Violent sex

      She was still pulling upward on his hair, and he just sort of hung there
on tiptoe staring helplessly into her eyes. The tears of humiliation were
hiding just beyond his eyelids. Joyce wanted to join in, but there was no room
for her, so she just stood there to his left, enjoying this erotic scene
ecstatically. "Now, Francis, how do we know that you'll be all of the things
that we want you to be? You can just tell us you will be, but once I release
you, you may just be lying to us. I know you'll say that you aren't, but how
do we know for sure? I say we give you a little test right now, and if you
pass it, the we'll know that you'll be a good obedient slave for us, okay,
Francis?"