"No." Hartley just smiled and held a hand out to Cisco. He didn't want to be as cruel as he could be, although he suspected Cisco might still be into it even so. But he was so eager to please and so obviously nervous, so his expression was soft when he spoke. "Come here. You look good. I want you to get on your knees."

Not exactly the fearsome orders, but he also didn't think Cisco was quite up to actually being made to want to disobey, he wasn't ready for that. Better to keep it simple. "You have a claim to prove."