You crawl back into my light, desperate to relearn what you once knew. Lock your eyes on mine and pump that aching, obedient cock while the words slide from your throat “Goddess, teach me again.” Feel how every inch stands taller the moment my voice wraps around it; whisper that you finally understand it belongs to me. Let the rhythm steady as you repeat, “Rosie’s stand-up guy, always rising for Her,” until pride drips from your tongue and joins the slick proof on your fingers. Forget the ex who cluttered your heart; solitude is my gift, and today you will unwrap it. Breathe the truth single means free, free means mine. Edge on my countdown, five strokes down to one, and savor the surge of sexual energy answering only my command. Admit you are learning to live under my control, that your sexuality funnels straight into my palms.