Laying there on your stomach before me. Begging me to accept you back into my good graces. The slave boy returns. You beg me to take off the sexy shoes I have been dangling. I then take some stinky socks that I have been wearing, that are filled with stink and foot funk, and I put them in your mouth to shut you up. laying on the floor beneath me, I command you to worship me and every night you are to say prayers to me. If you are lucky I will accept you back into my life.