Femdom (3)
The cool, smooth sensation of toes pressing up under my chin.
"Be a dear and give it a devoted lick."
It was an absurd demand, but I already knew what would happen if I refused. The whip's scorching ache still throbbed across my shoulders and back, burning fresh even now.
Slowly, I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue, pressing it lightly against the tip of her big toe.
Lick.
".....Mmph."
I squeezed my eyes shut against the crushing humiliation of tasting another person's toes.
"Oh my, that's all you've got? Where's the devotion in barely dabbing your tongue on me?"
Scarlet's disappointed voice was followed by her toes shoving their way between my lips.
"Spread your tongue wide and lick, soaking between every toe with your drool. Cleaning your master's feet is an honor, you know."
She leaned back deep into the mattress and lowered her other leg — the one she'd been crossing — down beside my face as well.
I began moving my tongue as she commanded. From her big toe down to her heel, and along the hollowed arch of her sole. Every time my saliva slicked over her foot, the shame drained away beneath my tongue.
"Ahaha... there we go. You're learning how to use that tongue after all. It tickles, but it feels nice."
"Hmm... tell me, how do you feel right now?"
I knew it was a question meant purely to grind the humiliation in deeper, but I didn't know what else she'd do to me if I stayed silent.
What finally left my mouth was flattery so revolting I could barely stand to hear it myself.
"Th-thank you... for granting me the honor of cleaning your feet, Mistress..."
"Good boy. It's a lovely sight, watching you grow more obedient by the minute."
I kept licking to survive.
"Now. That's enough licking — give your Mistress's legs a rub."
There was no right of refusal. If I didn't want to be beaten, I had to obey every command. At least while I did as I was told, she didn't hit me — and knowing full well that this itself was training designed to break me into submission, I told myself degradation was better than violence, and rubbed her legs.
"Ah... that's nice. You look far prettier like this than when you were being defiant earlier."
She laughed, stroking my hair.
"A good boy like this deserves a reward from his Mistress, doesn't he?"
Suddenly she withdrew her feet and rose from her seat, then snatched up the chain leash hanging from my collar and yanked it hard.
With a wheezing, ugly cough, my upper body toppled forward onto the bed. Lying sprawled with my back against the mattress, I found Scarlet standing over me with her back turned.
"Lie still. I'm about to give you your reward."
'Wait, don't tell me—!'
The instant I realized what she intended and jerked my head aside in panic, Scarlet planted both hands on my torso and drove her full weight straight down onto my face.
Fwump—!
"Mmph...! Nnngh—mmph!"
The scream died before it ever left my mouth.
My nose and mouth were sealed shut, and the harder I thrashed for air, the more I felt only the pressure of supple leather instead of oxygen.
"Stop squirming like that. Do you have any idea how blessed you are, to be crushed beneath your master's ass?"
Scarlet tilted her head just slightly, glancing back at me over her shoulder with a chuckle.
The oxygen-starved edges of my vision began flashing red and black. Alarm bells blazed through my brain, and instinctively I raised both hands and tried to shove away the thighs smothering me from above.
But all I felt was a hardness my strength couldn't budge.
"Mmph, nnn...!"
"How insolent — hands off. When your master is squeezing the breath out of you, you accept it quietly."
She reached out with one hand and snagged the chain of the collar rolling on the bed. The chain pulled taut, and the leather collar cinched down on my throat once more. The weight of her ass crushed my face while the collar choked my neck, both squeezing me at the same time.
Perfect asphyxiation. Complete helplessness.
Just as I reached my limit and my thrashing went limp, Scarlet lifted her hips ever so slightly, granting my nostrils a single miserable thread of air.
"Haah—! Kgh, kuhh!"
Gulping at that one thin stream, I heaved ragged breaths like a fish hauled out of water.
"See? Even breathing is impossible without my permission."
I shuddered violently, convulsing through my limbs as I gasped. My vision strobed blinding white, and the tears pooled at the corners of my eyes slid down my cheeks.
"Now. Had enough of a rest?"
She'd allowed me barely a minute before seating herself on my face again. On top of me, she ground her ass against my face, savoring the way I writhed in agony.
"Mmph! Nngh—mmph!"
"Haah... this is the best part of sitting on you like this. It's like carving my place into you."
Scarlet ran her hands down my torso. I hadn't realized that being touched while I couldn't see would be such a shock to my senses.
Separate from the agony of suffocation, having my body stimulated beneath a woman's ass sent blood rushing to my lower half. The crotch of my pants swelled and rose stiffly upward.
'No — please.... I've lost my mind? In this situation....!'
Gritting my teeth against the self-loathing, I curled up to hide it, but Scarlet's eyes were faster.
"Ha."
A short sneer froze the air of the bedroom solid.
"Drooling all over yourself because you couldn't breathe... and down below, you've gone into heat just from sniffing your master's ass?"
The tip of her finger gave the straining tent of my pants a light tap. I crossed my legs trying to conceal it, but she only smirked and pressed her palm flat against my crotch, drawing slow circles.
"You're begging with your mouth for me to spare you... yet your body is begging for its Mistress's domination, perfectly, completely."
"Honestly, you're a hopeless, depraved piece of garbage."
"N-no, I'm not...."
"Don't make excuses. Your body wants its master's control, honest as anything — you lecherous little beast."
Scarlet lifted herself slightly off the mattress, and then — leaving only her cape on — began shedding the rest of her clothes. The leather top that had hugged her shoulders dropped to the floor beneath the bed, and the laces at the sides of her shorts came undone, sliding down along her hips and the lines of her legs. Then she grabbed my trouser buckle and ripped it open.
The look in her eyes as she stared down at my exposed cock was nothing short of a predator's.
"Haah... look at you, veins bulging stiff all the way up."
Scarlet tapped the very tip of the head with one sharp nail.
"Nnh....!"
"Don't move. Refuse your master's reward and I'll kill you slowly, cruelly."
She slowly lowered her head, bringing her face right down above my groin. As her hot breath rippled along my rigid length, a bead of clear fluid welled up from the tip.
"Already drooling all over yourself... I can't just stand here and watch."
Scarlet opened her mouth without hesitation. The tip of her wet tongue traced a lazy lick up my slit, and then she swallowed me whole in one gulp.
"Nnngghh...! Shlrrp, schlop... shluurrp...!"
I felt the searing tangle of her saliva and the slick membrane of her narrow throat. Bent sharply at the waist, cheeks hollowed deep, Scarlet swallowed past the head until it pushed against her tonsils.
"...Schlp, shclurp... glck, shhoooop...."
The thick saliva pooling in her mouth overflowed, and the sound of it running down over my skin echoed vulgarly through the room.
With a suction like a vacuum, she gripped the inside of my thighs hard enough to leave nail marks, and looked up at me — chin tilted back, eyes raised.
"Mmh..... slurp! Schlk, shhooooop..... haah."
Conquest and contempt swirling in her red eyes, and rough breaths bursting out between lips slicked with drool.
That mocking smile, drinking me in, made my heart pound like a hammer. My lower abdomen pulled taut until it felt like tearing, and the edge was upon me.
"Haah—! Nngh....."
My hips, beyond my control, bucked on their own as climax surged up to my throat.
Pop—!
"...."
Along with the wet, lewd pop that rang by my ear, the heat wrapped around my cock vanished in an instant.
Scarlet's lips spat out the head of my cock with cruel timing, and the long strand of drool connecting us snapped futilely in midair.
The sudden severance of sensation made my lower half convulse in agony, having been wound up to the very brink of release.
"Nn, nnh... khh.....!"
Scarlet stood and looked down at me.
"Who said you could get so desperate to come, you insolent dog?"
Scarlet wiped her lips with the back of her hand, then slapped my cheek with a sharp crack.
"Agh...!"
"Your master never gave you permission, and you dared try to spill inside my mouth? You don't forget your place chasing your own pleasure."
Thwip.
Her spit landed on my face.
"Do only what your Mistress tells you to. Don't enjoy yourself on your own like you're above your station."
"I'm... sorry....."
"Tch. Now I'm in a foul mood, you worthless piece of trash."
"Your Mistress is upset because of your vulgar little act just now. So what do you suppose you should do about it?"
"I'm sorry... please forgiv—"
Slap—
"Wrong. Try again."
"I'll never do it again, I swear—"
Slap—
"Wrong. Try again."
After getting it wrong several more times, my cheeks were struck past the point of stinging, until they went entirely numb.
"Haah... you idiot. If you want forgiveness, don't just beg for it — think of how to satisfy your Mistress's wounded mood."
"Enough. We'll just teach your body instead."
Scarlet sat down over my groin, fitting the head of my cock precisely against her pussy and grinding against it.
"From now on, your Mistress is going to teach your body all over again. So don't forget a word of it."
"The first lesson is expressing your gratitude to your Mistress."
"Now. Offer your thanks to the Mistress who's about to devour you."
"...Th... thank you... for taking me in....."
"Good boy. Then.... itadakimasu."
