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Under the harsh command of Toad, Tom crawled in humiliation to Mario, prostrating himself like a frightened dog. Mario looked down at him coldly from above, as if trampling Tom's dignity completely. Tom was only wearing a pair of yellow underwear, covered with bruises of various sizes, some already turning dark purple, indicating the source of these injuries without needing to be spoken. Toad showed no mercy, and a hint of satisfaction and cruelty could even be seen on his face.
A hint of fear and helplessness flashed in Tom's eyes. He knew that in this cruel world, his fate was no longer in his own hands. Every breath seemed to remind him of his humiliation and powerlessness, and this feeling was particularly strong under Toad's feet.
Mario observed Tom's humiliation, and the light in his eyes seemed even colder at that moment. He appeared to derive a twisted satisfaction from displaying his power. This was not just a punishment for Tom, but also a warning to anyone who might resist him. In Mario's kingdom, no one could escape his control. The humiliated Tom was just another tool for him to demonstrate his power.
In facing Tom in this scene, Mario seemed to find some twisted pleasure. He smiled contemptuously, reaching out to lightly touch Tom's head, like a master indulging his loyal pet. His voice was deep and filled with a chilling sense of pleasure as he said, "Well done, Toad, especially on such a happy day." This statement not only praised Tom's current state but also implied approval of the cruel training methods of Toad.
Toad trembled uncontrollably all over after hearing Mario's praise. For him, this recognition from the king was undoubtedly the highest honor. His eyes sparkled with a thirst for power and admiration for Mario. This praise made him feel that all the cruelty and pain had become meaningful. On Toad's face, the smug and cruel smile became even more intense, as if in this twisted kingdom, he had found the value of his existence.
As for Tom, the humiliation and pain of this moment seemed to have become his new normal in life. His identity and self-esteem were completely stripped away, leaving him as nothing more than a plaything in the hands of Mario and Toad. In this deformed society, every bit of pain and every instance of humiliation endured by Tom became tools for the upper-class nobles to exercise their power and seek pleasure.
Mario's voice was deep and threatening as he slowly increased the pressure on Tom's head, causing him to feel a sharp pain on his scalp. Mario's eyes were cold as they met Tom's through the mirror, as if seeking an answer, but behind that answer lay infinite danger and fear.
Tom's heart was racing, feeling every word from Mario like a blade cutting through his soul. Mario's question seemed to carry a deeper meaning, "I have a big problem right now... I feel like this suit is missing something... What do you think?" This sentence froze the atmosphere in the room, and all the maids stopped their work, too afraid to speak, their eyes flashing with fear and unease.
Tom trembled, not knowing how to answer the question. Under Mario's rule, any wrong answer could lead to fatal consequences. Various possible answers quickly flashed through his mind, but each one was crushed by immense fear, unable to form any sound.
Tom's heart felt tightly gripped, each beat carrying deep despair and fear. Under Mario's iron fist, he felt thrown into endless darkness, with nowhere to escape, only silently enduring the pain from his scalp and the torment of his soul. His gaze turned to Toad, seeking even a shred of comfort or guidance, but what greeted him was Toad's eyes, cold enough to almost freeze into frost.
That look seemed like a sharp dagger, coldly cutting through Tom's last hope. In Toad's eyes, there was no sympathy or pity, only deep disdain and contempt. At that moment, Tom finally understood his position in Toad's eyes - nothing more than a tamed dog, a dog even forbidden to make a sound.
A hint of despair flashed in Tom's eyes, his body involuntarily trembling, trying to find a glimmer of hope to hold onto. But under Mario's absolute authority, all hope became feeble and powerless. His throat felt as if it were blocked, and even if he wanted to make a sound, it could only be a silent groan.
Tom finally gave up struggling, allowing the large hand to tightly grip his head, tears silently sliding from the corners of his eyes. In the depths of his heart, there was a dead silence, unable to find any other emotions besides fear and humiliation. In this world filled with despair, Tom felt like an abandoned soul with nowhere to go.
Tom was pushed by Mario and fell heavily to the ground. The painful cry that followed shattered the long-standing silence, stunning the entire room into a momentary freeze. A hint of surprise flashed in Mario's eyes; he hadn't expected Tom, in this state, to still be able to produce such a humane sound. It was completely different from what he had anticipated, where Tom was supposed to fully play the role of a dog.
Mario's face turned even darker, and he stared coldly at Tom, the moment of surprise turning into displeasure. "How dare you make human sounds in front of me?" Mario's voice was deep and threatening, as if questioning Tom's identity, whether he was a tamed dog or still retained a hint of humanity that should not exist.
Tom curled up on the ground, his involuntary cry seeming to be his last struggle deep inside. But under Mario's oppression, that struggle seemed so small and powerless. He dared not look directly into Mario's eyes, only lowering his head, allowing fear and humiliation to envelop him. He felt regret and self-blame for the cry he had just made.
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