The tone of your mother

Author: fangkong
Word count: 5856
Want to be my slave? Yes I do? roll! This beauty is not a garbage collection station, are you qualified to be my slave? Are you willing to accept my abuse? Would you like to be cheap at my feet? Are you willing to exchange your pain for the happiness of this beauty?
do you know? What this beauty likes the most is to see you being trampled on, abused by me, and played with to death by me, but you have to kneel at my feet, please me, please me, and willingly bear the more cruel abuse from your master!
I don’t need you to be tall or handsome, let alone how fucking rich you are, what I want is your lowliness! I’m going to step on your cheap face with high heels and smash it into pieces! I want to see you struggling at my feet, I want my beauty and my viciousness to be etched in your heart forever and never forget! Mom 2786037489
There are many people who don’t like blood and gold, but I just like blood and gold, and I like to step on your dog’s face with the soles of my boots and ravage you! The moment when your blood stained my high-heeled boots was the most exciting and joyful moment for me!
Maybe those sluts who don’t like shit because they think they can’t eat gold, it’s okay, I just like to train these sluts who can’t eat gold. Forcing others to eat my own shit, just thinking about it makes me feel excited! I’ll beat your body with a whip, trample your dog’s head with the heels of my boots, make you eat my shit!
Maybe it’s easier to use props to hold your body in place, and then just poop in your face, but I usually don’t do that, I enjoy you more when you are under my cruelty, wanting to escape but not daring to escape!
However, as a beauty, I am actually very kind. For every lowly slave who kneels at my feet, I will give them the right to choose, either accept my abuse, or die! snort!
Of course, at the feet of this beauty, I will make your life worse than death! I really enjoy the feeling of playing with a lowly slave to death bit by bit, the feeling of trampling and humiliating others’ lives at will, I can’t stop! Want to die at my feet? Climb over if you want!
Today, a student provoked me, and I kicked him in anger, but he didn’t kowtow at the feet of this beauty as I expected, begging for mercy. Alas, it would be great if he was a male slave. If he makes me unhappy, I will kick him hard to punish him. If he makes me happy, I will kick him hard again as a reward. In short, I want to play him to death! cluck cluck.
I want a slave who sincerely serves me. When I am thirsty, he will pass water in front of me. When I am hungry, he will bring out a meal that I like from the kitchen. If the meal is still to my taste, I will crush the leftovers of the meal, then rush the sole of the boot to his dog’s face, and order him to lick it clean. hitHis body screamed again and again until he couldn’t scream, hum! The meal stepped on by this beauty is the sacrament of the bitches, if you dare to eat all of it, you deserve it if you are beaten to death by me!
In fact, I will deliberately step on the food residues hard, so that the residues will be stepped on tightly, and it will not be easy to lick them off. This beauty has a reason to get angry at the slave, huh! Of course, even if you really lick the soles of this beauty’s boots, so what? This beauty said you didn’t lick it clean, then you didn’t lick it clean! If you dare to quibble, you will be beaten to death!
I only have two requirements for my slaves, first, the master is always right, second, if you think the master is wrong, then follow the first rule, haha! Under my feet, you have no human rights, not even dog rights! You can only obey, and only by obediently obeying me can you win the favor of your master, and you may even get rewards from your master occasionally. As for whether to reward you with licking the soles of your boots or giving you a whipping, of course it is up to me to decide. You have no right to choose, only the obligation to obey!
Dare to be my slave? Climb over here if you have the guts! I want you to howl in pain under the boots of this beauty, and use your body and soul to feel what fear is! I’m going to make you so obsessed with my high-heeled boots that you’ll shudder just thinking about them! You will love and fear my high-heeled boots, long to be trampled by them, and fear to be swallowed by them.
My high-heeled boots will appear in your nightmares, crushing you bit by bit amidst your miserable howls, and before you die, you will stick out your humble tongue to lick clean the soles of the boots stained by your master because of trampling on your body, and die at the feet of your master with gratitude!
Crawl at my feet, lowly, and cry queen, bitch!
By the way, I always call myself a beauty, so guess what, am I really a beauty?
Whoever dares to say no, I’ll skin your dog!

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In the night of feasting and feasting city, I hold a flower umbrella to block the drizzle of rain, standing in front of a KTV door, my slut slave is kneeling in a box waiting for his master to arrive, I lightly lift my jade feet, stepping on sexy high heels to climb up the steps, when I walk through the hall, I feel a lot of eyes on me, or envy, or worship, or madness, I have long been used to the life of being the center of attention, no matter where I go, I will always be in the crowd shining star.
I didn’t mind the hot eyes around me, stepped on the high heels on the ground, played the charming melody and left lightly, leaving only the slightest fragrance to shake the fragile hearts of these bitches.
I pushed open the door of the box, and saw the naked body, dog’s head bowed, kneeling respectfully on the ground, hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes approaching, the cheap slave knelt on the ground nervously, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground.
“Humph!” I snorted coldly, raised my jade feet and stepped on top of his head, crushing hard with the heels of my high-heeled shoes, the lowly slave whined, but didn’t dare to resist in the slightest.
“Young Master Li is here today, it’s really an honor for the little girl! Hmph, this time the little girl must let youThe goods are cool enough! “I said viciously.
The lowly slave under my feet is Li Ronghao, the only son of Li Guowen, a tycoon in the city’s business circles. He is thirty years old this year. He often visits my hair salon.