Foot Spa, Stinking Feet, Down-and-Out Campus Belle Begs for Mercy

Beneath the dim light, she trembled.

Like a wounded kitten.

Once the belle of the school, now reduced to this.

She looked up at me pleadingly.

"Sir, I really can't take it anymore..."

Her once-clear eyes were now filled with fear.

I caught that familiar scent.

A mix of sweat and humiliation.

Disgusting, and yet...

It excited me!

"Can't take it?" I sneered, the corner of my mouth curling into a cruel smile.

"Add another hour!"

I would make her understand what despair meant!