But its not without a price, I assure you. Upon his release, I immediately replace those cold, steel bars with an even colder steel chain leash and collar around his throat, to better control and manhandle him to my whims. I order him to his knees, and immediately soccer kick him square in the nuts to take him down even lower, bringing him eye level with my gorgeous feet and stilettos. I drag him back up by his leash, and control his every movement as I dig my dagger like stilettos into his most prized possessions. He cant move a muscle.