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Setting:

Nathan's grand room, a large and luxuriously furnished space with rich mahogany furniture, plush carpets, and expensive artworks adorning the walls. The room exudes wealth and privilege, a stark contrast to Jamal's naked vulnerability. The atmosphere is tense and charged with the anticipation of the upcoming humiliation.

Characters:

Jamal Smith: The 18-year-old black boy, now completely naked, enduring relentless humiliation.

Nathan Smith: The 20-year-old white male, cruel and domineering, taking pleasure in demeaning Jamal.

Michael Smith: The 35-year-old father, stern and authoritative.

James Smith: Michael’s 30-year-old brother, equally authoritative and dismissive of Jamal.

Tyler Smith: A 22-year-old nephew, following in the footsteps of his family.

Emily Smith: The 32-year-old mother, subtly showing signs of illness.

Other Family Members: Present during lunch, adding to the humiliation of Jamal.

Scene:

The camera pans into Nathan's grand room, showcasing its opulence. Nathan stands by the window, looking out with a smug expression. Jamal enters, his head bowed and body tense.

Nathan: (turning to face Jamal) Ah, there you are. Come closer, boy.

Jamal steps forward, his bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. Nathan's eyes gleam with malicious delight.

Nathan: (spitting on Jamal's face) You know your place, don't you, Jamal?

Jamal stands still, the spit dripping down his face and onto his naked body. He doesn't flinch, his eyes fixed on the floor.

Jamal: Yes, Master Nathan.

Nathan spits again, this time on Jamal's chest, the saliva mixing with the previous spittle and slowly trailing down his skin.

Nathan: (laughing) Good. Now, let's make sure you stay focused on your duties.

Nathan walks over to a drawer and pulls out a small metal chastity cage. He motions for Jamal to step closer.

Nathan: Hold still.

Jamal complies, standing motionless as Nathan locks the chastity cage around his penis and balls, the cold metal a stark contrast to his warm skin.

Nathan: (tightening the lock) This will keep you from any distractions. We can't have you getting any ideas now, can we?

Jamal: No, Master Nathan.

Nathan steps back, admiring his handiwork before spitting on Jamal once more, this time aiming for his lower body. The spit drips slowly, mixing with the sweat and humiliation on Jamal's skin.

Nathan: Now get out there and do your chores. And remember, you are nothing but a servant in this house.

Jamal: Yes, Master Nathan.

Jamal exits the room, the chastity cage clinking slightly as he moves. The spit continues to drip down his body as he makes his way to the dining hall, where the family is gathering for lunch.