I've just come home from shopping and My bitch wasn't there to greet Me at the door or put My bags away for Me... This calls for punishment. When you finally decide to wonder into the room, a tongue lashing is given before I make you get on your knees for Me. On your knees just isn't good enough though, you belong on the ground like the dirt under My shoes, and you're going to lick it all clean for Me, but not before I have My fun walking all over you. While you're laying on the ground like a chump I jump directly onto your chest, stomping My dirty shoes all over your throat, and your face even. If you can manage to get back up onto your knees after My intensive trampling though, I'll let you get a little treat for being such a trooper.