​I'm looking down at you in my elegant white blazer and gloves, tapping my crop against my nylons. No real man would ever act like this. But you just can't help it, can you? ​You'd rather be bossed around and locked up by pretty women. Beg me to allow you to come in your cage. You look so fucking pathetic right now. So desperate. ​And I love keeping you that way.