Sadistic Mistress Owner Treats Man with Contempt
“You must prove yourself worthy of slavery. Many beg to serve. Few have a true slave’s heart. Will you hurt yourself to please me? I will test you.”
Mistress Superbia yanks on the blonde man’s leash. If he is lucky, Liam will lose his name. Become merely ‘slave’ or whatever slur his Mistress Owner uses to summon him.
“Show me that you can focus on pleasing me. Forget yourself. Accept pain as your natural state. Crawl. Worship. Grovel.”
Mistress Superbia walks along the edge of a wall, out a door. Liam scurries behind her. She pauses at random. She lashes him without looking to see where the last lands.
As her foot rises, Liam kisses the floor. He worships the places her boots touched. When she pauses, he licks the nearest boot.
He cannot stop to expel dirt. Liam inhales and swallows filth from the floor.
Merely male, he is no better than the trash he gulps down. Hesitation is unforgivable. He must accept his lowly status. Embrace his inferiority. He seeks inequality.
He has no right to comfort or ease. A man should not think; he must obey without question.
Mistress Superbia speeds up. Out of breath, coughing up crap, he struggles to keep pace.
She stops to focus on whipping him. The lash’s sharp tip cuts his pant, shirt and skin. He bleeds.
This is Liam’s only chance to become her slave. If his performance is, inadequate Mistress Superbia will dump him.
Half blinded by tears, he kisses and licks, keeping pace with the pitiless goddess.
She grabs his hair. Shoves his head into the kitty litter box.
His stomach convulses but his mouth obeys.
“I should keep you in the litter box. That is where a worthless shit like you belongs.”
She kicks his side forcing him into a corner.
“Crawl. We aren’t finished yet.”
Suddenly she stops. Liam is close to collapse.
Looking at Liam, the cat shit on his cheeks, his dirty tongue, shredded clothes, she laughs. Mistress Superbia has not enjoyed herself so much in weeks.
“Strip. Shower. Don’t bother with your clothes. Now you wear only collars and a chastity device.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
Another kick. The new slave crawls to the bathroom.