My slaves know they are not allowed to look at me unless given permission to do so. Apparently, today's slave forgot about the rule, and stood in front of me and looked at me when I called him over He was quickly reminded what happens when you break the rules.

I made him bow down at my feet, then made him clean my dirty sneakers with his tongue. Once they were clean, I spit on the floor and made him lick it up. After doing so, he had the audacity to look up at me, so I punished him harder.

I used scissorholds, smothering, face slapping, soccer kicks to the body, and anythi...

My slaves know they are not allowed to look at me unless given permission to do so. Apparently, today's slave forgot about the rule, and stood in front of me and looked at me when I called him over He was quickly reminded what happens when you break the rules.

I made him bow down at my feet, then made him clean my dirty sneakers with his tongue. Once they were clean, I spit on the floor and made him lick it up. After doing so, he had the audacity to look up at me, so I punished him harder.

I used scissorholds, smothering, face slapping, soccer kicks to the body, and anything else I could think of that would cause him as much pain as possible. He was put on a leash and walked around like the pathetic dog he is, then I made him worship my rock hard muscles.

PSA: Don't look at your Muscle Goddess without permission!

XOXO - Rapture