"It's a stun gun Francine. And it's set to the lowest setting so you had better not call me anything but 'madame' from now on. Unless you want to experience the joy of being hit with an even stronger pulse, that is. Maybe I should give you a demonstration. Would you like that bitch?"
"No madame, please no," Fred gurgled in abject fear. If he had just been hit with the lowest setting there was no way that he wanted to be introduced to an even more severe shock.
"Then just remember who the bitch is around here, Francine," Lydia replied while observing with deep satisfaction his cringing behaviour. "In fact, tell me who is the bitch, girlie. I want to hear you say it so that we both now our respective positions in this household."