At the end of your miserable day of the same old agonizing cycle of being treated like a pathetic little ant, the only happiness you can find solace is the moment you and I can finally be alone. You slave away for hours for the opportunity to afford my attention. All day your mind only thinks about going home and releasing yourself of the stresses of your life. I'm here to bring you relief for your addiction. Stroking for me just isn't enough, your cravings demand more. Cumming used to be the only thing you required, but ever since you've given me complete control, I've found many useful ways for you to enjoy yourself. The climax is only half of the enjoyment I bring, so we're not done until you've cleaned up every last bit of your mess.