Look at you, pretending to be a man. We both know you're not. You are a sad, pathetic creature, less than a beastl, driven by desire. You are My pet, here to serve me, here to be used and tormented. And I don't let My pets eat off the table like a human. eat off the floor. Which is where you are going to eat from now on. At every meal, you will be crawling around, begging pathetically for every scrap of My leftovers, surviving on My crusts and bones and trash. Devouring every crumb, licking the plate clean with such pathetic gratitude, all dignity stripped away. Thanking your Goddess for su... Show more