cigardadmasterdj:“You’re going to do everything I tell you to do, Dipshit. You owe me a

cigardadmasterdj:

“You’re going to do everything I tell you to do, Dipshit. You owe me a lot of money.”

“Look…” You utter, trying to summon the courage to speak to me. “I…I…t-t-tried to g-g-get the money.”

I laugh at you and your pathetic stutter. God, you’re so weak. I decide to mock you.

“I t-t-tried because I’m a f-f-fag,” I do my little impression of you and then laugh. “You owe me 10K, dummy. For your business that went under.”

“But…covid and…the shutdown.”

“Not my fucking problem, bitch. And you know what I do to people that let me down. I shoot them in the fuckin’ head. Now, you aren’t a problem yet. I like to work things out.”

“Thank you.” You breathe a sigh of relief.

“But you are gonna do everything I say from here on out. Like we talked about.”

“Isn’t there another way?”

“No, Fag. There isn’t another way. You’re a fuckin’ loser and I told you the terms before I gave you the money. I like weak little fags like you to suck me off and make me real comfortable.” I rub your body. It pleases me. You’re a sexy, but tiny little man. Perfect for me to boss around all the time.

“But what…how…?”

“You’ll move in with me. You’ll do everything I tell you to do and be my housefag. You’re going to be my fag wife, my bitch. I’ll tell people you’re my boyfriend and score some woke points. I’m going in for a conference meeting and you know they love us gay men now. All those dumb woke bitches are gonna be putty in my hand. I’m making so much money that 10K is like a drop in the fucking bucket. That isn’t what I ever wanted from you. I want you to be my cocksucker fag bitch. And honestly, your life is pathetic. What do you have going on? A failed business? You’re pathetic. You couldn’t manage to save your life. You let people walk all over you. BECAUSE YOU’RE WEAK, YOU DUMB FAG. ALL THOSE PEOPLE WALKED ALL OVER YOU. YOU’RE A FUCKING DOORMAT AND YOU KNOW IT. SO NOW YOU’RE GOING TO BE MY DOORMAT. AM I CLEAR, STUPID?”

“Y-y-yes, I will d-d-do what you w-w-want.”

“Try to learn English, dummy. You s-s-suck my d-d-dick because you’re a f-f-faggot.” I laugh some more at you. “I like bullying you. I like bullying anyone I can get away with bullying. It’s fun. It’s fun to see you squirm and accept the knowledge that you deserve to be treated like a piece of shit. Of course, I knew that you were submissive as soon as I met you. It wasn’t hard to convince you to take the loan from me. I’m so suave and you’re just a big pile of dog shit in comparison to me. Now, your promise. You promised to be my sex slave. Didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what, Dummy?” I smack you across the cheek, enough for it to smart. It’s a little harder than you expect, but I want you to get used to my touch, and fearing my displeasure. “ALWAYS reply with “Yes, SIR” or “Yes, MASTER!” you dumb sack of crap.”

“I’m sorry. I’m s-s-sorry, Sir. Master.” You look exhausted and we’re just getting started

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