Like a true dominatrix

"How can i possibly show my gratitude? Hmmm...?"

Only a moment ago, Leah's face was cheerful, full of gratitude and affection towards you.
But now her gaze is suddenly stern, deadly and void of emotion, her emerald green eyes have become cold and pierce your soul. Looking down on you with contempt, as if you were vermin, only fit to be crushed under her heels.

"How about... i allow you to remain in my presence and grant you the privilege of licking my boots?"

"What?"

"Not: 'What?'! But: 'Yes, Mistress!' !!!"

Before you have a chance to realize what is happening, your body is assaulted on multiple fronts and you only feel incredible pain. The hand that had lovingly pressed your own against her bosom has forcefully grabbed your wrist and is twisting it with surprising strength. At the same time her other hand, which previously had playfully squeezed your shaft, is now digging with long fingers and sharp nails deep into your balls, causing you to cry out in anguish and torment.

Not for one second did the thought or idea cross your mind, that Leah could or would use her charms, assets and powers against you, her benefactor. Blessings that you so graciously, but also so very carelessly had bestowed upon her. Against you, an all powerful being. A god. The nerve and insolence of that woman!

With the antagonizing pain and agony slowing you down, and before you have a chance to react to this insolence and blunt **** on your godhood, Leah leans in closely an whispers into your ear:
"And don't even think about using your godly powers, Jakob!"

You needed to to something, and quickly. You are a god after all. You surely could change this situation, bend it to your will? But how? You need to do something! Just what? Damn it! Your are a god!!! An all powerful being. You can do anything, can't you? Then why aren't you doing anything?

• 'An aura of sexiness and intimidation, that nobody would be able to resist'
• 'Her voice a compelling tone, that would **** anyone to obey her orders'

And then the whole magnitude and gravity of the situation strikes you. You have created a being that relishes in the pain of others, a being that could control and command anyone just with her presence and her words. You have created a monster! Leah ordered you 'to not even think about using your powers', and so you can't. Your whole essence is bound by her order, you have to obey her every word. You know that you have unlimited power, that you can alter reality to your will. But the thought of actually using this power escapes your mind. You are in fact now very much and entirely powerless.

And just as you realize this intimidating fact, the back of Leah's hand hits you in the face, causing you to cry out in pain yet again, and the impact of this unexpected blow causes you to stumble to the ground.

"That's right! This is where you belong my pet, down on the ground, crawling at my feet!"

You think, and you think quickly. If you can't use your powers, you have to rely on ordinary actions. You are still a man, you should be stronger then Leah, shouldn't you? You should be able to overpower her. With a renewed determination on your mind, you attempt to stand up, to attempt anything to change this situation, to turn it around...
...
But you can't!!!
...
You can still crawl, but every time you attempt to stand up, your body, your legs and arms just refuse to follow. You look up defiantly at Leah and can see and hear her moaning loudly, clearly aroused at your humiliation and your display of despair, as you coil and wreathe on the ground like true vermin.

"Stop struggling, Jakob. Resistance is futile!"

And just as Leah has uttered these words, your will to fight is gone completely. There is still a tiny glimpse of hope somewhere back in your mind, that this isn't right. That you have to do something. But you have a hard time holding on to that faint and distant thought. Because everything is as it should be. You are down on the ground, crawling at Leah's feet, right where you belong. This just feels right.

"Stop thinking Jacob. The only thing on your mind, the only thing that matters is my pleasure. Obey me!"

Instantly everything goes blank in your mind. Only Leah matters. To please her, to obey her.
There is just a tiny problem.
A tiny pesky thought that remains and resounds in your head.
Just one word, one question:
Why?
Why? What does that word even mean?
What is this question?
You don't know. But still the word remains and resounds in your head.
You want it to stop. You want to obey Leah. You want to think about her pleasure only. Her pleasure is everything to you, it is everything that matters.
You crawl to her feet, to her beautiful and shiny black latex boots. And you extend your tongue and start to lick her boots. Just like your Mistress had ordered.
Why? Why? Why?
The taste and feeling is foreign to you, but you continue nevertheless. You taste every inch of her boots, even her heels. You cover every inch of material with your saliva. It is the only thing that matters. You want to please her and obey her above all else.
Why? Why? Why?
The word haunts and tortures you.
Why?
It disturbs your peace, it splinters your very being, and you cannot help it but to cry out in agony: "Whyyyyyyyy?"

And Leah just laughs maniacally.

"Why? Because i can!
You eliminated all my morals, and you brought forth my darkest desires. What did you expect, silly?
That i would bend over for you in gratitude and let you fuck me?"

Another backhanded blow strikes you on the cheek, causing a cut and blood to spill over your face. The **** of the blow is enough so that you completely drop down to the ground again.
You lie flat on your back, looking up at the sexy and beautiful, but at the same time terrible and intimating Leah. The dominatrix that used to be the nice and friendly secretary that you once knew.

"Why? Because you are so pathetic Jacob. You are completely unworthy to be a god.
I on the other hand, i am perfect. Absolutely superior in every way. A true goddess. And i will take my rightful place!

Not only you will worship me. No... everybody will worship me!
The whole world will worship me: Leah, the dominatrix. Leah, the goddess of pain and pleasure!

Everybody will love me, everybody will want me.
But nobody will every have me, and everybody will fall to anguish and despair, further feeding my powers."

"I command you, Jacob: Empower me! Make me a goddess! Transfer all of your powers to me. Obey!"

Bad Ending: Leah - the dominatrix. Leah - the goddess of pain and pleasure.