I was dreading what was about to happen. My master was going to hurt me badly to ensure I would never rebel. I knew this for certain because I would do exactly the same if the roles were reversed. I could only hope that my affection for myself was strong enough to limit the pain. He left me tied up alone for hours, I was thirsty as I didn't drink the whole night and morning. He was able to use all this time to improve his methods, search the internet for ideas, and think of a cunning plan to manipulate me into true submission. Meanwhile, all I could do was squirm. This time he tied me up much better with many more knots, even though the knots still were nothing special, I couldn't even reach them.
After a while, my clone returned. He looked fresh and still angry. In comparison, I still hadn't showered since I drove to pick him up. "I hope you had some time to think about how stupid you have been." He said. He brought a box with stuff and placed it on my desk and took a blindfold out of it.
"I'm sorry master, I will never do it again, I was stupid and confused, please forgive me!" I said with a high-pitched voice.
"You know very well that that isn't enough, I hope you're ready for your punishment," he said while moving towards me. "I'm going to completely break you, your ego will disappear and you'll truly become just the submissive part of our identity."
"I understand master, but please can I have some water?" I begged desperately.
"Not yet." He said as he softly choked me. He put the blindfold on me and started untying me. He pushed me off the bed and I fell on my knees. "Take off my shoes." I knew what I had to do, I'd have to worship and kiss his smelly feet. Although the humiliation turned me on, it disgusted me more. I used my hands to feel the floor and managed to find his feet and I struggled to untie them without vision. He was wearing socks and I could already smell them. "You know what to do, bitch." And I did. I started sniffing them and kissing them. "Take them off with your teeth." He commanded, I obliged and worshipped his smelly bare feet, humiliating myself. I started to get an erection from the humiliation, but my master couldn't see. As I got more into subspace I desperately tried to clean his toes with my tongue.
After a while he got bored of it and he guided my face upwards. I knew what I had to do, I looked for his dick in his pants and pulled down his underwear to free it. "Worship it like a desperate slut." It turned me on so much, this was different than being forced the cock in my mouth, now I had to initiate, it was so much more humiliating. I was so turned on that I was genuinely going to try my best, trying to remember any tactics from porn I watched. I sniffed It first and kissed it softly. Then I licked my uncircumcised dickhead below the foreskin. His got dick was larger than I usually got and I was surprised how it barely fit in my mouth. I made sloppy sounds and started sucking. I took his now wet cock in my hand to slap my own face with it. I couldn't see it but I knew he was smirking. I was feeling so horny and degraded, I had no idea I could act so slutty and gay. My master was moaning softly, it turned me on more, even though it was in my own voice. I was even feeling proud as I was pleasing my master. I was afraid to look up, but I did it anyway, I looked up to my master's eyes as I continued my worship and that made me feel even more submissive.
