Disciplining the pet

Heaven indeed, Sejuani's new toy remarked to himself as he began the final steps of disrobing the amazonian woman. Very carefully he felt around her fir bikini, before her curt interjection reminded him who he was undressing. "I am not made of glass, worm. I am a proud Winter's Claw War-chieftain. I will not have you handling me like I'm going to snap in half."
Finding his focus again, he set to work, stripping her down as she stood expectingly. The man was not brave enough to try to steal a grasp, but that didn't mean he wouldn't eyeball her. Everything about her, her toned muscular build, her height, her pride, it all came together as a perfect combination to him. Even her proportions were just right, a well sized bust, and a fantastic pair of hips. As he finally found the nerve to continue after removing her top, he put his hands on her waist, and the fearsome woman turned around to survey him. The erection poking out was the least of the man's thoughts as the mighty woman looked down, her breasts in full view as they held eye contact. "I did not tell you to stop, worm." she said, and he complied, pulling her bottom straight down, revealing a pure white and well kept bush accenting her mound. Smiling again, she grabbed him by the head and forced his face onto her, grinding up against him as he froze in fear. Sensing his apprehension, she dispelled it with a single word. "Lick." she commanded, and he did without a second thought, frantically sticking his tongue in and around her pussy, taking in every flavor he could, reaching every part he could, feeling himself become more and more aroused.
Shifting her body suddenly, she interrupted him, kicking him onto his back harder than necessary. As he reeled from the sudden change of pace he felt her step on his erection, and filled with shame he began to ejaculate, groaning loudly as he shivered beneath her.
"That's all you're worth, huh?" she remarked, disappointment in her tone. "Well, you're nothing special anyway. Let me set things straight for you, you lucky weakling. You are not the first survivor I've taken as mine, but I'm sure you noticed that there are no other men here. I chose you, because you are the weakest. You are the most disgustingly pitiful specimen of the males that survived that your tribe had to offer. You are the weakest, so you are my personal toy." A look of shock slowly emerged across the man's face as Sejuani continued to cut him down to size, "Do not mistake this for some act of mercy, I have none. You are the weakest, and so you will stay with me and I will make you strong. You will be strong, or you will die. When my warband rides in, I lead the charge. You will be there, with me. You know the full truth now, you are not the first, you will probably not be the last. Countless worms have been taken, and have fallen in their first battle. I have no faith in you. You will serve me until you die, so I suggest you figure out when that will be." and with that, the bare naked woman walked away, towards a separated room.

A sense of defeat lingered in the man's heart, until he heard her call to him, "You will bathe me."
The future looked grim, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad.