it had been lost the moment it saw Him. He possessed it with one stare, No other force needed to make it collapse to its knees. To serve this Superior God became its one goal in life.
He knew it, He exploited it, He enjoyed it.
it would never disobey, it could never disobey. it knew deep down it would go to any lengths to keep Him in its life and gave Him its self will.
His control was absolute…He would tell it when to eat, drink, piss, shit, sleep, move…breathe.
He degraded it and it always thanks Him.
He used it as an object, a footstool, urinal, ashtray, and it always thanked Him.
He hurt it and it always thanked Him.
And now He wanted it to hurt itself and so it would kneel and slap its face, punch its balls, Harder….Harder…HARDER!
He gave it the cigar and ordered it to put it out on its chest….then relight it and put it out on its nipple…then relight it and put it out on the roof it’s mouth.
The effect of the power He had over it was obvious from the swollen log in His pants….as it felt more strain against the too tight chastity cage.
So it battered and burnt myself, until He gave it the knife, He wanted blood, it needed Him more than He needed it, He needed blood therefore it needed to bleed. Devotion.
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