"On all fours, now. That’s right, crawl like the pathetic mutt you are, your hands and knees scraping against the floor while that collar tightens around your neck. You thought you were a man? Look at yourself—nothing more than a desperate little wagging your invisible tail, waiting for my approval. Do you feel it, that leash pulling tight as I tug you closer? You’re mine now. You’ll eat when I say, bark when I command, and lick my boots clean whenever I desire. You’re not allowed to think—you don’t have the capacity for that anymore. Your only job is to obey, to serve, and to beg for the scraps of attention I might toss your way. You disgust me, but oh, how amusing it is to watch you debase yourself further with every humiliating whimper."