Shut up. It’s very simple. Shut the fuck up. Nothing you say is valuable. You’re a slave bitch, you’ve always been a slave bitch. You don’t get to beg for mercy. You get to shut up, you get to crawl on your knees and get in your slave cage and shut up until I’m ready to toy with you. I’ll do all the thinking for you. I will give you an orgasm if and when I think it’s appropriate. No need to bother begging me to let you out of your cage early. I want you to be on all fours looking up at me, begging with your eyes for more of my degradation and humiliation. MY little mute slave boy, on your knees whimpering and cowering whenever I enter a room.