"I was kind of hoping to be on top."

"Well, you may certainly try!" You shoot her a dirty look, after all, she did tell you that it was up to you. "I told you you'd get to pick; not that I'd make it easy on you. Come make me submit if you want it like that so badly." You internally sigh, why can't this ever just be easy? you think, briefly forgetting that she has the ability to forecast what you think - you say briefly, because she reminds you of it near-instantly: "If it were easy, it wouldn't be as enjoyable, would it? Now are you gonna try to fuck me or just stand there?"

The only question now is, how to actually do it. She's stronger than you, can forecast the future, and is much more experienced in bed than you. Hmm, if only . . . you see a pearl necklace on her neck. Perhaps that's the key, you think. You run over and leap up, seeming to grasp for the necklace, and she is alarmed enough that she ignores defense in favor of clutching her necklace with both hands. Perfect, you think as your leg suddenly goes low, sweeping her off her feet as she falls face first into the pool. You playfully reach your hand towards the water, offering a helping hand to get up. She takes it, saying, "you know you didn't have to resort to trickery to get one up on me." "Mm, yes, but then I wouldn't be able to -" she reaches a standing position as your head moves towards hers, pressing your lips against her own. You feel a rather rapid mood shift as she quickly shifts from annoyed to aroused, apparently not expecting the sudden change in outcome.

You release her lips after several seconds, then whispering in her ear, "yes, but then I wouldn't be able to make you do that, now would I have." Well, you can officially add causing a goddess to blush to your list of achievements, for you think not that her cheeks come become more red. Taking advantage of her newfound bashful state, you kiss her again, pressing your thumb against her clit and gently rubbing against it, causing her to moan into your mouth. Wow, you didn't expect power over a goddess to feel so . . . intoxicating. You gently insert your index finger into her passage, pushing around inside as you feel her juices on your finger. Wishing to get a better angle you gently push her to the ground with your other arm, causing you to be hovering over top her as you bring your face back together with hers, your tongue entering her mouth.

"How does it feel, to have your divineness reduced to a dripping obedient servant before a mere mortal?" you ask. Seems you were wrong previously - her cheeks apparently could have been redder. She attempts to answer, but you simply close her mouth with yours, sealing it with a kiss. Your tongues entwine, her being brought rather meek compared to previously as you now enter a second finger into her passage, beginning to get slightly bolder with your thumb as it swirls around her clit, her moans becoming more frequent as you do so. Your other hand, free now that she lies on the ground, goes to her breast, gently massaging it and pressing against her nipple. In all the excitement, you only now realize that you've gotten quite wet. Well, there's a cost to everything you suppose. Nevertheless, you press on, focused wholly into turning her into a mewling mess before you. And eventually, somehow, after making her cum her brains out for what seems the twentieth time, she ends up passing out, having thanked her newfound mistress for each and every orgasm. You fall asleep on her chest, having thoroughly enjoyed yourself.