Pathetic Pay Slave with Lady Asmondena

Seated on my throne, I awaited the tribute due to my dominance when a pitiful noise caught my attention. A masked, groveling slave—filthy, unkempt, and utterly beneath me—crawled at my feet, desperate for my notice. I indulged him with cruelty, using his mouth as an ashtray before spitting directly onto his revolting face. Watching the humiliation drip down his cheeks, I ordered him to clean the soles of my boots with his worthless tongue. Still not satisfied, I demanded his wallet, forcing him to pay for the shame of his own pathetic existence.