It's hard to look cool in front of your underlings

Nuwa managed to bring her arm to a stop with sheer willpower, but she couldn’t pull those two fingers out of her. “Fuck..!” she swore angrily and glared at her subordinates, who both seemed extremely confused and somewhat scared. Her anger now overshadowed her shame. “What? Never seen a woman jill off before?!”

‘Ugh! I should kill that bum, shouldn’t I?’ Her wrist thrust her pointer and middle finger as far as it could back inside her depths. Nuwa was starting to get wet. The squelching sound rose in volume with each thrust. She snapped at Kiesha, “Why’d you stop?! C’mon, pull my nipples!”

Kiesha was both horrified and aroused, but people tend to follow orders when confronted with an angry superhuman, especially if those orders are exactly in line with their own desires. She got right back to work on those F cup tits while focusing most of her attention on Nuwa’s hand. The sounds of Nuwa’s masturbation were particularly obscene. She never heard such a melodious *schlik* sound, not even from her own coochie.

Ben was also staring at Nuwa’s crotch and it was getting better the longer it went on. Prior to this, there was the suit jacket and skirt to cover it, but now, the suit was flaring outward past its single button at her midriff and the skirt was riding up more and more. Both of these delightful occurrences were brought on by the blooming of her thighs. She was starting to spread her legs to give him a view!

Unable to get her mind off of how sexy that fatty was and how angry he made her, Nuwa was having trouble gathering her thoughts. The effects of all these Punishments, piled up on top of each other, had given her all these problems and a crippling degree of lust. No one ever saw someone sexy and had to fap then and there! This entire situation enraged her!

Nuwa removed her wet hand, took a glob of mixed cum which had been smeared over her cleavage by Kiesha, and brought her hand back downward. The resulting sticky smack of her slapping that old cum, which she had somehow magically kept liquified.. was loud. Not only that, it was crisp. Ben only heard that kind of crispy sound from slapping Kiesha’s ass.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ben saw Ash coming back with a pet. He muttered, “B-boss..” but Nuwa wasn’t having it.

The former Goddess shouted, “Shut the fuck up and watch!” then spread her legs the rest of the way in one go to fully expose the cum-splattered pussy she was furiously fingering. Kiesha was about to mention something similar, but she shut her mouth, wrapped her arm around Nuwa’s leg to help stabilize her, and stared at the pussy-pumping action as delightedly as her boyfriend.

Nuwa bit her lips and her eyes started to roll back. Her boobs had long since escaped her flared out suit. Fantasies of her being **** by that homeless fatty were encroaching on her mind. All her fantasies involved exhibitionism, so Ben, Kiesha, Mira, and even Aphrodite were all there too, supporting the disgusting man’s efforts to restrain her like cheerleaders. She could barely feel his tiny dick, but it was metaphorically stabbing deeply into her dignity. Branding her as a cumdump to the lowest of the low!

Ash opened the driver’s side door and Nuwa’s eyes opened wide as she felt everyone who could see into the car get a view of whatever part of her body was visible from her open-legged position. Ash’s lecherous gaze immediately joined the others in her fantasy and she came hard. Nuwa’s head was thrown backward and she grunted angrily. One spray of vaginal juices squirted outward to soak Ben’s face, the driver’s seat, and even made it as far as the windshield.

Ash, Ben, and Kiesha all stared silently in appreciation at that lovely slit while it squirted. The engorged clitoris was peeking well outside of its hood. The pink folds outside and inside, all of it was.. proper. Like a teacher going up to the board and drawing a perfect circle by hand, there was something inhuman, yet ideal, about this cunt.

Nuwa basked in the release of her tension. Thankfully, the anger seemed to fade away along with her arousal. She gently traced her finger against the outskirts of her quivering vulva. She liked to treat her vagina as a musical instrument and keep its strings tuned. It wasn’t necessary anymore at her level of study in the Dao of Sex, but it was a habit she kept up for centuries.

Before her post-orgasmic habit could end, Ash regained his wits, got in the car with Oliver, and slammed the door shut. This woke everyone else up from their daze. Nuwa yelped slightly in shame and quickly returned to a more appropriate seated position. She pulled her skirt back down and pushed her boobs back inside the white suit.

Nuwa was cringing inside, 'Please forget what just happened. Please, please, please.'

Oliver, the capybara, climbed over the divider and into the backseat. He nodded to the passengers, sat down in the middle seat, and proceeded to stare ahead blankly. Like the overgrown rodent, the rest of Nuwa's subordinates had all apparently come to a unanimous decision to mind their own business.

While Ash started on the way to the mall, Nuwa tried to appear cool and collected. She figured a good way to do that would be to start a conversation, at least to get their minds off of it, so she asked, "What's the weather like for the rest of today?"

Radio silence. No response, until Ash slammed his hands on the wheel and shouted, "What the FUCK was that?"

"..Excuse me?" Nuwa responded with surprise. She was more offended than ashamed at a reaction like this.

Ben said, "Bruh, chill. And drive."

Kiesha added, "I did not hear you use that tone with the boss lady, nuh uh."

Nuwa appreciated that two of her subordinates came to her defense, but she had her own methods. "No, go ahead Ash. I want to hear it. Do you have a problem with my behavior?"

A tense silence followed. The largest mall nearby was downtown and it wasn't far from the hotel, so they had already started pulling up into the parking garage. Ben and Kiesha were high-strung. Depending on how Ash responded, this could get messy.

Only after he rolled into a parking spot and turned the car off a minute later did he take a deep breath and say, "Why were you spreading your legs for everyone and their moms to see?"

"That's how you saw it?" Nuwa calmly responded, opened the door, stepped out, and dragged all the cummy mess inside the car with her to put it back in her cleavage storage place. She closed her eyes and said, “Get out of the car.” The others left the car, but didn’t approach her. It was just Ash and her on the driver’s side. She crossed her arms, ‘looked’ down into his face, and asked, “Who’s the boss here?”

In the view of her sexth sense, his eyes and heart glowed with mesmerizing splendor. ‘How did he come to love me so much in such a short time?’ She furrowed her brows.

“You are.” Ash said, then reached his hand out for her tits.

Nuwa waved her hand and some portions of the cum from her cleavage wrapped around Ash’s wrists, halting their forward motion. She clenched her hand and his hands snapped backwards, wrists locked behind his body like he was handcuffed. “Young man.. you’ll have to say it with a little more sincerity.”

Ash grit his teeth.

Manipulating people happened with just the right doses of punishment and reward. This was something Nuwa knew well. She pushed his back against the car with one hand, squished their bodies against each other, and brought her mouth to his ear. Just a little teasing and his indignation would fade into pleasure. In a sultry tone, she said, “I’m the boss.”

His jaw loosened involuntarily and he groaned out a “Yeah?” that brushed past Nuwa’s ear. She put her hand against his face and rubbed it tenderly. His breath was shaky and his face was intimately pressed between her cheek and hand. Nuwa could feel an intense bulge against her thigh, but thankfully, she wasn’t required to get it off. Sharply, she demanded, “Say it!”

“You’re *urng* the boss!” Ash said with a moan. Nuwa rolled her hand from his cheek over to his hair and stroked it. In an exceedingly pleased tone, she cooed, “Good boy.” She planted a soft kiss on his cheek, which caused his face to positively light up in pink fireworks and a blissful smile to surface. Nuwa masked her bitterness with a soft smile of her own. Manipulating someone who loved her was relatively tasteless in normal circumstances, but she needed everyone onboard with her program to improve her chances against the Succubi.

Her tone took a sad turn, “Earlier, your Mistress was in trouble. She was only trying to fix herself, but instead of supporting her, what did you do?”

Ash dropped his smile and said with guilt, “Sorry, Mistress.” He wasn’t entirely convinced yet. “It’s just.. I didn’t think it appropriate.”

Nuwa lowered the volume of her voice to the tiniest whisper that could still reach his ears. “I’ll let you in on a big secret. Your Mistress.. has always loved showing off her goods.” This admission brought a blush of shame to her cheeks. As a conscientious woman of the cross, Nuwa was more ashamed of this ancient vice of hers than her relatively recently acquired penchant for ****. “You wouldn’t deny your Mistress.. her dues, would you?”

“No!” Ash responded. He shuddered, partly out of arousal and partly as a struggle against his bonds. Nuwa was holding his body still. He couldn’t thrust his hips against her even if he wanted to.

Nuwa gently nodded, “That’s right!” She moved her head back, opened her eyes, and put their noses together so they could look directly into each other’s eyes. From this angle, she could see that his eyes had a subtle pink shade within them even in the visible spectrum, outside of her sexth sense. Without even using her true allure skill, he was slowly succumbing. She smiled and said, “Good boy.. you’ll be my favorite if you keep this up.”

Nuwa started to pull away from Ash, but she forgot to close her eyes. She immediately caught sight of his bulge in her panoramic vision. The compulsion of Whack-a-mole descended upon her with a vengeance. Thus, the momentary dejection that Ash felt from being teased all the way to hell and abandoned was abruptly swept away when Nuwa cupped his crotch.

Nuwa balked, ‘Damn it! I'm not supposed to get him off when he displeases me. That would set a terrible example. The only way to salvage the situation is to include Ben.’

Shifting her eyes rapidly, she said, “Kiesha and Ben, come over here. We need to do some.. team building.”

The two blacks in question were snogging quietly, swept up by the mood. But upon hearing Nuwa's invitation, they eagerly separated and came over. Their eagerness increased several times over seeing Nuwa rubbing on Ash's bulge.

"Alright. Before we head in, I'm going to teach you all a lesson - Good boys and girls get rewarded. Bad boys and girls get let down." said Nuwa, as she once again magically wrapped her hands in hosiery. It was white this time. She beckoned Ben closer and unzipped his jeans. Reaching down into his boxers, she pulled out his cock. The difference in treatment was clear. Ash wouldn't get a proper handjob, but Ben would.

Nevertheless, there was an air of incredulity from her audience and Nuwa herself thought that the logic was thin. ****, even. 'Very punny.. Damn these compulsions.' she thought. Before long, Nuwa completed the chore of finishing off Ash inside his pants and moved on to Kiesha.

Her hand snaked into Kiesha's sweatpants, accompanied by a husky gasp and two hands wrapping around the offending arm. Kiesha was clenching her teeth and struggling to stay standing from the moment Nuwa's clothed hand touched her clit. Groaning in rapture, Ben returned to smooching Kiesha while Nuwa jerked him off.

Nuwa noted that Ash was watching with jealousy on the side, but he wasn't being as immature about it as he had been earlier when she gave him a handjob at Kiesha's place. Then again, Nuwa didn't give him a choice. He was still cumbound against the car. His orgasm had been pleasurable, but short, into his pants, and not nearly as exciting as what he was missing out on.

Ben's tip was rubbing up against Kiesha's exposed midriff at Nuwa's behest. She gently stroked the shaft and fingered Kiesha at the same time. This was pretty tame stuff compared to what Nuwa was used to, but she couldn’t go too far too soon or their minds would break. She also couldn’t have real sex.. or bad things would happen. Briefly, she pondered on if she had gone a little too far with Ash earlier this morning for the secretary play, but she dismissed her concerns. There wasn’t any point to thinking about it now. She could only go forward.

Nuwa ensured that the couple gracefully orgasmed together, with Kiesha looking like she's never experienced pleasure like that in her entire life. 'Ben probably noticed that I can easily overshadow his past performance, but he's a good sport.' thought Nuwa with amusement.

"Haa.. that.. hhwas.. amazing!" Kiesha managed to say while having some difficulty breathing after pulling back from Ben’s mouth.

Ben said with a dreamy smile on his face, "Get used to it." as if he was responsible for all that pleasure. Then he realized he basically had sex in public, so he warily looked around and pushed his cock back into his boxers.

Chuckling knowingly, Nuwa stood up properly and once again closed her eyes. She turned to the side, where she sensed someone watching nearby. The peeper wasn't too noticeable with the eyes, but the obstacles vanished when Nuwa reactivated her sexth sense.

It wasn't the busy part of the parking garage, but there were a few cars that had passed. This was the only person that stuck around after having caught sight of the group partaking in dubious activities. The other cars and shoppers simply went about their business, only huffing and puffing if they caught a glimpse of what the miscreants were up to.

Nuwa crossed her arms and asked, “Having fun watching back there, lady?”