"So you say, but I know the fact of what you are has not yet become truth for you. So lets say that you escape, which you wont, but just suppose that you do. Ok, now you make it to
the nearest town and call the police and have me arrested. Then all the tapes and photos will be used in court. Ok now suppose that you first kill me, then are able to show it was
justified, but how will you prove that? You'd have to use the same material that would show you in, shall we say compromising, mmm; positions. Even if you don't press charges the
materials would be sent out by me. And were I to disappear the materials, those of you with Mistresses Stephanie, Kateriana, Jennifer and Samantha, would be sent to the Human
Resources department of every corporation in the country with more than thirty employees." I paused and smiled evilly, "Then again slave cunt you have fantasized about being a slave
haven't you? Cheer up slave you will never again have to worry about office politics, promotions, paying bills or any of the other things that can make life stressful.
"Now slave before I leave you to write the lines, you are worship your Master's cock. This is not just a blow job you will worship My cock. If you do it well enough I might reduce the number of lines you have to write. The lines will be completed before I release you from the chair so you can get some food and bed down for the night."