Praise your Princess, goon. Worship Me the way I deserve. I am the center of your world and I deserve everything. Servitude. Devotion. Obedience. Spoil Me. Don’t stop. Don’t slow down. Don’t think. That’s not for you, gooner. The only thing for you is serving Me, praising Me, pumping for Me. I am your everything. You stroke for Me. You spend on Me. You serve Me. You belong to Me. You will edge yourself into the perfect, blank, mindless oblivion that I demand, over and over, for all eternity. You will fall deeper. You will give in completely. Goon, gooner, gooning. When you pump, My name is on your lips. Always. Forever. As it should be. Praise be to Princess. Praise be to Me.
