Bleed for me. Cry for me. Crawl for me. Beg for me. Forget any and all dignity you possessed in your past life, because now that you’re a part of mine, you’re no longer human. You’re a sex toy, a fuckpig, a whore, a desperate bitch in heat. You’re whatever I say you are, because I’m everything you need. I’m your owner, your teacher, your daddy, your god. So worship the very ground I walk upon. Kneel at my feet, kiss them, and lick my spit up off the floorboards as ordered. Take every hit no matter how bad it hurts. Wear those marks with pride, treat my words like gospel, and thank me for every last second of abuse I put you through. You’re my property, and you’ll do as you’re told, because your existence, your worth, is in the palm of my hands.