

Middle Finger Moron - This? This is all it takes to break you. Just my middle finger… and suddenly you’re weak, desperate, humiliated—and hard. You’re not like normal men, are you? You don’t get off to curves or kindness. You’re not some confident alpha. No. You’re a middle finger moron. A joke.
Regular guys want love and attention… but you? You need to be humiliated. You need to be crushed. My words are your oxygen. My insults? Your addiction. And this finger—this perfect, disrespectful finger—is the closest thing to affection you’ll ever get from me.
I point it at you, and you melt. I shove it in your face, and suddenly you’re panting like a pathetic little perv. You can’t even pretend to be normal. You’ve never been normal. You’re wired for degradation. You need to be reminded that you’re nothing—worthless, brainless, and only useful when you’re being put in your place.
This is who you are. A middle finger worshipper. A humiliation junkie. A moron who’s only good for one thing—being laughed at while you lose control over the most degrading part of yourself.