I have to say, I really think you haven't made the most of the opportunities being my sub could afford you. You claim you want to be mine, owned by me but then you're surly and uncooperative - you constantly disobey me, and you've been stealing food. You know the rules perfectly well - don't pretend you don't. You eat scraps, after I'm finish at the table. In fact, Ive made that little habit into your downfall. See, the snacks you stole today weren't intended for me - they've been seasoned very specifically for you. Are you starting to feeling a little sluggish? Yes? Good. Reach your arms up above your head for me, there's a good little sub. You cant pull them down again? Perfect. Exactly as Id hoped. Now, I want you to listen carefully - I'm a very skilled chemist as well as being an excellent domme. You're going to be frozen in place - call it a state of hibernation, until I decide to release you. You're going to be able to see and hear everything but your body will be running so slowly that you wont need to eat. In a few years, when you've watched plenty of my parties take place and acted as my coatstand for long enough to consider the error of your ways I might consider releasing you.