Worship

Her sole was soft and warm against his face. Drumdra quickly started licking and kissing her sole with all the fake enthusiasm he could wring from his repulsion. He sucked her toes and worshipped her feet for what felt like hours. "Good boy~", "What a proud slave~", "Don't you love your new place?", her constant humiliating comments stung. Eventually she pulled her feet back slightly only to then rub them all over his face, covering it in his saliva. "Even I am surprised by how well my plan worked.", Sheyla mused, "You know, I can feel an increase in my power just from that littel session.". Normally this would have worried Drumdra, but it actually was the final confirmation that his plan could work.

She pressed one of her slick soles down on his cock, which had stood at attention for a while, "I have craved this for centuries, slave. Now that I broke you I can finally claim it without risk.". By snapping her fingers while slowly stroking him with her feet, she created a large heart shaped bed. "Crawl over there and lie on your back.", she ordered and Drumdra complied, squishing his arms under him. Sheyla commanded the chains to tie him into a spreadeagle positon and then stood over him. "You are nothing but a fuck-rod to me slave. I do allow you to enjoy this as a form of worshipping me, but don't you dare cum.", with these words, she lowered herself until she was kneeling over his manhood. She pressed his tip against her already wet entrance and rubbed it up and down. After gathering her resolve, she slid him inside her. She closed her eyes and a deep moan escaped her. Drumdra almost smiled, he had been right, the Goddess was a virgin.

Though she was committed, Sheyla only managed to take about five of his ten inches. She struggled and moaned, but was incapable of impaling herself fully. She had been panting and wiggling for about ten minutes when Drumdra finally said something. "May I help you feel even better, Goddess?", he asked as innocently as possible. She looked at him and blushed, it almost looked like she had forgotten he was even there. The eyecontact was immediately severed by her, almost as if she was embarassed, "It is not a slaves place to correct his Goddess.", she mumbled. "Of course not, I am only asking you to allow me to worship you properly.", he knew this was the right angle and began lightly thrusting into her from below. "Hnnnng~", she was biting her lips as he pushed the sixth and seventh inch of his length inside her, "Okay, just... remember your place slave.". She sounded much less confident than before. "Always, Goddess!", Drumdra proclaimed, 'Never you cunt!', he quietly thought.