This position of yours - beneath me, on your knees - is one you will know all too well this year. It shows you who is in control, who gives the orders here. Right now, I could ask almost anything of you, and I think you'd do it. Almost anything.
And in a month or two? By the end of the year, when every period of denial compounds on the next, when your tiny allowance of orgasms is dwindling and you oh so wish you had more?
Oh yes. You'll definitely do anything for me then.