You await my presence, I walk around you, you are naked besides my feet, on your hands in knees, head bent, eyes closed. You are listening to and awaiting every metal heel on floor board step I take.

I inspect you, I begin to control you I move my hands around your body, correcting your posture, ensuring your head is in the position I wish it to be, neutral neck, neutral spine. You move as I command, if you do not, there will not be the rewards which you so desperately crave, in fact quite the opposite.