#Doha, Qatar
The bright light from the sun shined into the highrise apartment illuminating the entire kitchen area. Standing in the center was Sarra, a beautiful young woman, dressed from head to toe in her usual black hijab and matching thobe, she also was rocking a pair of black platform wedges which completed the whole outfit.
She gazed down upon her tiny servant in the kitchen.
"I'm sorry Goddess." He pleaded.
Sarra shot him a dirty look and rolled her eyes,
"You're sorry." She started in an agitated voice.
She lifted her foot over the tiny man, the miniscule servant fell to his knees and clapped his hands together in a prayer motion.
"I'll give you something to be sorry about." She said,
Watching from a distance was another one of her tiny slaves named Jafar. Jafar had grown quite close to the Goddess in his mind. Even though she didn't know his name or recognize him, he was rather smitten with her.
"I love it when she gets like this. It's so hot." Jafar thought to himself.
"Oh man that guys about to get it." Jafar murmured gleefully under his breath.
Within an instant Sarra brought her mighty foot crashing down onto the tiny servant. The powerful stomping sound echoed throughout the apartment and Jafar could feel the vibration from the power shoe crashing down onto the white marble floor.
"So hot." He thought to himself, as he bore witness to her twisting her shoe side to side smearing his former colleague onto the floor. Jafar giggled a tiny bit when she lifted her foot up revealing nothing but a wet red stain on the floor. All that remained of his former coworker.
Sarra then looked over at Jafar, and slowly began to walk over to him.
"I'll clean it up Goddess." He said.
"Kiss ass." She murmured under her breath.
She walked up to him close enough that Jafar was mere inches away from her toes perched up on her powerful wedges. His heart sank as he looked up at her and questioned.
"Did I do something wrong, Goddess?"
"Listen whatever your name is." She said
"It's Jafar Goddess."
"I wasn't asking. Look I've been watching you for the last few days, and you seem to be kinda weird. You seem to enjoy it as I threaten and crush the others, like you think you're better than them."
"Oh no Goddess."
"Don't fucking lie to me! You're all equally trash to me. Your lives mean nothing to me, you are all worthless, pathetic, low life, scum that aren't worth chewing up and shitting out. You all belong nowhere else but the bottom of my shoe."
Jafar began sweating profusely as he realized what was coming.
"No! No you can't!" He yelled as he began to run away.
Sarra lifted her foot and with zero effort on her part slammed her foot down onto Jafar. After the landing she slid her foot forward a tad bit to add a smearing effect. Upon lifting her foot all that was left was a little red stain on the floor.
"Great another stain to clean." She said,