The mistress, a towering figure of authority, surveys her slave with a critical eye. "You've got a really small penis, don't you?" she says, her voice like a whip crack. The slave, trembling, can only nod. She stands, her heels clicking on the stone floor as she approaches him. She grabs his chin, her long nails digging into his skin, and forces him to look at her. "I can't even see it," she taunts, her eyes flicking down to his crotch. She releases him, her lip curling in disgust. "But don't worry, little cock, we'll find plenty of uses for you."