I’m not a bad person. You can call me a bitch, you can call me a crazy feminist, you can call me a man-hating psycho, but you cannot call me bad. There’s a reason why I do everything I do.
Even when I’m slipping into my black, shiny heels, there’s a reason. This time, the reason is that I’m in the mood for some good old-fashioned domination. See, on the outside, lots of my subs say I’m a horrible person, I’m crazy, they’ll never see me again…but they always come crawling back to me before I’m even finished laughing at them.
This particular sub that I have on the ground before me? Yeah, he’s one of my faves. In “real life,” he’s a high-and-mighty construction worker, acts like a chauvinist douche, and thinks he’s the manliest man to ever man. However…within five minutes of entering my dungeon, he’s on his knees, begging me to put him in his place as a lowly man unworthy of a Goddess like me.
I start with making him lick my shiny black shoes clean. He takes his time wiggling his tongue between my sweaty toes, too. No hands, either – he’s got to have them cuffed behind his muscular back.
Once I’m satisfied, I kick my foot up, sending him flying back. He’s whimpering now, staring up at me…I can’t tell if it’s fear or arousal I see in his eyes, but I don’t really care. I lean back in my comfortable armchair and drag my pointy heel down his body, and press the sole of my shoe into his stiff, leaking cock. I’ve got a ring around that, too – no orgasms for a filthy manthing like him!
I start putting pressure on his member as I drive my heel into his balls, right down the middle of his sack. He whines and squeals like the chauvinist pig he is, but I’m relentless! I tell him I’m not stopping until one of two things happens: Either he cums or he pops.
And I accept no substitutions.
Your Queen and Goddess,
Noelle
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