Yes

"Y...Yes" You whisper softly, not believing in your own words as you can hear them letting your mouth. "I accept."

He smiles, menacingly. He pulls his drawer, searching for something. But you're not focused on him. In fact, you can't focus on anything. You're just sitting there, staring at nothing. You're too afraid to think about what he will do to you.

"Good. Now..." He turned his chair to the side and pointing his finger to the ground, still facing you. "Get on your knees, and suck it."