A Rebel's Yell: Part 1
Now, I have talked far to long. I am almost growing impatient with myself! I'm sure you would prefer I continued, and for a minute I will indulge you.
I have had many years to fantasize and plan out this moment, and I will let you know now that I have decided to never touch you. You will perform every action I tell you, and inflict pleasure and pain upon yourself. If you refuse too often and I am forced to break my wish, I will place your balls in a crusher and your penis in a spiked sheath. For every whimper, word or cry I will turn the screws on the ball-crusher a quater turn. When your balls are eventually crushed, you will spend the rest of your life serving me about the house. However much I like to keep my toys in working order, disobeying me entirely is just no fun and will not go unpunished.
You can relax slightly about minor infractions, though. I'm not going to go and crush your balls on a whim, I assure you.