Yes slave, Let me hear your misery, let me hear the suffering in your voice. Let my every strike bring about the sounds that are the very music to my soul. You are my instrument and I will play you joyously and with refined precision. The music that we make in unison rings harmoniously throughout my dungeon! Your every wince and whimper your every scream is mine! They belong to me. They may be produced in your lungs but they are mine to enjoy!