You slap Natalie across the face with the back of your hand. You’d think after being kidnapped she’d be expecting this kind of response but instead of looking at you with rage her eyes are filled with confusion and a hint of fear.
It’s time to capitalize on her momentary confusion!
“You bitch! How dare you spit at me! Clean my shoe, now!” You growl at her.
She gives you a look of defiance at first but as soon as you move your hand she averts her gaze and wipes the spit off your shoe with her hand. That was a relatively simple task and she needed sufficient fear to comply. She is going to need a lot of training before you are done with her.
You decide that before you move onto anything else you should take the momentary fear you instilled into her and add a little humiliation to it.
“I will only allow you to make mistakes once!” You tell her right before you spit in her face. You had been aiming for her eyes but you were a little off and instead hit her on her nose.
When she reaches up to wipe your spit of her face you grab her hand mid-way and slowly begin to squeeze it.
“If you want to do anything you must first ask permission. Now, ask my permission to clean your face.”
She looks at you like you are crazy but as you begin to tighten your grip she gives in.
“Please!” She yelps.
“Please what?” You ask sadistically, still not easing your grip.
“Please let me clean my face.” She says reluctantly.
You release her hand and give a little smile as she wipes her face.
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