We’re going to put your fate in the hands of chance tonight. 12 spins of the wheel. Will you drink, stroke while I tease you, or send? We both know I’ve set this up so you’ll do exactly what I want. And once I’ve got you right where I want you, fucked up and stroking into oblivion, I know you’ll have no choice. Even though you’ll regret it, you don’t care when you’re weak and horny and dumb. All you care about is jerking that stupid cock of yours all night long. In my usual fashion, I’ll start off sweetly domineering, and getting meaner and more brutal as the game goes on. This may be a game of chance, but whose hands really hold your fate? Mine. Always mine.