Some of these slaves really think they have a chance to be something or someone important to Us... Unfortunately for them, that is just NEVER THE CASE! Take this loser for instance, after originally promising that it was this well-built, stallion of a man that would come to the Manor and impress Us as it took whatever We could dish out, it arrived as this frumpy wreck of a thing and disappointed from one task to the next.

That inspired Goddes Dray to drag it up to the office, and lay down the law as to how things work at the Mean Girl Manor. She started out explaining the way thing...

Some of these slaves really think they have a chance to be something or someone important to Us... Unfortunately for them, that is just NEVER THE CASE! Take this loser for instance, after originally promising that it was this well-built, stallion of a man that would come to the Manor and impress Us as it took whatever We could dish out, it arrived as this frumpy wreck of a thing and disappointed from one task to the next.

That inspired Goddes Dray to drag it up to the office, and lay down the law as to how things work at the Mean Girl Manor. She started out explaining the way things work, and within a few minutes realized that the easiest way to ever actually get through to these losers is by beating the ever loving piss out of them. So that's what We did. Starting with some simple small little canes, and working Our way up to crops, paddles, and into the ruthless variety of whips We keep onhand.

This thing tried to impress at first, but as the beating continued it went from proud of it's sacrifice to Our wishes, to begging, and pleading, and nearly crying as it asked for a break and time to pull itself together. The both of Us couldn't stop laughing throughout as We destroyed any masculinity and ego this thing may have had when it pulled into the driveway and strode up to the door at the Manor. (Yep, MGM, where beta male dreams go to dye a hurtful and abrupt demise at the hands of their Superiors...)

G oddess P latinum