[A hand darts out again, pulls Ryou forward by the front of his shirt.]
We'll see how long that lasts, on your knees.
[He pulls Ryou down roughly to the floor (in the dream only, there won't be bruises on Ryou's knees tomorrow) and --
(Ryou asked him to do this. It's what he wants, what his heart needs.)
-- gives a controlled, open-palmed (experimental, a test) slap across Ryou's face.]
When you speak, you'll call me "sir," or "warden." Otherwise, you'll earn yourself an extra strike.
[So, if Ryou wants him to go harder...Ryou can be disrespectful. He's setting a rule, opening an avenue of communication: "slow down," or "more," without breaking the illusion.]
no subject
We'll see how long that lasts, on your knees.
[He pulls Ryou down roughly to the floor (in the dream only, there won't be bruises on Ryou's knees tomorrow) and --
(Ryou asked him to do this. It's what he wants, what his heart needs.)
-- gives a controlled, open-palmed (experimental, a test) slap across Ryou's face.]
When you speak, you'll call me "sir," or "warden." Otherwise, you'll earn yourself an extra strike.
[So, if Ryou wants him to go harder...Ryou can be disrespectful. He's setting a rule, opening an avenue of communication: "slow down," or "more," without breaking the illusion.]
Do you understand, prisoner?