The elevator doors opened, and Misty was instantly taken aback by the absolute beauty of the restaurant. Situated on the top floor, of the tallest building atop a high hill, the continuous floor to ceiling windows revealed the twinkling lights of the entire city, and indeed, all of Banderas Bay.
Misty knew that she could have easily spent an hour admiring the view, but she did not get that chance, for almost instantly the host was at her elbow. "Right this way Miss." He said as he began leading her through the restaurant.
They rounded a corner, and across the empty dining room, Misty saw Valentina for the very first time. Valentina had demanded many pictures from Misty, but had sent none in return, so Misty had no idea what she might look like. Valentina's words of power and control led to Misty's seduction, the other woman's looks had nothing to do with it.
As they grew closer to Valentina and her table, Misty's breath caught in her throat, and she stopped walking. Thoughts bombarded her mind. Stunning, Valentina, gorgeous, vampire, woman. Eventually Misty's mind settled upon it. She decided that Valentina was quite obviously the most beautiful woman in the world.
Valentina had been watching her prey ever since Misty rounded the corner. She was pleased to see that Misty was even more beautiful than the photographs she sent led her to believe. Valentina had assumed that to be the case, had assumed that Misty sabotaged her own beauty, and she was very happy to see that her assumptions had proven true. Misty would make a simply stunning pet, Valentina decided.
She also saw of course the very moment that Misty's breath caught in her throat, and that she involuntarily stopped walking. Valentina understood exactly what had happened. There were a few disadvantages, but a great many advantages to being a Goddess older than civilization itself. One of those advantages was supernatural beauty. Valentina knew that she was more beautiful than any mortal woman could ever hope to be. It was a perk of her divinity, but her beauty was such that often people encountering her for the first time could freeze, just as Misty had now done.
Knowing that Misty was likely to stand, staring at her forever, Valentina rose from the table and made her way toward her prey. She walked up to Misty and reaching out with one hand, gently caressed the side of her face.
"Hello Misty, I'm Valentina." She said.
Her words and touch seemed to snap Misty out of the odd trance she had slipped into. Her normal breathing resumed, and Valentina saw the spark of consciousness return to her eyes.
"Goddess." Misty said, embarrassed by her entrance, but quickly regaining her composure.
"It is my pleasure to finally meet you Misty, and may I say that you are a truly beautiful girl." Valentina said, while holding her hand out to Misty, palm down.
"And I you Goddess, I can't believe how amazing you look." Misty replied, while reaching out to shake hands with the other woman.
"It is your American upbringing I know, so I won't punish you this time, but you need to recognize that you do not shake the hands of your betters." Valentina said to stop Misty. "You gently take my fingertips into your hand, then bow slightly while raising the back of my hand to your lips for a kiss."
Misty understood. She had seen the gesture in old movies, so quickly complied.
"Here, let's get these off of you." Valentina said. She produced a key, and efficiently removed the handcuffs from around Misty's wrists. When she was done she handed the cuffs to the host who then turned and walked away.
"Come." Valentina said with a smile, leading Misty to their table by her hand.
A waiter was in position behind Valentina's chair when they reached the table. He held the chair for Valentina as she sat. Misty was slightly confused because Valentina didn't seat herself directly into the table. Rather she was turned sideways to it, her place setting to her left.
"You'll not be joining me at the table, rather you'll be kneeling at my feet. Come, kneel between my legs." Valentina said to Misty, sensing the girl's confusion.
Misty wasted no time getting into position. She knelt back on her calves, between Valentina's feet, her body parallel with the other woman's lower legs. Misty held her own knees as open as she was able, constrained by the limitations placed by her position between Valentina's legs. She placed her hands atop her thighs, palms up, and arched her back so that her breasts would stand tall and proud. Her head was bowed, but her eyes were drinking in the legs of the Goddess seated above her.
Valentina's own heels were just as tall, and just as black as those worn by Misty. She wasn't wearing stockings, her skin was naturally dark, but her skirt was cut to fall above the knee, and as such, from her position, Misty had a delightful view of the lacy panty covering Valentina's pussy.
"I wish I could sniff it." Misty thought to herself.
"Maybe I will allow you that pleasure a little later." Valentina replied.
Misty was instantly taken aback. She knew, she hoped, no, she knew for a fact that she had not spoken aloud, yet Valentina answered her as if she did.
"I sense your confusion." Valentina said. "I'm not sure that I can explain it so that you can understand it but I am a Goddess, perhaps a vampire in your crude and human mythology. That gives me certain powers, and one of those powers is an ability to enter the minds of others, and once inside to see thoughts, and even memories. You will not be able to hide your thoughts from me Misty, I suggest it would be best if you were to never even try."
"Yes Goddess." Misty replied, in awe of Valentina's power.
"Now that the formalities are out of the way, I want you to greet me properly. That means that you are to use your tongue, lips, and mouth, to gently and reverently make love to my shoes. Your purpose is twofold, the first is practical and means that you will lick, eat the filth of the city from my shoes so that they may remain forever perfect. The second is spiritual. One of the myriad of ways that you will show your devotion to me is through your worship of my shoes, utilizing your mouth, but pouring your entire being, your soul into it. Do you understand?" Valentina asked.
"Yes Goddess." Misty answered.
"Good, then begin." Valentina ordered as she lifted the sole of the first shoe to Misty's mouth.
Seconds after Misty began her worship of Valentina's shoes, the waiter returned to their table. Valentina ordered drinks and appetizer for them both; Misty remained silent, focused on her task. They would be having an appetizer of shrimp, sautéed in garlic and butter. Valentina also ordered a double vodka martini for herself and the same martini for Misty, but instead of a double it was to be one half the size of a single. She also added a bottle of water for Misty, explaining to the girl that as she had just arrived from the United States, she would be easily dehydrated if she didn't consume enough.
Quickly enough Misty had licked every inch of Valentina's shoes, the uppers and the soles. Once she knew that they were perfectly clean she moved on from that focus to one more akin to worship. As she would minister to one shoe, Valentina would use the other to touch and tease Misty's pussy. Valentina loved hearing her new pet's groans of pleasure as her foot explored that most delicate cleft.
Soon their drinks arrived. Valentina took hers in hand and savored a long swallow. She then motioned for Misty to stop her worship, and to bring her body closer.
