Chloe expected her diminutive rival to be a sobbing mess in her new position. She'd gone from a girl with more friends than she deserved to being the city Pariah hated by even her own parents in a single afternoon. And now she was under Chloe's heel which was grinding into her face. Her spirit should be completely broken to the point where she's willing to lick them clean. But instead...
"So it's either lick your shoes and be tortured by you, or refuse and get tortured by you? If you want me to lick them, you'll have to do better than that." She shot back. In response, Chloe made another with to enhance the beauty of her skin and hair in exchange for shriveling up her slave's.
"It seems training you to know your place is gonna take a while.Let's head home and I'll start your lesson." and she dragged the poor slave girl away by her neck using her leash.
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