When Angel received his task from Goddess Lizzie, he had no idea it would lead to such humiliation. He was to clean her room, make her bed, and ensure everything was spotless before she returned home. Simple enough, but Angel messed up. He left a single sock lying on the floor, a small detail that would cost him dearly.
As punishment, Angel found himself on his knees in front of Goddess Lizzie, his eyes downcast and hands clasped behind his back. She stood before him, tall and regal, her red stilettos clicking against the wooden floor. Her gaze was cold and hard as she reminded him of his failures.
"You're worthless," she hissed, "and I will remind you of it until you remember your place. I've told you a thousand times how much you disappoint me. You could be wrapped around me in my bed, but you aren't worthy of that privilege."
Angel felt his face flush with shame as he listened to her words. He had never been more aware of his own worthlessness, and it was killing him. He longed to prove himself to Goddess Lizzie, to show her that he could be more than just a failure. But for now, he had to accept his fate.
"For now, you stay where you belong," she continued, "on your knees, eyes down, hands behind your back, begging for the crumbs of my attention."
Without another word, Goddess Lizzie grabbed him by the neck and pulled him to his feet. She stood toe-to-toe with him, her eyes blazing with anger and contempt. Then, she took a step back and pointed at the sock on the floor.
"You're treated like a worthless loser because that's exactly what you chose to be," she said. "You don't deserve to be a normal man. You never will be while I decide your fate."
Angel swallowed hard as he looked down at the sock. It was all he could do to keep from bursting into tears. He knew he had messed up, but he had never imagined it would lead to this. He wanted nothing more than to make things right, to prove himself to Goddess Lizzie.
"Obey me," she said, her voice softening slightly, "serve me, and maybe I'll grant you the smallest mercy."
With that, Goddess Lizzie turned and walked away, leaving Angel kneeling on the floor, his heart racing and his mind spinning with confusion and despair. He knew he had to choose: either he would continue to serve her, hoping for a chance at redemption, or he would fail her again and learn just how little he mattered.
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