I am suspended upside down as a ritual to treat my body as a slave, wearing a collar and leash. While being hoisted up, my unwashed genitals are used for face sitting, subjecting me to humiliating odor torture. Once fully suspended, I am forced to worship her feet as she pulls tightly on the leash. Every time I try to escape, the leash yanks me back harshly, accompanied by scolding. My pitiful, submissive slave persona becomes vividly apparent. No matter how many times I beg, "Please let me down," I remain suspended, writhing and suffering—an absurd and delightful spectacle. In the end, the feelings brought about by exposing myself in such a degrading state are filled purely with pleasure.