“In the meantime, Slut-boy, I want you to look out through the window-wall. Can you do that for me?”
I manage the tiniest of nods, pulling on my balls most painfully.
“Good. For now I’m going to spend the rest of the afternoon and evening, right up through what I hope is an incredibly beautiful sunset, sunbathing out there in the nude, not ten feet away from you. Isn’t it great to have such a secluded private beach, not to mention house, where we can do whatever we want forever and never have to worry about any inconvenient interruptions? Anyways, I’m going to give you a choice now. I know this goes without saying, but try to pick the one that you think will please me the most. You can hang here and watch me sunbathe, or I can turn on the TV, and endlessly replay the recordings I made of
