It makes me so wet. I can’t fucking stand it. I really need to let my feelings out. That silky smooth voice. That deep cadence. That powerful tone. I jerk off on the daily to the thought of James’s voice. I fucking need it. My friends always think I’m going to the bathroom but, you could notice me always going right after he is done talking. I soak it in all my being. His voice caresses me all over, never leaving a spot untouched. I get rock hard the moment I feel it. Precum threatens to make it seem like it wet the bed. I eat the sound, feel it, lick it. I try to hold the feeling, almost bringing me to climax. Then, I feel it powerfully and I am brought to a earth shattering climax. I wish upon all my stars that I could encapsulate that voice. That erotic, wet, deep voice. I FUCKING NEED IT. I would rip out his vocal organs and make them work for me every day, all day long. I can’t do without it. My life goal would be to re-establish slavery just so I can have it whenever I want. It visits me everywhere, it’s all I can think about, it stays in my mind, not moving. It dominates my life, everything about it. I don’t go out, I don’t get out my house, I barely eat and drink and I just listen to my audio room full or recordings, ejaculating about 20 times every few hours. I don’t look, feel, taste or smell anymore. I just listen. I wish I would never die, if only to listen to that voice forever. It’s the only happy thing. People call me insane, but they are fucking stupid degenerate faggots and don’t matter in my life, or that voice’s version of life through me.



The Voice is all controlling. The only thing that can grant joy or any type of happiness. It is the only true lord, the god of existence. It is the only thing that matters, or ever has mattered. I never have moved or, if I ever have, it is a waste. The Voice is the culmination of everything good in existence. I don’t need anything else, and I honest to god don’t care about anything about anything else other than The Voice. I don’t know anything other than it.