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FEMDOM GARBAGE

She grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out the front door to the corner of Flora & Fauna Street. It was midnight, but the heat was still hanging over the city. She tied his arms and legs and pointed at the garbage heap.
Lie down or I’ll push you.
He knew all too well that there was no point in begging or pleading. So he obeyed.
I told you to take the garbage out, She explained with a harsh tone in Her voice. Not once, but twice. You didn’t do it. Well, if you’re not willing to take the garbage out, then you’re out tonight with the garbage.
And off She went.
The stench of rotting trash was overwhelming and hundreds of thick black flies swarmed around his naked body. He felt utterly miserable and dirty, like a skunk with a guilt complex. At one point an old lady walked by with her dog. She asked what he was doing and he explained. Meanwhile, her dog took a pee all over him. Poodle Piss. It was a long and awful night.
Just before sunrise She untied him and took him to the garden. There She rinsed him thoroughly with the garden hose. Twice. Cold water of course.
Now, go the shower and clean yourself up, She said. Then you have just enough time to put the garbage out.

GARBAGE MAN

COME HERE!!!!
Seriously, She could castrate a man with Her voice. He ran down the stairs as fast as he could.
Yes, sugar, he said with a honey-sweet voice.
Don’t sugar Me, Harold! Did you take the garbage out?
Now, that was a bit unfair, wasn’t it? She’d ordered him to clean the bathroom first and he was still busy doing that! But he was definitely not, repeat not, going to argue with Her, because he was too attached to his testicles.
No, I’m so sorry, I will d-
She hushed him with a finger and took him outside. She ordered him to lay down on top of the garbage that was already there and tied his hands behind his back and his ankles to his wrists. He was, one might say, a bundle of joy and happiness.
Night, night, tied, tight, She said, and left him there to rot.
It was still hot outside and the stench of the garbage was almost unbearable. Swarms of flies circled around him. Dreadful business. An old Lady walked by with a dog. She said She felt sorry for him, but that didn’t stop Her dog from taking a piss at him.
His Wife untied him at sunrise, took him to the garden and hosed him down with cold water. God, it couldn’t get worse than this, could it?
I told you yesterday to clean the bathroom, Harold, why isn’t it finished yet?