if i were to do this the first thing i’d do is teach the poor thing what insolence gets them. when they mouth off, i’ll tie them down with their legs spread and use a wand vibrator on them until they’re teary-eyed and shaking and about to cum. then i’ll pull away to their horror. they might yell, or beg, or cry, but i won’t give them what they want. i put away the toys and untie them once they’ve fallen into sullen silence. “not so cocky now, are you?”

i’d repeat this every time they act disrespectful: restrain them, drag them mercilessly to the edge of orgasm, stop. over and over and over again, no matter what they beg for or promise me. i’d keep doing it until they’ve learned to keep their mouth shut. until they’ve been conditioned to associate disobedience with torturous need.

then i’d stop doing anything at all. i won’t react when they act like an insolent brat. i won’t give them any pleasure at all. it’s even worse than edging—at least that way, they got to feel good for a little bit. now, they have no way to get any stimulation. they might throw a fit at first, sure. but eventually, they’ll learn that what they need to do is beg. earnestly, humiliatingly beg in front of me for even a second of pleasure. make them do the most degrading tasks for me, make them crawl and show off, until there’s not a drop of disobedience in their eyes.