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I pull my chastity slave into the room on a leash. I'd like the small boy to give my legs a good massage while I lean back in the chair. I slap him and tell him he will get punished if he doesn't do well enough. He begins working my calves with his hands but he is so weak and clueless. He has no idea how to make me feel good. I periodically slap him around with loud and strong hits for his incompetence. After 5 minutes of the worst massage of my life, I have to do something else with him.

I slap him down, command him to all fours and ride him like a pony in c...

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I pull my chastity slave into the room on a leash. I'd like the small boy to give my legs a good massage while I lean back in the chair. I slap him and tell him he will get punished if he doesn't do well enough. He begins working my calves with his hands but he is so weak and clueless. He has no idea how to make me feel good. I periodically slap him around with loud and strong hits for his incompetence. After 5 minutes of the worst massage of my life, I have to do something else with him.

I slap him down, command him to all fours and ride him like a pony in circles around the room. I insult him for being so weak that he can't even carry me at a reasonable pace. He's so slow. I continuously whip him with the leash on his back and on his butt, adding to the stress of carrying a heavy BBW with so little strength. He falls down once and I whip him over and over, and tell him to get back up. He carries me for a couple more laps before collapsing to the floor. I kick him. This simply won't do.

After 5 more minutes, The worn out and tired slave is slapped around even more as I lean back in the chair once again. He is losing any will to resist as I beat him down. Then I put his head in between my legs and order him to lick me. I make it clear that he doesn't deserve the privilege, but I need him to get at least something right. I whip him on the back more while he does this. He licks and licks to the best of his ability but in the end he still falls short. Isn't there anything this wimp can do to please me?

Growing increasingly angry, I put the slave's head dow on the chair and smash it full weight with my head for a few minutes. He finds it very hard to lick under the pressure of my butt. He goes all dizzy and barely responsive, hanging on by a thread. Finally, at the end of my rope, I lie the slave on his back and step on him with my sharp heels. They dig into his stomach and leave marks all over. I tell him he will be demoted to a doormat for me and all my hot friends. I don't care if he doesn't like it. That's his fate for being weak and useless.