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You really thought you could speak to me however you wanted, without a single tribute, without even addressing me properly? That kind of disrespect isn’t going unpunished. You know better than this, and since your manners clearly need correcting, I decide it’s time to teach you a lesson you won’t forget. I pull out a bar of soap, working up thick suds all over my hands while reminding you exactly where you stand beneath me. From there, your punishment begins. I make you hold the soap in your mouth, switching between making you deal with the bitter taste and having you lick the suds from my hands while sucking on my soapy fingers. The entire time, I mock you for your behavior, making it clear that if you’re going to speak to me at all, you’ll do it with proper respect. Maybe after this humiliating little punishment, you’ll finally remember your place.