Secure in your plexiglass cage, I own you. Spend your money. Have extended your stay. Have whispered in the night how powerless you are and made you beg. It seems I can't relent. And if I think for a moment I'm doing you a disservice, all I need is to see the look in your eye when I change my outfit, climb on over your fucking lockbox and stare down while I make you jerk off in exchange for coming out.