Guess who owns the key to Your chastity? I DO, loser. I own it, and i like to keep it right around my ankle like a little trophy. You like these feet so much don’t you, loser? Just keep staring at my feet, keep staring at the key you can’t have and the FEET you can’t have. That’s what got you into this predicament in the first place. Fitting your prison goes right around my ankle, isn’t it?