All of the above

In this line of thought you realize you are in the mood to sick the Furies on each other for your amusement and arousal. You turn to face them, all too familiar with their bodies by now, yet it doesn't diminish their beauty or value to your superior eyes.

"Artemiz get on all fours, Harriet use that new toy I gave you and ravage this bitch. Stompa restrain Lashina and make her squeal", you commanded.

The four did as they were told, Artemiz falling down on all fours like her hunting hounds, as Harriet pulled out an artificial phallus from her vagina lifted her comrades skirts to access her glistening pussy knowing she goes commando and ruts her like a bitch in heat. While Stompa forcefully tied up her field leader with her own lash whips, pulling and tugging her straps around her whole body in order to inflict pain and pleasure.

You sit there as you revel in the sight of your elite acolytes, ****/pleasure each other on your command for their pleasure, but most importantly yours. This takes you back to the time when after you deposed Darksied, you deposed Granny Goodness and had her sent to be a prisoner in her own orphanage until she sees the error of her ways or until you get bored with her, whichever comes first. Then you took considerable time reeducating the Furies to give you the same love and devotion they were trained to have for Darkseid, sure it was difficult and time consuming but it was all worth it. Now you have Barda taking over Grannies duties and the Furies know who their lord and master is and what you expect them to do for you, especially the things Darseid would never have them do, like what their doing now before you. Oh the pleasure those memories and the stimulating sight before you now has your blood pumping. In all the right places, if the bulge in your pants is any indication. You started stripping yourself of your garments, which sets off the Furies even more as they double their passionate efforts.

You start to casually rub your hard on as you watched as Stompa tightened Lashina's strap bra around her bosoms and squeezed them from the sides and the front like a juicer, alternating the angle of pressure to create various degrees of discomfort and stimulation while doing the same to her the Strap barely concealing her pussy, tugging the step to dig in to her whole making her juices spill on there floor. You plan to impregnate her soon as possible, not only to bring another loyal follower and a Kryptonian at that, but to milk her cow tits just like Stompa is doing now.

"Does this please you, my lord?", Stompa asked in glee, you can tell just how turned on she is torturing her comrade and commander like this. You can hear her heartbeat go up a notch and can even smell her ripeness from where your sitting, just as you can tell Lashina is so turned on to the point of frustration, being stimulation in pleasure and pain yet Stompa always stops before she can reach a release. Arms and legs tied by her own weapons and tortured by her own suit and helplessness as she is pleasured to the point of insanity. Oh, no wonder Lashina is one of your favorites, and Stompa is able to use her strength to bring her to sensations that only you can surpass.

Your only response to the muscled woman was a smug smirk, that's all the encouragement she needs as she continued to add a little more pressure on her tugging and pulling to where Lashina's own straps start digging in to her skin, pinching her nipples and her clit all the while.

Of course you haven't been solely focused on them, after all there is another pair of bitches across the room. Bitches is certainly an appropriate term, since by all perspectives their acting like animals in heat. Artemiz standing on all fours moaning and panting in pain and pleasure, while she is being rutted from behind by Harriet and her techno phallus that hour new chief torturor made not long after getting rid of Desad, while she helped you break in the Furies. Specially designed to shape and extend to fit the user and the subject. In Harriets case, it can extend its width to fit snuggly inside her own pussy, she can carry it with her wherever she goes, all the while you or several people you gave the privilege for can activate the vibrator function remotely. Also as demotated at the start of this orgie, she can extend its length from I side her that it seem she grew a metallic dick where her pussy should be, allowing her to fuck other women like a strap on only with far superior sensations, as Harriet is able to feel every bit of it as much as Artemiz. All the while Harriet uses her clawed hands to grope, scratch, and pinch her bresasts, nipples and clit. You can tell they must have climaxed a dozen times by now, yet still continue on account you conditioned them to stop only when you give the command to stop. A **** of bliss if you will.

Oh you can't help but be turned on by the duality. One pair of your elite servants and bedwarmers suffer under denied pleasure while the other too much plaleasure. You decide to reward them further by standing from your seat and stepped away from your desk and moved towards them. Now they were able to gaze at you in your godly glory, your divine member all the confirmation they need for them to known how pleased you are with them, spurring them on to thief breaking point.

"Aaaaah, please my lord!", Stompa pleaded in her sexual frustration. "I beg you, grant this unworthy sow the blissful blessing that only you can give, oh master, oh god of of gods!"

Lashina was a mewling, moaning mess. So frustrated she can only grunt and groan, her eyes and face her only real means of conyeing her plea to you, but you understood well enough.

Meanwhile the other two are riding on thier high so much they lost all sense of awareness except their own bodies. Not that it bothers you much, your started to get a little anxious to join in yourself but manage to control your self long enough is show whose in control as you decide on your next action.

Do you walk over to Stompa and Lashina and finally give them the release they crave while the other pair climax to near ****, or finally put the rutting pair out of thier blissful misery, further teasing the other pair? Decisions, decisions.