Mistress Zora's Frustration Turns into Dominance on an Incompetent Slave
As the day dragged on, Mistress Zora found herself increasingly annoyed with her slave's incompetence. He seemed to struggle with every task she assigned him, no matter how simple it was. The more she tried to help him, the worse he performed. Finally, she'd had enough.
"This slave is simply good for nothing!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the room. "I've tried to be patient, but I can't take it anymore."
Mistress Zora stormed over to her unfortunate servant, who cowered in fear of her wrath. She towered over him, her expression a mix of frustration and anger. Without another word, she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to his feet.
"Your face will now serve as a throne for me," she declared sternly. "Because you - and her perfect ass - do not deserve anything else!"
With that, she sat down on a nearby chair, positioning herself so that her ass was directly in front of the slave's face. He tried to back away, but she held him firmly in place.
"No escaping this, slave," she warned. "You will worship my ass like it's a goddamn altar."
The slave whimpered and protested, but Mistress Zora didn't seem to hear him. She leaned forward slightly, allowing her ample cheeks to rest comfortably on his face. It was a humiliating position for the slave, but he had no choice but to endure it.
As time passed, Mistress Zora grew more comfortable in her new seat. She placed her hands on her hips, enjoying the sensation of her slave's breath on her skin. Despite his pleas for mercy, she showed no signs of relenting.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity to the slave, Mistress Zora stood up and turned around. She smiled cruelly at the pathetic figure before her.
"Now do you understand your place?" she asked, not expecting an answer. "From now on, you will do as I say without question, or else you will find yourself in this position again...and again...and again."
With that, she left the room, leaving the once-proud slave cowering in shame and fear. From that day forward, he knew that his only purpose in life was to serve Mistress Zora and satisfy her every whim, no matter how degrading or humiliating it might be.
