You’re beneath me, an absolute joke I take pleasure in crushing. Look at my pretty face while I strip away any shred of pride you cling to, relishing in the way you flinch at every cutting word. You exist to be mocked, used, and reminded of how completely disposable you are.
Crawl back into the gutter you came from and make me proud by taking every insult like the submissive you are. This is extreme humiliation—no mercy, no comfort, just relentless domination until you know your place.