Tiny Patrician Woman

As you have seen, there is a constant turnover of slaves in my house. Maintaining discipline often forces me to apply "irreversible punishments"... We must also not forget all the slaves crushed out of distraction... or those I massacre for pure fun. I mean...I really need a lot of little cockroaches to maintain my habits.
This is why I often have to go out and get new slaves: it's not difficult, you just need to go out and look... cities and countryside are full of small colonies of tinies without owners. They stay away from us giants, picking at our scraps, trying not to get caught. But some of them are forced to come out in search of food and objects necessary for survival. They are small and slow. Dozens of them can be collected with little effort.
But it is quite rare to find fat tinies: a tiny only needs a few crumbs to survive, but getting food is very dangerous for them... so they never have enough, and are forced to live by running away and constantly trying to hide.
The only fat tinies I've seen are the various groups leaders. Despite their poor living conditions, even the tinies among them are often very cruel and hierarchical. Each group has a leader who dictates the law and a privileged few who live under his/her protection, like patricians. The others are pawns.
When I manage to bring home a fat "patrician" I have a lot of fun! It's truly satisfying to mistreat someone who has mistreated others people! It's not about a real "sense of justice"...tinies are essentially all the same to me, nothing more important than a booger.
But...let's face it! It's really nice to humiliate someone used to being in charge! This little woman for example! Look at her! I imagine how she gorged herself on food that others provided for her, while her subordinates went hungry. I imagine her greedily devouring the remains of a hamburger thrown on the street. Perhaps one of her servants was crushed by the sole of a boot while bringing her the food that she devoured, leaving little or nothing for the others.
Today is her chance to make amends! A beautiful run, constantly motivated by my enormous and smelly bare foot. I've already mangled two more tinies behind her. I could crush her right now...but I want to have some more fun...she's so breathless I can hear her heavy breathing.
A few more minutes...then I'll stop her. I'll force her to eat my toejam in the hope of saving herself... but the end of this story is already decided: a big grease stain on the floor!