Kneeling at my feet is exactly where you belong. It feels good to worship, doesn't it, mutt. It feels good to be my slave, and I like to keep my slaves locked-up. Filthy, untrained mutts like you don't deserve to be able to touch themselves, you have to earn that right. I'll keep you all caged up, with the key around my neck. Maybe if you serve me well enough I'll let you out, but you better work hard, loser!