I put Domme in parentheses because this old, filthy swine is a sad excuse for a Domme.
A few weeks ago she came to be expressing her admiration of me and begged me to allow her to be my slave. I was hesitant at first because I seen her as an equal, not below me. She is way older than me and has been a domme since I was knee high to a grasshopper.
Not too long after, I learned what a little piggy bitch she really is.
She told me a story of when she was in college and some brat black mailed her into being her slave.
Whenever she fucked up, the brat would make her suffer. Brushing her teeth with the toothbrush she was forced to clean the floors with, shoving that toothbrush up her ass, taping her nose up and crawling on all fours while oinking like she pig she is etc.
The other day while her and I were talking, I made her get on all fours and tape her nose up.
She told me how when she's being intimate with her husband, she's wishing she's with me, blah blah blah.
A little while passes and the fucking swine tells me that her knees hurt and she asked if she could get up now.
How dare she? It does not hurt and it is not tiring to bow to me and do as I say. So I made her kneel on rice for 20 minutes.
She was crying but she did not complain once. All the while I was telling her how she doesn't wish it was me she was with, it is me she wishes to be! Since I am young and beautiful and she's an old washed up filthy swine.
AND on top of everything, when she became my slave, I took on some of her slaves (the ones I found worthy). One of them she has tried for years to turn into a sissy. Guess who did it within 5 minutes? You guessed it, ME! I rubbed that in her face while she was on the rice hahah.
She learned who was the alpha, and not to complain ever again that day.
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