Open up, bitch. Keep that mouth open. You think you can close your mouth? No, your only purpose is as my spittoon. So stay there, stay still, and don't even think about moving when my spit dribbles into your mouth. Doesn't it taste good? Aren't you such a lucky bitch for being my spittle receptacle? Savor it as it pools into your mouth. It's drool-worthy, isn't it? Don't mind these bitchslaps raining on your face – they're just to keep you in place and remind you that you're just an object for me. You were never a human, just a living spittoon.

Open up, bitch. Keep that mouth open. You think you can close your mouth? No, your only purpose is as my spittoon. So stay there, stay still, and don't even think about moving when my spit dribbles into your mouth. Doesn't it taste good? Aren't you such a lucky bitch for being my spittle receptacle? Savor it as it pools into your mouth. It's drool-worthy, isn't it? Don't mind these bitchslaps raining on your face – they're just to keep you in place and remind you that you're just an object for me. You were never a human, just a living spittoon.