On your knees

Isabella turns around and walks towards the bedroom. You follow her. Immediately she turns around and says "on your knees John. Crawl like the dog you are." You get on your knees and crawl behind her towards the bedroom.

Isabella is wearing a black satin sundress, she took her black knee boots off when she entered the house. As you crawl behind her, you think about how you hated Isabella back before you were a ****. She always acted mean and bitchy when you were around. But this behavior, together with her ridiculously hot body, always made you horny in some weird and twisted way.

"On your knees, straighten your back." Isabella commands. You obey. "You know I never liked you, right?" You're not sure if it was a rhetorical question, so you just sit and wait.

Isabella slaps you hard in your face. "RIGHT?" she asks. "Yes", you answer.
"Yes who?"
"Yes mistress"

I always wanted to humiliate you, destroy you even. So don't expect me to go easy on you." You look up to her with a mix of fear and desire in your eyes. "But you don't want me to go easy on you, do you, you filthy slut?" she asks. "No mistress" you reply. "That's right".

From under her dress, Isabella takes of her panties. "Open your mouth, slut" she commands. As soon as you open your mouth, she stuffs the panties deep in your mouth. You almost **** on them and can't suppress a cough. "Oh, is it already too much for you? I always knew you were a weakling John." You mumble an unintelligible answer due to the panties in your mouth. Isabella sighs and takes the panties out of your mouth. "What is it, bitch boy?". "Yes mistress, I'm a weak slut, mistress" you say. "Impressive, bitch boy", she says as she stuffs the panties back in your mouth, deeper than before, "but don't expect me to be **** because your behaviour is better than I expect from a peace of filth like you".