttle beta boy. Just stay right there on the edge. Stay c*mpletely lost. Stay stroking. Stay mine. Who's zombie are you? You're Mandy's. Pump. Be mine. Be close. Stroke to me. Be lost to me. Now when you leave this trance, you might feel a l*ttle self conscious, thinking you looked silly and did things you normally would not do. I'm just going to implant the reassuring thoughts that you definitely didn't look like a silly l*ttle desperate beta boy. You definitely didn't make silly l*ttle stroking faces. You definitely didn't look like a l*ttle horny humping freak in the corner. You definitely didn't look like a silly l*ttle beta boy. Now just remember that this is just a silly l*ttle game because it only works on l*ttle desperate beta boys. Is being confused hot? Yes, it is.

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You're A Stuck Hand Humping Stroking Zombie Gooner Boy