"Please Elise, let me go." You ask, lazily, with a note of sarcasm.
"Ha! Let's try that again. BEG!" She lifts up her foot and knocks your head against the hardwood floor.
"(Sigh) Please, Elise, I beg you, please let me go"
"And what else?"
"Please forgive me, I was being a dick. You were right, women can fight too and you can kick my ass. I'm sorry. Please."
"Hahhahaha... listen to you, down on the floor licking sweaty female feet and begging for forgiveness. What a little bitch. Beg some more. Tell me how pathetic you are, and tell me that the only thing men are good for is to be little pleasure toy bitches for their women."
You obey, begging and pandering to her pathetically. She grinds her foot against your mouth while you talk, muffling your words and saying, "I can't hear you, what?" It's unbelievably degrading.
Finally, Elise takes her foot off of your mouth and lets your arms down to your sides, still pinning them against the ground. "Had enough little boy? Say yes ma'am."
"Yes ma'am"
"Okay boy, here's the deal. I'm having a bunch of my girlfriends over tonight. If you come over and serve as our maid, and you show me some humility and respect for women, then you're off the hook for good. Deal?" |