you’re quite accustomed to stroking to My clips, but there inevitably arrives a point where you must look away from the screen in shame. you’re overcome with the reality of your pathetic addiction, and you can’t face the Master who brings you so much pleasure. But I have no use for your shame. I don’t want you to turn away from your fate - becoming a mindless, gooning drone who lives to serve Master Ruby. So this time, I want you to make direct eye contact as you stroke. Don’t break it - don’t look away. Stare into Master’s gorgeous face as you dance on the edge of oblivion.