The Smell of Disappointment
Lil Kitty stood in her bedroom, staring at the mirror as she adjusted her lingerie. It was the same old story; every man she had ever been with had disappointed her in some way. She sighed, frustrated, and decided it was time to even the scales. With a wicked smile, she walked over to her phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Yes, Mistress?" came the male voice on the other end of the line.
"I need you to come over right now," she purred. "And bring some mouthwash."
A few minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Lil Kitty opened it to reveal a male slave, dressed head to toe in black. He bowed before her, his eyes fixed on the ground. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction as she watched him squirm.
"You know why you're here," she said, her voice cool and commanding. "Now get on your knees."
The slave hesitated for a moment before dropping down to his knees. His heart was racing as he wondered what kind of punishment she had in store for him. He looked up at her, his eyes wide with anticipation.
"Close your eyes," she said, her voice softening slightly.
The slave did as he was told, his eyes squeezed shut tight. He felt her hands move towards his face, then warm breath against his cheeks.
"Now open your mouth," she whispered.
With trembling hands, the slave opened his mouth wide, ready for whatever she was about to do. He felt her breathe in deeply, and then she exhaled directly into his mouth. He could taste it immediately: a rush of stale air mixed with the most overpowering stench he had ever encountered.
"Swallow," she said, her voice low and menacing.
He hesitated for a moment, his throat bobbing as he tried to push down the urge to gag. Finally, he swallowed, the smell filling his mouth and throat as it travelled down.
"Mmm," she murmured, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Now you know how it feels to disappoint someone."
Slowly, she stepped back, allowing him to sit up. The slave immediately gagged, coughing and wheezing as he tried to get the taste out of his mouth. Lil Kitty watched with a mix of amusement and satisfaction as he struggled.
"That's enough for now," she said, her voice almost pitying. "But don't worry, I'll be back for more soon enough."
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving the male slave curled up on the floor, retching from the overpowering stench of disappointment.
