Marla Taunts Her

"See, I knew what you were the moment I first saw that cute little look on your face." Marla taunted in a queen's dulcet tones. Lisa kept her head bowed down in worship. "I have a good eye for it."

"Subhumans. Animals." Every word struck Lisa. The more Marla spoke, the lower she felt. The lower she let herself be.

Marla rose to her feet. There was a clack clack clack against the wood as she circled Lisa.

"That little look of need, always present. A constant cry out to the world for someone, anyone, to take away their choices and put them in their rightful place."

"You were never meant to be free. You were never meant to be a person."

"I-" Lisa started to **** out.

But, she was silenced by the feeling of a heel pushing down on her head, near gagging her with the floor. Without thinking, her rear rose slightly.

"Don't speak. Never speak." Marla hissed.

Lisa could only answer with a low whimper. A punished cur's apology.

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