I foresee a time when I hold a list of things that you need to be corrected for - behaviour, dress, anything - that you will be made to read out whilst you're being corrected.
The List will be something that lasts for your whole lifetime and it will be wonderful to see, one day, nothing on it because you have become perfect.
That's a long way down the line though.
I want you to be of value to me. You will be (lovingly) told what to do and what is expected of me. You will be taught your place (kneeling at my feet, head bowed, waiting for your next instruction) and you will learn to love your life.
Physically, you will be available and willing to be sexually abused at all times.