Degradation

He abruptly pulled her towards him, his fingers digging into her shoulders like claws. Tisha, still trembling, looked up at him, reading an intensity in them that made her shiver. Without a word, he kissed her with a **** that took her breath away, his lips pressing against hers with fierce possessiveness. She felt her heart race, her body reacting in spite of herself to this brutality that terrified her as much as it excited her. He suddenly pushed her away, looking at her with a cruel smile.

• On your knees, female dog, he growled hoarsely.

Tisha, her legs wobbly, complied, her gaze remaining fixed on him with a mixture of fear and desire.

• Open your mouth and swallow.

She complied, and he began to urinate in her mouth, observing every reaction with a vicious and perverse gaze. Tisha, despite the rising disgust within her, remained impassive, knowing she had to maintain her role. She felt that filthy liquid flow into her mouth, her throat, but also onto her face, her breasts, her chest, her thighs. The man, satisfied with her submission, continued to dominate her with unparalleled cruelty. After finishing, he **** her to stay on her knees, humiliating her even more by forcing her to lick his fingers, tracing every inch of her body with demonic possession. Tisha, tears in her eyes, felt her soul breaking under this oppression, but she knew she could not relent.

-Oh, you've soiled the floor, wash it with your tongue.

He took his Tekku and pressed her head to the ground. She stuck out her tongue in resignation, but determined, she had promised to do everything to accomplish her mission, even the worst degradations. When she didn't act quickly enough, he began to whip her with his belt.

• Faster, bitch.

The blows of the belt cracked violently against her buttocks, leaving a bright red mark. Tisha, tears streaming down her cheeks, accelerated her movement, her tongue striving to clean the ground with **** speed. The man, standing behind her, towered over her, his gaze cold and merciless.

• Faster, female dog, he repeated in a harsh voice, snapping the belt again against her buttocks, which now burned from the blows. Tisha, her heart pounding, felt her stomach heave with disgust and pain. She knew she had to obey, every second counting to stay alive and accomplish her mission. Once she was finished, he kicked her to the ground.
• Wash yourself and get dressed, then join me, I'll go see your mistress. You're like a sow so soiled, try to live up to her.

He left, leaving her alone. Tisha collapsed to the floor, exhausted and broken. Tears streamed silently down her cheeks as she stared blankly into space. Her mind was a maelstrom of pain and hatred, but she knew she had to pull herself together. She stood slowly, each movement bringing a grimace of pain. Staggering, she went to the sink, the cold water on her face helping her regain some clarity. She looked at herself in the mirror; the traces of tears and **** were visible, but she knew she had to hide it.

She dreamed of bleeding him like a pig, but for now she had to seduce him at all costs and get the information out of him so that he would give Cinda everything she wanted from him.