When you really think about it, what I'm doing is a community service. By enslaving you, keeping you obsessed with me, jerking off to me, I'm keeping you from potentially spreading your seed. I'm keeping others safe from having to tolerate your presence. The women in your life don't have to look at your creepy face or deal with your perverted glances. I'm a saint, really. You belong locked away inside, stroking for eternity, sparing the humans around you from your existence.