Explain his position.

Marc opens his eyes groggily, then he saw where he was. “Morning bitch!” you say cheerfully, He starts to sit up and you push him back down with your foot, holding him on the floor.

“What-” he starts before you cut him off,

“-happened last night? It’s not important.” You let out a laugh, what is important is I own you now, and you are going to be my obedient little **** from now on.”

“You **** me! But that won’t happen again! I’m onto you now! LET ME GO!” he had a threatening tone as he struggled to break free.

“Oh, poor boy, it’s too late for that,” You say, almost compassionately. “What's done is done,” your foot taps his imprisoned dick. “and it cannot be undone unless I want it to be.” You laugh victoriously as his hands reach for his crotch, his eyes grow wide as he realizes whats happened. “I’m hungry, let's get breakfast. Come along,” you snap your fingers as if summoning a dog. He follows, fearful and ashamed as you make your way to the dining hall.