Kitty Skatt was in a foul mood. Her slave had caused her a considerable inconvenience by forgetting her favorite Dutch breakfast - sweet pancakes with powdered sugar. But he'd brought it upon himself, and the thought of teaching him a lesson made her feel somewhat better.
She kicked him out and waited impatiently for him to return. When he did, he was trembling from fear and hunger. She made him sit down and ordered him not to touch the pancakes, even though he was starving. Instead, she devised a cruel test for him.
From her diabolical imagination, Kitty crafted a chocolate paste - her favorite treat. The slave had to smear it all over the pancake before she would eat. To make matters worse, she'd taken a massive shit in her pants, and he had to scoop the thick, creamy poop out with his bare hands. He struggled with the foul odor, gagging as he obeyed her command.
Finally, he successfully smothered the pancake with the chocolate paste and poop, and she grinned evilly, informing him it was now a "Dutch pancake." Then, she ordered him to roll it up, adding the finishing touch of powdered sugar at the last moment.
"Now you can eat, slave," she said, her voice dripping with cruelty. But he didn't seem to want it, and she wasn't giving him a choice. "You HAVE to eat it," she snarled. "I'll make sure of it, in the cruelest way possible."
With an ominous gleam in her eye, she picked up a knife and cut off a small piece of the repulsive mess. Forcing it into his mouth, she watched as he struggled to swallow, tears streaming down his cheeks. She cut off another piece, and then another, each one harder for him to swallow than the last.
Finally, he managed to force down the entire disgusting creation, and Kitty Skatt let out a satisfied chuckle. "Now you're ready for your punishment," she said, her smile turning into a predator's grin.
