Yes

Rolling your eyes, you slide down the wall until your ass hits the floor. "Happy?"

"Not even close." the dog growls. From his pocket he pulls a dog collar with spikes on it. "Some drunk tried putting this on me today. Now I'm gonna return the favor."

"There is no way I'm putting on a dog collar!" you yell at him from his spot on the floor.

The dogman growls in response. "Oh, the little human won't wear his collar? Well, you know what happens to dogs who don't wear their collars? They get punished!"

He walks over to you. "Some people spray disobedient dogs with water, but that won't work with you." Before you can even blink, both of the dog-man's arms reach out--one stealing your sword, the other punching you in the face.

You recoil in pain, tears filling your eyes. While you're distracted, he reaches out and puts the collar on your neck.

Chuckling, the dog-man stands back up. "This is gonna be fun."

With a moment of mock realization, he says in a voice dripping with venom and sarcasm, "What are you doing, little human? Pets don't wear clothes!"

"I'm not about to strip in public!"

"Then beg," he says with a smirk. "Beg me to let you wear clothes!"