anything and everything for him

Artemis was silent for a moment, her face showing her clear surprise at the question: what does she want from her new god king? She thought it obvious but figured it was a test of sorts; one-shot, she thought she would pass easily enough. "I want nothing, my god king. I am whatever you desire me to be. I am the arrow that kills your foes, I am the bitch that sniffs that which you desire, and I am the pillow that you sleep upon and the symbol you defile to show everyone you are above them. In the end, my god king, I am yours, and only you can decide what that means." Artemis said, ending her little speech breathless and with a look of pure lust in her eyes that begged Condiment Wizard to take her there and then.

Condiment Wizard stared at Artemis, taken aback at what she had just told him. He had gotten used to declarations of loyalty, but it was rare for them to be this heartfelt. Usually, a new female minion gave him some version of. 'I'm your slut master,' then proceed to give him a blow job or the equivalent submissive sexual gesture. So now Condiment Wizard was thinking about how to respond to the total and complete submission of a Greek goddess.

He quickly decided the best way to respond was as a proud evil wizard. "Good whore, that you know that even as a goddess you are beneath me. Now come lick my cock like the bitch you are." Condiment Wizard said to Artemis, figuring that he had said it with the right amount of arrogance that a powerful dark wizard would have. Artemis did not wait a moment; she quickly closed the final distance and licked his cock up and down as a bitch should.

Caecelia did get back behind him and began rubbing her red cloud breast up and down his back. "Yes, Father!" Caecelia said, moaning in pleasure at hearing her father talk down to a goddess. "You are greater than all of them now; she has the right to defy you." Caecelia said every word coming with a moan of lustful submission. She slowly worked her way to Condiment Wizard's front.

"Not even your own daughter can resist pleasing you." Caecelia says with a lewd smile and puts her mouth to his balls, pleasuring them by kissing and fondling them. Condiment Wizard let out a groan of pleasure at having a red thundercloud giant and the goddess of the hunt pleasuring his cock together. It was a very empowering and pleasant experience. He did nothing but enjoy the experiment for a long moment.

Then he found his attention taken from the two beauties pleasuring his cock to the moaning happening around him. He saw in surprise that all the beautiful pale naked red heads around him were touching themselves and each other while looking at him. Clearly getting off to watching other women pleasure him, which was another ego boost.

His attention was brought back to his cock and balls by Caecelia getting very thorough with her methods of pleasuring. "No, Father, at least watch your daughter and the new bitch, please, you." Caecelia said with a sadistic grin. She snacked Artemis hard on the ass, electrocuting her with her natural red lighting as she did it. Artemis yelled in surprise at the sensation of feeling tazed and snapped on her ass at the same time.

"Bark, bitch!" Caecelia said, continuing to slap Artemis's ass cheeks. Artemis obeyed and let out bark after bark to further show how far she had fallen for her new god king. This went on for a little while until Condiment Wizard couldn't take it anymore and came. Caecelia could feel him reaching his limit and shoved Artemis's tongue away from her father's cock.

"Smile, bitch; it's time Father gives you your new sticky white collar. " Caecelia said with a smirk as the condiment wizard sent a spurt after spurt of cum covering Artemis's face and neck. Once he was done cumming and Artemis's face was covered in sticky white, Caecelia moved in. Licking her face clean but leaving her neck covered. "There now everyone can tell you're an owned bitch." Caecelia said before she swallowed the cum that filled her mouth.

Aretins didn't respond with words; instead, she continued to bark happily while shaking her ass. She quickly turned herself around and presented her pussy like a bitch on heat. Caecelia grabbed her ass cheeks firmly and stretched them out, giving Condiment Wizard better access. "Come on, Father, your new bitch should give you a litter of bitches for you to use as you see fit." Caecelia said with a happy sadistic smile towards her father.

In a place of freezing and madness far from the beautiful place Condiment Wizard has just created his servant of ice, and Fury was marching in front of the cells of different recruits. She looked over all the recruits one by one, checking on their current conditions. A few were passing the trail well enough, though the rest were failing. This angered Nora, who was frustrated, but didn't let it show on her face.

Her face being frozen for so long had caused the muscles in her face to lock up pretty hard. So most of the time she had a stiff expression of indifference on her face. Though like this time her actual emotions were far from indifferent. She had been working at this for a while but had gotten subpar results. Which shouldn't be the case, as several of her forced recruits had been tougher patients of Arkum Asylum.

Though in the end that hadn't mattered, and most failed. She gave a frosty sigh of frustration and made her way back to her lab in the freezer. She made her way over to her equipment and looked at it with rage at its lack of effectiveness and her own uselessness, as she wasn't doing any better than her equipment at completing her task.

Which in the end wasn't surprising, as she didn't have any training or education to do what she was attempting. Before she'd been frozen to avoid dying of disease; she'd been a ballerina, not a biologist. So if she got out of her current armor, she could do wonderful leaps and dances but still couldn't find a scientific way to increase her recruiting numbers. Which was rather bad considering she needed them to be able to honor her master will in any real meaningful way.

She looked at the few who were part of her ice lady army. They were scattered about the room hanging out and waiting to do what they had been turned into to do. Sadly there weren't enough of them to take Gotham and turn it into an ice sculpture dedicated to her eternal master, Condiment Wizard. It was unacceptable, but how to fix it?

"How do I solve this situation?" Nora froze, asking herself, coming up with very few options. Only two of the options had any real merit. The first was to try experimenting with ketchup and ice in the hopes of creating a better material that could transform women into ice women easier. The other is to call her ex-husband for help. She hated this idea even though it was mostly likely to succeed.

As her former husband, Victor freezes when no doubt rushes over to help her the moment he finds out she's out and active. The problem was as he had no idea she'd left him and if he found out she wanted him to help her honor the man she'd left him for he'd no doubt refuse. Then there was the possibility he would try to kiss and hold her hand at first being reunited. She'd have to kill him then and there for trying to take what belongs to her master.

So she has to stick with the other option of experimenting with ice and ketchup in the hopes of creating a better transformative material. The problem was she wasn't a biologist either, so she'd just be randomly cramming and prodding the two materials together until she got something close to what she needed for her plans. She spent hours cramming and slamming different amounts of magic ketchup and ice together.

Eventually she discovered a rather interesting combination of the two materials. By taking a massive piece of ice and putting magic ketchup into its center the ice ends up getting transformed into one big red block of ice. Nora stared at the big block of red ice truly taking it in its entirety. The more she looked at the red block of ice the more details she noticed. How the red ice seemed to throb as if it was alive and she saw what appeared to be lighting moving through the red block of ice though very slowly.

The more Nora gazed the ice the more she realized it's true importance. It was physical manifestion of her master's wraith and authority so it should be treated as such. She quickly went to one of the closets that held the equipment she needed. So after quickly grabbing some power tools and screw drivers she quickly got back to the red ice. Nora stood before the red ice studying it for while over an hour as she planned out what she was about to do. Once she was sure she had clear idea of how she was going to carve the ice she got to work.

Nora slowly and carefully as she could carved the big block of red ice into a statue of her master. Luckily the living properties of the ice meant it moved with where she was going helping her shape it into its true form. It took two hours of work but in the end she did it and Nora kneeled before the statue of her master on a throne of red ice. Upon kneeling note knew why she had failed it was because strength was meaningless.

For she had not been changed into what she was now because she was strong. No she had been frozen for well over a decade because she was too weak to live. Her master had brought her back with his strength because she was worthy to serve. It was clear to her know she didn't need to find those that were strong but those of faith and loyalty. She moved quickly gathering those who would be just likely to be worthy.

She gathered the first batch and record time. She had the weak and desperate kneel before her master's statues to be given the strength they need through his blessing. As they made their prayers and oaths lighting shot out of the red ice statue. Those who were true with their promises of devotion and loyalty changed before her eyes becoming a women of ice like she was and those that had been lieing about their faith and loyalty were turned to ash by the red lighting.

Nora kneeled before the statue once more touching herself as she whispered to herself. " Yes master I see now faith and loyalty is the way. For strength is meaningless against your might." Nora said her devotion filling the room as those women still conscious gave praise to the master and touched themselves to his greatness.