Chapter 338: Bonus Chapter 28: The Cries of Masochists: And the Degradation Begins

"Yes! We understand!"

And with withheld glee and barely suppressed smiles of joy spreading across their faces, they immediately dropped down onto their knees and bowed their heads low to the floor.

Their bodies were trembling with the effort of containing their excitement at finally receiving the treatment they had been craving for so long. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Benjamin walked toward them slowly, each step measured and purposeful, until he was standing directly in front of where Heka was kneeling with her head bowed.

He raised one foot and placed it firmly on top of Heka’s head, pressing down with just enough weight to make his presence felt.

And then he began shifting and twisting the sole of his foot against her hair and her scalp, grinding it in small circles as if he were stamping out a cigarette butt, or crushing something insignificant beneath his heel.

"It is ’Master’ to you, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master! This misbehaving sow understands!" Heka’s voice was muffled slightly by the pressure of his foot on her head, but the joy in her tone was undeniable.

Silverøse peeked up from her prostrating position, lifting her face just enough to glance at what was happening to her new kindred spirit.

Then she looked at Benjamin with a small pout forming on her lips, her red eyes wide and pleading. "M-Master, I would also like to be stepped on, please?"

"No." Benjamin coldly replied her, his voice flat and dismissive.

And Silverøse took immediate emotional damage from his refusal, blushing deeply as her pale cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment and arousal.

He moved back several steps, creating distance between himself and the kneeling women, and sat down on the edge of his bed.

Then he folded his legs in a casual, relaxed posture, leaning back slightly and crossing his arms over his chest.

He was glaring haughtily at the girls with an expression of utter contempt and superiority.

"Both of you, I want you to crawl over here like the insects you are, with your faces pointed toward the ground where they belong. And be grateful that I’m even allowing you to approach my presence at all."

They answered him humbly, their voices soft and filled with genuine gratitude, and they began to crawl forward across the wooden floor of the bedroom.

Their hands and knees making soft sounds against the planks as they made their slow and reverent way toward his feet, never once raising their heads above the level of his ankles.

"What a pair of filthy dirt, a real waste of space and air," Benjamin continued his harsh verbal assault, his voice dripping with contempt. "Master has much better things to be doing with his time and his energy than spending such irreplaceable moments on worthless swines like the two of you. Do you even understand what a hassle you are both bringing him right now?"

"We are so sorry for our worthlessness, Master! Please, punish our dirty and undeserving selves as harshly as you see fit!" The girls chorused their response together.

Their voices were overlapping and harmonizing as if they had rehearsed their lines in advance, their words tumbling out in a rush of desperation.

"Heka... Begin to strip." Benjamin commanded her without any warmth in his voice.

Heka stood up without the slightest hesitation, her dark-skinned body already trembling with barely contained excitement.

Her fingers moved to the ties of her casual Amazon dress, but her movements were deliberately slow, as though she wanted to prolong the moment of anticipation.

However, she wasn’t fast enough for Benjamin.

In one fluid, aggressive motion, his hand shot forward like a predator.

His fingers brutally seized the fabric stretched tightly across her chest and ripped it open with savage force.

The loud, sharp sound of tearing cloth tore through the quiet morning air of the treehouse.

The dress split apart violently, completely exposing Heka’s moderate, perfectly shaped breasts and her tightly toned abdomen to the air flowing in through the vine curtains and windows.

"Ahn~!" Heka moaned loudly, the sound dripping with gleeful, shameless pleasure. Her dark nipples instantly hardened into stiff peaks from nothing more than the rough, dominating treatment. "So rough, Master... I loved that dress a lot..."

"Really?" Benjamin frowned deeply, his expression filled with clear disgust as he held the torn fabric in his fist.

He squeezed it tightly for a moment, as if it had personally offended him, before casually igniting it with a burst of fire element.

The cloth erupted into bright orange flames that quickly consumed it entirely, leaving nothing but drifting black ash that scattered on the wind.

He continued; "I feel gross just from touching something that was wrapped around a disgusting pig like you."

Heka’s eyes widened dramatically.

A potent cocktail of genuine emotional hurt and overwhelming sexual pleasure flashed across her face.

She nodded slowly, biting down hard on her lower lip as if fully accepting his cruel words — believing deep in her soul that she truly was worthless dirt, unworthy of even the briefest touch from him.

’Oh no... What has happened to Benjamin?’ she thought, her mind spinning in dark ecstasy. ’He usually isn’t this cooperative... I love it! I love him so mu— ugh!’

Her pleasurable internal monologue was violently cut off as Benjamin delivered a sharp, powerful kick directly into her side.

The impact sent a jolt of pain and twisted pleasure blooming through her ribs, forcing a breathless gasp from her lips.

"You’ve not finished stripping, parasitic animal!" Benjamin spat coldly, his blue eyes packed with real, ice-cold disdain.

"Ah, of course! F-Forgive this worthless sow!" Heka gasped frantically, nodding with desperate enthusiasm.

With eager, trembling hands she tore away the remaining scraps of her ruined dress, letting the torn fabric fall in pathetic heaps around her bare feet until she stood completely naked before him.

Her moderate breasts rose and fell rapidly with each excited breath.

Her dark nipples were painfully erect, and a thin, glistening trail of arousal had already begun to slowly drip down the inside of her strong thighs.

From her position on the floor, Silverøse watched the entire scene unfold with wide, envious crimson eyes.

One delicate finger rested against her soft lips while her long bunny ears twitched with jealousy.

Her massive, ridiculously oversized breasts strained heavily against the expensive silver robe, rising and falling with her quickened breathing.

"As for you, you feral rabbit," Benjamin said coldly as he sat back down on the edge of the bed. He spread his legs in a position of absolute authority and leaned back slightly. "Suck my dick. If I don’t cum within the next few seconds, you will be severely punished."

"Understood, Master!" Silverøse’s red eyes blazed with insane, manic determination.

She crawled forward desperately and practically ripped Benjamin’s trousers down, her enormous breasts swaying and jiggling heavily with every frantic movement.

The moment his cock sprang free, she attacked it with ravenous hunger.

Determination to fail, of course.

Before--

SLAP!

Benjamin’s hand had connected sharply with the stunned Silverøse’s cheek, where it was now red.

"You brute," Benjamin frowned, a vein popping on his forehead, "this is Master’s body you are handling. Be careful with it! Do you think he is a rabid creature like you?"