No more thoughts, no more words. No more of the mutt that's underneath that oozing sheen of latex, forget about him.
Hard to discern that look in his eyes; does he want to obey you, or convert you?
Give that zipper a tug if you need, he doesn't need to speak for himself anymore, and that satisfied grin it places across his muzzle tells you all that you need to know about his satisfaction with being Null.

This piece is something I've been wanting for a while and is absolutely perfect!!
Big thank you to  Rindeadsong for completing this so well