Yoga Addict Part II

We've been continuing with your yoga lessons, only they are not really yoga lessons, are they? It's more of an ass worship session because you aren't listening to anything I'm saying anyway. You aren't doing the moves because you're concentrating on not blowing a load in your pants, per my instructions. I've kept you in a state of perpetual blue balls for so long. You've maxed out your hours at work just to pay for all these sessions but today you weren't able to make your usual **** payment. You need to figure something out, right? You need to spend every spare minute of free time with my ass, don't you? It's so healing for you. It's really beneficial to you. Don't worry, I don't want you to go without. I'll call my lawyer and you can simply sign over the deed to your house to me. I'll give you lessons and let you crash in the basement until you get back on your feet again.