Summary:
This is the second half of "A Night with Ashley." It continues right where the first part left off.
Fetishes:
Financial Domination, Tease and Denial, Bondage, Light BDSM, Goddess Worship, Humiliation, Femdom
Important
:
1) All characters depicted in the story are over 18 years old of age
2) Do not try this at home
3) Enjoy!
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"As I was telling you, my little pet," she said with a harsh expression on her face, "I will not tolerate any complaints about how much of your money I spend. You need to learn how to properly serve a goddess."
I must confess that, at that point, because of the high state of arousal in which I was being kept by that beautiful girl, combined with her dominant and bratty attitude, I felt extremely weak and eager to please her.
And even though I believe that I was not into domination of any sort--at least, not to my previous knowledge--I began to experience an urge to make her happy and go through whatever she had in store for me as "punishment."
It's also possible that my judgment had been seriously impaired by my lust for her or that she had somehow brainwashed me into becoming her little pet, as she kept calling me. But, in any event, and with each second that passed, the reality is that I felt more and more privileged to have her with me and to be allowed to submit to her.
She came back to the bed and sat in the space between my legs, which were still tied, stretching to the sides, providing her with ample room to sit in. Then, she extended one of those beautiful long legs of hers over my body and placed the platform of her elegant, shiny stiletto near my mouth. "Kiss my shoe," she instructed. The whole scene made my hard-rock dick pulsate again.
Since her shoe was open and a large portion of her foot was uncovered, I attempted to kiss her skin instead. It was instinctive; I was desperately longing to press my lips against that exquisite-looking skin of hers. However, she didn't let it happen; she quickly moved her foot away, and then, as she adopted a stern countenance, she brought her shoe back to my mouth quickly, deliberately impacting my lips with the sole. It caused me a small amount of pain. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked with a threatening tone.
I didn't respond at first, but she kicked my mouth again, this time with slightly more strength. "Answer me, slave; what are you doing? Did I order you to kiss my foot? Or my shoe?"
"Your shoe, goddess," I said submissively. "I'm sorry; I don't know why I did that."
"You're lucky you didn't get to touch my skin at all, or you'd be in serious trouble. Now, do exactly as I say. Kiss my shoe," she instructed firmly.
"Yes, goddess." I started kissing the sole of her stiletto tenderly.
"Lick it now," she commanded, and I obeyed immediately. Her pretty, shiny shoes were actually extremely clean, and since it was the closest my mouth had gotten to her body so far, I have to admit that I enjoyed the process and licked the shoe she pressed into my mouth with passion.
She then withdrew her stiletto from my reach and called attention to her legs in a teasing, provocative way. "Do you like these goddess legs?" She asked.
"I love them," I responded almost instantly. I did love them; they were the hottest pair of legs I had ever seen. The high heels and short mini skirt she was wearing made those long, smooth, shapely legs look even more irresistible.
"Would you like to kiss them?" Her hands wandered sensually through them, up to her skirt.
"Of course!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm.
"Well, you can't! You were a bad boy before, so you only get to look and lust at them." She placed one of her captivating legs near my drooling mouth. "Try to kiss it," she ordered. I did as I was told, but she gently moved her leg away before I could reach it.
"These luxurious legs are not for stingy men who complain about how much of their money I spend; do you understand?" she asked defiantly. "Don't I deserve everything I want and more?" she added, as she placed one of her legs again next to my mouth.
I could smell the sweetness of its flawless skin, which was extremely arousing. This time I didn't attempt to kiss it, though, as I knew she was going to move it away, and the action was slightly humiliating.
"You deserve everything you want," I responded. Having her like that, teasing me with her never-ending goddess legs, simply provoked in me a strong desire to please her.