When is the last time I let you stand up in my presence, slave? Has it been a year? Maybe two? I thought about allowing you to stand today. I thought about allowing you to walk around on two legs like a real human. Then I realized that you're not a human. You're something less. Something much less. After a day of contemplation, I realized that I've only kept your lowly, weak, subservient ass on your hands and knees because that is where a creature like you belongs. I've also decided on a few other things. Here's your chastity key. Pull your worthless little dick out. Bury your face in my foot. Enjoy it slave because it will be the last time. Today your life is changing forever. I've decided to get another slave to do all the house chores. You will just be something to amuse me for the rest of your life. You are no longer allowed to crawl on all fours. From now on you will slither. Slithering around on the ground, being stepped on, ignored, kicked, whatever I or anyone else who's near you decides to do to you. You will have no more safe words or protections at all. You are not a human, you are a vile creature that deserves no recognition or respect. I can tell by the look on your face that you know this is right. You know slithering on the ground is where you belong. Now, I'm going to give you your last cum countdown, you're going to eat it, you're going to lock your useless member up for the last time, then you will lower yourself all the way to the floor to begin what will be the rest of your life