mmm...Minx? Minx! Boy, where do you think you're going? Did Mistress Briane say you could get out of bed? I think not. Don't you remember last night? Did my whip teach you nothing?
No, before you return to bed take those pants back off. What did I tell you about pants?
Eh, I changed my mind. Put your pants back and go make me some bacon.
What? You have a job? Ha! Not anymore, Minx. Your only job now is to submit to Mistress Briane. You were an international lawyer on a major war criminal case? Oh boo hoo! Sob story, whatever. You belong to Mistress Briane now.
Go on, Minx. Mistress Briane demands BACON!
Well, if there's no bacon you'll just have to go to the store and buy some. It's not really that hard to figure out, Minx. What, were you waited on hand and foot by women before this? Haha, I pity those weak women who serve men. Now, where's my bacon?
Mmm...I smell it cooking, it took you long enough, Minx. What did you do, slaughter a pig yourself? No matter, just bring it to me when it's ready.
What's this? This bacon is crispy, don't you know Mistress Briane likes her bacon chewy? No? Ah well, next time, Minx. This time, I eat crispy bacon and then I whip you some more.
Oh don't give me that bull shit about your ass being sore.
No, no it's not.
Boy! You listen to me. Mistress Briane does what Mistress Briane wants and if you don't stop complaining about how much your ass hurts, I'll give you something to really complain about.
Eh, you know what? You complained enough already, I'm going to have to take your ass.