Degradation

Groggily, Yang woke up to find that she had been cleaned and wrapped in a red towel. Yang recognized the color as Miltia's. The kind action elicited a smile from the brawler. Yang was contempt to just lie there, clinging to the sheet with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

The blonde was allowed to stay like that for five blissful minutes before Melanie came in and **** Yang to stand by pulling her hair

"Ow ow ow! I'm up!" Yang cried out

Melanie released Yang's hair and asked "Who do you serve?"

With a sigh, Yang replied "Whoever you make me right?"

Yang was answered with a smack across the face that sent her sprawling to the ground. Yang tried to push herself up off the ground but Melanie placed her boot on Yang's back, pinning the blonde down.

"You really must be the dumbest bimbo in the kingdoms"

After enjoying Yang's struggling for a bit Melanie let Yang stand.

"Come on slut, someone special came to see you today"

Those words made Yang extremely nervous for the three minutes it took to get to the club.

At the bar stood Miltia, talking to the only woman there at the early hours. The woman finished a drink as her predatory yellow eyes stared at the all but naked blonde.

The woman had long black hair and was dressed head to toe in a black catsuit with a domino mask covering a good part of her face.

"Oh is this the girl?" She asked in an alluring voice

"Yep, this is the whore" Melanie pushed Yang forward who tumbled forward

"Oh looks like she truly is useless if she can't even introduce herself," The woman said, a look of displeasure gracing her face

"I-I'm Yang" The blonde blushed as she nervously covered her breasts and stomach

"What a stupid girl. No. Get on your knees, bow your head, and give me a proper greeting"

The two seconds Yang hesitated got Yang a small wave of arousal running through her via the collar which made her nearly run over to the woman and drop to her knees. Yang balled her fists in frustration and bowed her head.

"My name is Yang"

This got Yang a boot on top of her head which **** her face to the floor.

"That's better, a worthless whore like you needs to give as much respect as possible to your betters" the woman spoke with a poisonous amount of scorn in her voice

Yang's arousal level rose.

"O-Okay"

Yang's head was pulled up by her hair and got a slap to her face.

"Now say thank you" the woman commanded

"T-Thank you"

Yang got another slap

"You will call me ma'am. Now thank me"

"T-Thank you ma'am" Yang's tried to hang her head low but found her head held up by her hair

"Hmmm my shoes are losing their shine. Clean them slut"

Yang's eyes darted to the woman's black heels

"I do mean with your tongue idiot"

"Stop calling m-aaaaaahh" Yang began to talk back but moaned

At the defiance the collar was sent to max, making Yang's mind go blank as her entire being became consumed by arousal.

"Don't you dare talk back to me whore!" the woman in black yelled as she stepped on the side of Yang's face, forcing her down.

The woman brought her other shoe in front of Yang's face and ordered "Lick it clean bimbo, or I press down harder"

As the woman finished her commands the arousal in Yang let up so while still unbearably horny she could at least think. The blonde hated this but knew things would only get worse if she didn't. Yang hated this feeling of powerless but knew she couldn't fight her own arousal and did as ordered.

Yang let her tongue run over the woman's shoe over and over, trying her best to clean it as tears of frustration and humiliation ran down her face onto the floor.

"Other shoe slut" the woman let Yang's head up

Without hesitation, Yang went to work on cleaning the other shoe.

"Good, have you learned your place?" the woman asked

"Y-Yes ma'am" Yang briefly stopped to answer before going back to work

The arousal hit again, making Yang squeal.

"No hesitation bimbo. You are nothing but a stupid slut meant to serve. You don't have embarrassment"

Yang thought and realized what the woman said was true. Yang had always liked helping people, was this really that different?

"Hmmm good job bimbo" the woman spoke as she **** Yang's face into the floor "clean up your tears, wouldn't want anyone slipping"

As Yang licked the floor clean she focused on the unbelievably painful ache between her legs, it's product staining and dripping down her legs.

Three more hours passed as the woman gulped down another glass of wine. Yang was on her shaking hands and knees with the woman's legs on top of her back, reducing the blonde to a mere footrest.

"Tell me, do you want to cum bitch?"

"Yes ma'am" Yang immediately responded

"Hmmm I might let you" Yang's heart soared at that "Next time"

The woman stood and handcuffed one of Yang's arms to the barstool she had been sitting on. The woman grabbed a pair of goggles in one hand as she knelt down and slapped Yang's large breast.

"Hmmm thank you ma'am! Thank you ma'am! Thank you ma'am!" Yang yelled with each slap

"Happy to help whore, now I am a busy woman so I must be off but I'll leave you with this"

The woman slipped the goggles on over Yang's head and pressed a button on the side of them. Yang was greeted with a six-hour video of the humiliation the woman had **** her to endure. Yang realized that everything the woman said was right. She was just a slut, meant to please others. As long as others were pleased that was fine.

On the video as Yang was being **** to clean the woman's cum off the floor with her tongue, Yang noticed a tattoo on the yellow-eyed woman's upper back.

Three hours later Miltia came and found Yang bound to the stool. The red-clad woman bent down and planted a passionate kiss on Yang's lips and then whispered the words "I love you" which Yang couldn't hear past her own moans in the video.

"Have fun" Miltia said as she got up, leaving Yang **** and horny.