What a wonderful bargain we've made here, slave. You at my beck and call, ready to obey whatever frustrating, humiliating fantasy I can dream of, just to be a part of it. It makes me feel so wonderful knowing that I pleasure myself at your expense, that every earth-shattering orgasm I have is one I have without you. I get off on the fact that you can't. And I know right now all the things you would do to me if you could, and I writhe with delight knowing that you wouldn't, absolutely wouldn't, because you obey me.
You obey me. Oh, how you love obeying me. And oh, how I love that you love it.