I love living at Mean Girl
Manor. I have all these stupid slaves completely at MY mercy. It is SUCH
a power trip. There is something about having someone else's life
completely at my disposal that just turns me on...and I can do ANYTHING I
want with these slaves. We OWN them. Like fucking PROPERTY. They are
like TOYS to me. Toys that I can play as rough as I want with! :)
So I
decided to play with this one in the pool today. It is laying face-down
on a barely-inflated raft with its hands handcuffed behind its back and
its ankles shackled together. Like, it is literally COMPLETELY
helpless. I use the back of its head as a footstool while I sit on the
edge of the pool and relax. I guess it gets scared cuz its head is so
close to going under the water- but I just laugh as it starts to panic
and explain to it that its life means NOTHING to me- NOTHING. So I
decide to really torment it...
I start pushing its face down
under the water with my foot- and there is literally NOTHING it can do
about it. All I have to do is push my foot down with the slightest
effort and hold it there and this subhuman loser will drownn in the
pool. I even explain to it that I will just untie it afterward and no
one will be the wiser. It will just look like it drownedd on its own.
After all, who would think little ol ME would be able to hold a boy
underwater? Haha. The poor slave is scared for its life at this point,
which just makes me laugh. And a little wet, to be honest. The POWER
over life and just turns me on.
So I decide to see how long I can hold it under before it will pass out...and there is NOTHING it can do about it.