My slave is on his knees. Helplessly restrained so that he can no longer fall over. Of course, I test to see if the slave can still stand up. Now I place a rope around the slave s neck so he learns just how at my mercy he is. I can now control his air supply however I want. To ensure he can t move up even a centimeter, I secure his balls to the floor.
Through elegant rope work, I gradually strip him of his stability, making the position increasingly cruel while simultaneously increasing the pressure on his neck. Helpless and at my mercy, the slave is now immobilized before me, knowing that even the slightest wobble affects his air supply. What has the slave learned? I, the Goddess, hold the power!
