Flexed! I couldn’t believe I had been given flex! I knew they would try me. I knew they would attempt to undermine my dominance, but this was not expected. Getting flex instead of real dope was a true rookie mistake, one I had not personally made since my years as a teen, being a mule to smuggle in my daddies drugs. This idiot who I hired did not know the difference in flex and crystal, and he was took. There was a whole zip of nothing but powder here. I would need to show both my runner and the dealer who sent this a lesson. It would be a lesson neither would soon forget. I gather my sidekick and we move into action, abducting both with ease. All we needed was a hand soaked with gas and each fell in seconds. When they awoke, they were in my dungeon, tied tightly to my wooden tables. Their wrists and ankles were already bruised from the tight ropes. I paced back and forth deciding on my course of action. Al idea sprang to my mind. I begin by adding clamps to their naked skin. I added clamps to their nipples, armpits, and painfully small penises. Ease clamp was forced as tight as was possible. These clamps would hold them into place each time they tried to make a move. The bitches had already started crying and I had barely begun! Next I opened a bag of sugar, added a tiny bit of water, making a paste and applied it to both men’s cocks. I spread the sticky mixture to and fro until each and every cm of cock was covered. For my last hateful punishment, I set the fire ants free. They headed straight for the croches, looking to bite their entire length. The men scream in pain as the ants venom soaked into his skin. Hmm, this was a good start but what shall I do for round #2? As the two cry in pain, I stand over hi, thinking of even more torturous things I can do. A girl has to do what she has to do to earn respect, and Princess Ice will be respected! Even if I have to kill to get it!
