A New Vomit Doll Enters The Chat

craig has been getting pushed further and further by Me as of late. It started out with making him consume an enema he did with his piss, it came out with a little added bit of color, if you catch My drift. I made him consume all of it. he protested at first, "No Miss North, you can't! I beg mercy". But sacks of shit-eating skin have no right, and thus receive no mercy. he did as he was told. What choice did he have anyways? he's chained up and I keep the code to his freedom. After he consumed his waste I told him he'd then throw it back up. "You can't do that!" he says, but I laugh, because we both know that I very well can. he says he probably can't get anything back up. That's fine, he can try all night long until he does, I can wait. Or I'll just go to bed and leave him there. With such a threat made, you wouldn't believe it, craig miraculously threw his waste back up! Now he'd get to enjoy his main course of the night - vomit. Hahaha, craig whimpers, he whines, he rubs his nipples and eats all that is before him.

Freedom is earned. I want your money, I want you to suffer. I want to listen to your cries of disgust and helplessness. I want you to be nothing.

Oh, and the other night? It was craig's birthday. Naturally I blessed this day by degrading him and then leaving him naked on the cold hard floor, while I went to bed for the night. I slept so comfortably in My big plush blankets, cat curled up next to Me. his money now Mine, rightfully where it belonged. Oh yes, I slept great!

. . . When he woke up still chained, his head was spinning~