The Medusa licked my feet as if they were the most decadent meal she had ever had. She licked between the toes and up and down the heel. She took time to suck and kiss everything, and whenever she did something to annoy me slightly, I would kick her in the face. She would cry out a little, but then went right back to it. I could feel her growing excitement.
Her mouth and snakes started to lick, and I noticed the slight change in the color of the snakes whenever they licked me, too. I could tell this bitch was a hopeless masochist, and those snakes on her head joined in on her absolute need for being treated the way this way for her sexual pleasure. Even the little snakes started to get more into it as she finished both feet, and I kicked her off my feet with my foot, rubbing her, and her snakes spit on her face. I pushed off and stood up, making sure as she fell to the floor to take a step on her. I put my full body weight on her strong body, and I heard her moan.
"Mistress, did I do something wrong?" She asked as I stood on her and slowly took a step off.
"Are you only going to snack on my feet all day?" I asked with a cold tone, "I have other things that I wish to play. Why would I allow you to do whatever you want, you stupid fucking slave?" I finished with a cold sneer as I reached out and grabbed a play whip. I turned around and with a light whistle and a snap, I hit her ass.
"Ah~!" She cried out in surprise and clear pleasure as it turned.
She looked at me, surprised, and I looked at her like an insect, "Today, you are nothing but a slave bitch. Something lower than a Medusa, Lower than a human, lower than a beast, you are nothing lower than a fucking gnat beneath my feet, Slave. Do well to remember that," I said, turning again and looking at the toys that I had available.
Something about my old world and their obsession with sex and the toys that one could pleasure themselves with came into my mind. I remember a business that used to sell these as a front for something else, and I wish I remembered more about it now. I turned, looked at the woman, and sneered, "What the fuck is a beast doing in my room with clothing on?" I asked my voice full of condescension, like it was a fucking joke, before me, and she flushed.
Stood and stripped bare, and I made sure the moment her flesh came into the open that the whip snapped across her breasts. "WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT YOU COULD STAND GNAT!" I snapped, and my whip snapped against her skin, leaving a red streak across her breasts, across her nipples, and she cried out.
"AH~!" Her voice filled the room, and I whipped her breasts again.
"YOU ARE STILL STANDING GNAT!" I demanded and whipped her breasts another two more times as she stripped, then fell to the floor as she shivered. She was breathing heavily, and her nipples were hard as rocks. I could see even the snakes on her head drooling and flushed as her pussy was literally with need.
"Shorrry, Mishtressh," She said, her breathing harsh, and I glowered at her.
"You are undisciplined. Whomever trained your whore body, if anyone has in the past, was horrendous. You are completely unqualified to be my slave," I said, my voice cold, and the Medusa looked up, frightened by those words. Shock clearly rolling through her, and I sneered. "What thought that you could just pay for my attention and I would give it?" I asked with a mocking tone. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" I asked and I moved and squatted before the naked Medusa representative and sneered, putting my fingers under her chin and making her look at me.
I spat in her face.
"Here you are, nothing, a nobody, I don't give a fuck about you, and neither do those women downstairs," I said, my voice growing colder by the moment, "You are a plaything, a toy, less than even a beast. At least a beast deserves my attention. A pet gets my affection, a toy is to be used, and when I am done with it, discarded." I said my voice was cold, and she looked increasingly shocked, but her desire was clearly building.
"Mishtressh, tell me what I need to do to serve," She moaned out, and I sneered.
"Anything I tell you," I said, "You listen to orders and fucking listen, you stupid whore. Now, for today, I want to hear that whore voice scream!" I announced my final decision.
She looked shocked, and I kicked her hard, flipping her over onto her back, and my whip followed. The whistle and snap of the leather against her skin filled the room, and she cried out, "AH~!" her desire letting loose as I started to whip her hard again and again. My aim was accurate and perfect.
Her breasts, her thighs, her stomach, and just above that swollen clit. Her pussy gushed, but I would always slow down as she was about to reach orgasm. I continued to whip her with perfect clarity, and she screamed for me. Her voice echoing louder and louder as she cried out to me, "MISHTRESSH~! PLEASESHHH~!"
Again, the whip cracked, and perfect skin was marred with red streaks from perfectly controlled whip marks. Her nipples were swollen, rock hard, and her clit was poking out from the hood as her legs were spread for me. She screamed again, and I shoved my foot inside her mouth like a pacifier before stepping on her stomach and unleashing the final moment with a flogger.
Thin leather strips started to whip her pussy hard and fast, and the woman below me screamed into my foot, and she shivered before squirting.
It was a quick end to something I had originally planned to extend, but something in my head warned me against that. It was a feeling that this woman was very, very self-centered. I would not be surprised that this was not enough for her, and I stepped off of her without another word. Her eyes were hazy, and I walked over to my throne and sat down.
I chuckled as the medusa and her snakes lay back basking for a moment in the post orgasm bliss I had seen so many times in others. But then it was like her body snapped back and she got up, turning around to look at me. She remained on her knees, and she looked confused as I watched her. Her face and those of her snakes changed a dozen times, and she opened up her mouth and closed it. Her confusion grew as I watched her silently.
Minutes passed and I did nothing but watch her confusion. Her body was marred with the lines of my whip, and I raised an eyebrow. "W-Why did you stop, Mistress?" The Medusa asked her voice, telling me how confused she was.
"Why would I continue?" I asked my voice to be cold.
" I-I paid?" She replied.
"Oh, so I am supposed to work for you forever because you paid once?" I asked.
She flushed, and she opened and closed her mouth, "I-I thought I paid for a session."
"That session is over. Time to go home, get dressed, and get out. You may schedule a meeting with me next week, not before or after. Seven days from now, if you don't have it exactly seven days from now and eight, then I will send you home. Now, get dressed, whore, and get the fuck out of my brothel." I finished my voice cold and biting, and she flushed, and she was more confused.
I watched as she humiliated, got even more turned on, but gathered her things and stood up, and my eyes narrowed.
"I am pretty sure I never allowed you to stand whore." I said my voice cold toward her, and she dropped to her knees and finished getting dressed before crawling on the floor with a blushing face and snakes before she exited.
It was fun watching, but it was not what I wanted to do. My pussy was damp and I wanted some attention, but I had other things to be doing. I shrugged and I got up, thinking about the woman I just sent away.
I wonder if she will follow those orders to the letter. My thoughts about her were that she was satisfying my curiosity and going. That is why I stopped after giving her a taste of a meal, without even giving her the main course. The whipping was just the start of the fun, and not even getting into the meat and potatoes of a good play session with her body.
I chuckled. I wonder how she would look after a week of just a taste of what I can do.
I can't wait.
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