Look at yourself. A miserable, useless, kneeling "limp dick" unable to do anything worthwhile with what's between your legs. You're not even a man, just walking garbage. Why let yourself think you're worth more than you are? A detritus, good only for crawling and licking. From now on you'll be in a cage, your existence reduced to its most pathetic role: that of a functional tool. Not a man, not a slave, not even an animal. Just a vulgar sole-licker, there to serve my every whim. Every rattle of your cage will be a constant reminder of your complete uselessness. Do you dream of pleasing a woman? Please don't. You're unfit for even that. Your only mission is clear: your tongue on my soles, quietly, efficiently, without the slightest distraction. You don't deserve my attention. You're just an object. A forgotten tool at my feet that still gives you the grace to use yourself, because without me you simply don't exist. A "limp dick" in your place: crushed, humiliated, forever insignificant.