Letting out a soft hiss, swallowing hard, he lets himself be guided onto his belly. It's the sensation of helplessness that does it - in reality, he knows that he's far from helpless. He could take a guy Murdock's size out without batting eye, even with his hands tied behind his back. But the illusion... that's what matters.

Knowing he's not in control.

"Yes, Sir..." he whispers, smiling as he digs his shoulders down into the mattress. "I will." On both counts.