"It’s okay, faggot. I know you crave my control. I’ve seen you looking at me, the hunger and need in your eyes. Your ass quivers at the very thought of me destroying you, of my fucking huge pole cunting your pussy, and making you my bitch. I can see how the thought of kneeling and serving me makes you weak in the knees, your mouth water, and your cock stiffen. There’s no need to deny what you are, faggot. I know. Now they only question that remains… why the fuck are you still standing there like an idiot, kneel and serve Me."