“To me, you’re just a cute pet,” says Rebecca, smiling at the naked man, kneeling in front of her. “So, if you’re thinking, this is a fun game, you’re wrong. You get me?”

He nods.

“Like, if you ask my friends, they’ll tell you, I’m the nicest person in the world, so I will take really good care of you; though, at the same time, you’ll live by my rules. You get me?”

He nods.

“This means, you’re my property.” She buckles a pink leather collar around his neck. “Whenever people see it, they’ll know, you’re just an animal that belongs to me.”

His penis is continuing to swell.

“Like a dog, you’ll sleep, chained up outside, and you’ll eat from a bowl on the floor, and you’ll beg and roll over, whenever I say. You get me?”

He nods.

“Good!” She slaps his face. “Now, lick my shoes clean!”