A neophyte Marxist in the org, spread-eagle, face down on a king-sized bed, wearing nothing but the leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles, and a collar. A figure sits on the edge of the bed, stroking the sub’s hair, then they grab the leash and gently pull in a way meant not to harm but just to grab one’s attention. They lean in to the blushing, heavy-breathing sub’s ear, and slowly growl:

“‘Freedom of criticism’ is undoubtedly the most fashionable slogan at the present time, and the one most frequently employed in the controversies between socialists and democrats in all countries.”