A taste of things to come

"You know what, bitch? I'm gonna let your pathetic human body rest for a while."
You relax... if this is even possible.
She takes a swig on her beer.
"'M gonna talk what I got planned. For us, bitch. Y'see, there is a problem with us fembots. We're not creative as you humans are. I have to take my ideas for punishment from the Internet, see?"

You say nothing.

"I want you to be an obedient bitch, a small puppyslave to Mistress Morgan, 'kay?" She smiles wickedly.

Finally, you pass out