Chapter 11 by Propman

Get the broom

Clean up

"Yes mommy" you answer, and start sweeping. Lady Tremaine observes you for a while, then, bored, she walks to a cabinet and pours herself a large glass of brandy.

"Work harder, son. I want to see sweat drops on your forehead." She walks toward you, confidently and reaches for your ass. "You will need to work harder, to please mommy." Her hand slides up and down, feeling your muscles. "Tsk. Such weakling."

You clean up your entire house, as she watches over you. Your arms are falling off, while Tremaine comments and mocks you. Tired and exausted you slump down on chair, while your new stepmother looks at you disdainfully.