"Rarely do I feel disappointed in having a slave elude my grasp, which in itself is a huge compliment, slave."
"It would be very unlikely for our paths to cross again but if destiny dictates otherwise, you definitely have a lot to look forward to."
At this point all you wanted was to escape this crazy bitch. Why the fuck does she keep referring to you as a slave?!
"I would have made you my lowly footslave, one whose face I'd bind to my sandal and force to lap up any residing foot sweat."
Footslave?! You no doubt feel inclined to respond aggressively.
"Hey bitch I don't know what the fuck is going on bu..."