Ava, the humiliatrix queen, towers over Bobby, her heels elevating her even further. "You're pathetic," she hisses, spittle flying from her lips. She strikes his face with her saliva, then forces his mouth open, letting her spit drip inside. "You exist only to serve me," she growls, her voice echoing in the dungeon. Bobby, degraded and exhilarated, submits fully, his body trembling with anticipation of her next verbal lashing and drool-drenched command.