What does my role matter? You can keep it at bay, can't you? With a touch of pain, I am in your complete submission...

[ Starr parted the fabric of Chilton's slacks and made the move for the black briefs underneath, eyes on Chilton all the while -- giving the man every chance to put a stop to it if he wished. And if he chose not to, well, that was consent enough, wasn't it? ]

It is not my wish to control you. Merely guide you to where you need to be, reaping the rewards of my subservience.

[ A brief glance toward Chilton's groin and then back up again. ]