You try hard, but you can't stay away from me. The only place where you can stay is the floor, on your knees, to worship me for all your pathetic existence. Face down, kissing where I walk, begging me to give you a bit of attention. A touch from my whip would be too much for you, a dream, something to gain with pain and sacrifice. Worship me is forever, so now listen to my instructions to be a good slave.