You’re not a man, you’re a dumb donkey, obviously. Look at you all strapped down on the St. Andrew’s cross with that silly donkey hood on. Mistress Nicolette Rule and I fully intend on taking advantage of your jackassery. Your donkey nipples are so sensitive! What if we put forceps on them and pull on them? And your weird donkey cock in chastity – let’s throw some wooden clothespins on them and see how you squirm.
No more talking like a human. You’re only allowed to “hee-haw” now. No screaming, even when we run our electrical taser over your tender pinched nipples and locked up cock and balls. No words, even when we take a crop to all your vulnerable bits. No human things at all, even when we quickly tug on the predicament bondage string that deviously connects the medical forceps on your nipples to the ring around the base of your genitals. Beasts of burden don’t get rights.