Goddess and

Amy was pleased to see from the immediate change in James' body language and the way he looked at her that his new state of mind was set. He was completely ready to worship her without question.

"James, are you grateful to be my ****?"

"Yes, Goddess Amy" James looked nervous and full of awe as he spoke "Thank you"

"Kneel"

James immediately dropped down onto his knees, his head bowed reverentially.

"James, are you my fully obedient and loyal ****?"

"Yes, Goddess Amy. I am yours to command"

"James, do you like kneeling before me?"

"I love it, Goddess Amy I live to please you"

"Do you have a place in this world, ****?"

"I exist only to serve and worship you"

"Good. Now kiss my shoes"

James began kissing Amy's shoes. Some of the audience were giggling but he didn't care.

"Enough! Now get up. Now, tell me what you are"

"I'm your ****" the naked man assured Amy as he rose to his feet.

"Is there anything else you are?"

"No. Nothing"

"That's right. Nothing. And don't you forget it. Now, get on your knees"

James knelt down again.

"Now, crawl around and beg me to allow you to kiss my shoes again. Make it really pathetic. I want you to sound completely ****. Go!"

James crawled around, grovelling.

"Please, Mistress. Please allow your humble **** to kiss your shoes. Please I know I don't deserve to but please take pity on me"

Amy walked over, stood in front of him and smiled down. She could not deny she was enjoying this particular request a lot. She slipped off her shoe.

"Suck my toes, ****!"