Evelyn, sit harder. He's breathing too easily.

I wanna hear you strugglingggggg down there, bitch. Those desperate strained breaths are so hot... probably the best noise a man can make.
You're getting sat on ALL TRIP. You're here to be our furniture.  That means mattress, chair, couch, whatever. You're a surface for us. FULL WEIGHT.
Evelyn, stop fucking with his cage down there.  I know it looks dumb and pathetic but I'm worried he's enjoying that. Leave it alone.  I said SMUSH HIM, girlie. HIS CHEST. With your big fucking butt. Yes, that's better.