Goddess of the Night


She had spent the night hypnotising him with the way her body melted into the
rhythm of the music as they danced across the floor. She wore a long black
silk dress that accentuated her very curvaceous womanly figure. It had a slit
up one side, that allowed her long legs to extend easily with every kick and
turn they made. The Latin club was busy tonight, as always, but he didn't
notice anyone apart from her. He couldn't wait to be alone with her later, but 
for now he was in control around the dance floor. That would soon change. 

It was about midnight when they emerged from the club into the alley. She turned 
to him and without warning, pushed him up against the wall by his throat. She 
pushed her body against his and, at the same time with her left hand she grabbed 
his rock hard cock and slowly licked his face. Then she whispered, "You're mine 
now, bitch" With her hand still grabbing his throat and the other on his cock she 
passionately kissed him and could feel him growing in her hand. As she finished 
kissing him she bit his bottom lip. "Like that do you? Well, if you want more you 
know what you have to do." As she said this she released her grip and walked away. 
Like a puppy he followed. 

When they arrived at her hotel room, she handed him the key and told him to open
the door. They entered the room; she slammed the door behind them and pointed
to the floor. "KNEEL AND WAIT." 

As he knelt on the floor she walked towards the bathroom and he could smell her 
perfume which aroused him even further. She wasn't gone long. When she emerged 
from the bathroom she was dressed in a short silk and lace negligee under a leather 
jacket, and wore black knee high stiletto boots. Whatever he was thinking while 
she was gone could not prepare him for the vision now standing in front of him. 
"WOW. My goddess!" he thought. 

She walked over to where he was kneeling and stood in front of him with her hands 
on her hips and her legs slightly apart. He looked up at her from his place on his 
knees, from her feet up her amazingly toned legs to her super sexy body, then up 
into her dazzling blue eyes. He couldn't believe the vision that stood before him 
and, before he knew what he was doing, he reached out and ran his hand up her 
silky smooth leg. 

Immediately she put a stop to that by knocking his hand away followed by a 
powerful front kick to the chest that knocked him onto his back. As he lay on the 
floor she moved her foot from his chest to his throat and said, "Did I give you 
permission to touch?" Pressing a little harder: "Did I? Beg for my forgiveness. 
You don't ever touch until you have earned it. Do I make myself clear"

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me, Miss Chloe." He could tell from the look on her face 
that she would make him pay for his forwardness. Chloe said nothing as she 
removed her foot from his throat, turned and made her way to the sofa. She sat 
down and stretched out her legs in front of her. With her eyes closed and pointing 
to her boots she said, "Now lick my boots. I want you to clean every inch of them." 

He said nothing for he knew what was expected of him, although he expected a 
harsher punishment for his behavior. He knelt at his Goddess's feet and began to 
clean her boots with his tongue, starting with the soles. 

It had been about fifteen minutes before Chloe spoke. "I'm thirsty and it's too
quiet." 

He stood up, went over to the bar in the corner of the room, poured his goddess her 
favourite drink of Baileys on the rocks and turned on the CD player. As he made his 
way back across the room she said, "Back on your knees; we are FAR from done 
yet you worthless piece of shit." She took the glass from him. "Remove my boots 
and clean my weapons with that worthless tongue of yours."

Chloe loved every part of her body, especially her legs and feet. Everyone that
knew Chloe knows her as an incredible dancer, but few people knew her hidden
secret. The secret that she had also trained as a black belt and spent years, turning 
her feet into the ultimate weapons of destruction. To men she was the ultimate 
picture of feminine beauty, power, and desire. But, if they were lucky enough to be 
in her company they knew they would be under her complete command. And 
tonight's victim was no different. She was going to humiliate him for his behavior. 

"You made a big mistake when you couldn't keep your hands to yourself and now
you need to be punished. Clean the soles my feet, every inch of them." 

Tonight had started at the Latin club and she had danced barefooted most of the 
night, which meant that her weapons were now in need of the undivided attention of 
his tongue, and he was going to taste the very ground she had danced on that very
evening. She needed to teach him a lesson that he would only be allowed to touch 
her when she said. He knew he had over stepped the line and he dare not refuse her 
for fear she would find someone else to please her. 

He removed her boots. Chloe might have small feet but there was nothing small
about the damage and pain she could inflict with them, as well as her legs. He
took each of her feet in turn. As he started to clean them with his tongue he
thought about how innocent her legs and feet looked, but knew he wouldn't stand a
chance if she decided to use them against him. With a menacing smile she said, 
"Worship my feet as the weapons they are, Slave, and be grateful that I haven't used 
them against that sorry ass face of yours. Thank me for my mercy."

"Thank you my queen and goddess. I am your slave do with me what you will." he
said licking her feet. 

"Say it like you mean it bitch, or I will punish you further and it won't be pretty. 
I want you to lick my weapons with your tongue with long lingering strokes." He 
repeated what he had said and, as he said it, Chloe could feel herself getting turned 
on by the power she had over her slave. As he knelt in front of her cleaning her 
weapons she closed her eyes and lay her head back against the sofa. As the 
adrenaline rushed through her body she bit her bottom lip and dug her nails into the
sofa. The kind of power she had over her slave right now was such a turn on for
her, and she knew that it would only increase with intensity as the evening
progressed which excited her even more. 

"Don't forget my toes. Open your mouth," she said pushing her weapons into his 
mouth. "Now suck them." 

She LET him clean her weapons for about an hour until he had licked them
completely clean. Pulling her foot away from him she stood up with her legs
either side of him. 
"That's enough of that; you're enjoying it too much." She grabbed her slave by his 
hair and pulled his head back so he could look up at her from his knees as she 
straddled him. Lowering her face close enough for him to feel her breath on his face 
she stopped close to his lips and paused. "You're mine," she said in a soft slow 
whisper, "You don't get to do or say anything until I say you can, do you 
understand?" 

Before he had chance to answer she stood up and slapped him across the face with 
the back of her hand. "Do you understand?" she said again, this time with more 
power in her voice. 

"Yes, my Goddess; I am your slave," he said. Letting go of his hair Chloe turned 
as if to walk away. But then without warning, she spun around with a powerful 
roundhouse kick to his upper torso that sent him flying face-down to the floor. 

Without giving her slave time to roll over, Chloe sat on the floor close to him in 
a half box split. Sliding one leg under his neck, she pulled his head up to rest on 
her thigh, then closed her other leg round his neck to form a figure four. He was so 
close that he could feel how turned on his goddess was, getting by the feel of her 
warm, wet pussy on his neck. She wrapped her long, toned and incredibly strong 
legs around his neck, like a python about to kill its prey. Without putting any 
pressure on his neck she pulled him close to her pussy, which at this very point was 
tingling with ecstasy. At the same time she slowly ran her right hand up and down 
the full length of her lethal weapons. 

"I don't think you realise the full extent of what you have wrapped round you right 
now. These beauties could crush you like a bug and there is nothing that you could 
do if that is what I want." She extended your legs out in front of her, locked her 
feet together and squeezed her ass and thighs together. "I have you right where I 
want you. You belong to me." 

Her slave grabbed onto her weapons and squirmed around trying to loosen his 
goddess's grip. He tapped at the floor hoping she would release her grip but he 
knew he was completely at her mercy. They grappled around for a while but Chloe 
wasn't going to show mercy just yet; she enjoyed the excitement that ran through 
her body like electricity, arousing her even more. She finally released her grip, 
uncurled herself from her slave, rolled him over onto his back, sat on his back, 
and tied his hands together with the silk belt from her negligee. 

As she got up from the floor Chloe removed her leather jacket and threw it at her 
slave's face as he sat up. "Get up you worthless worm. Follow me," she ordered. 
She grabbed one of the chairs from the bar in the corner and dragged it into the 
bedroom. 

He obeyed and, with his hands still tied behind his back, he got up and followed her 
into the bedroom. As he entered the room Chloe looked at him and slammed the 
chair down at the foot of the bed. "SIT" she ordered. As he sat down Chloe pulled 
his head back again by his hair so it hit the back of the chair. She bent down into 
a deep second position and bit his right ear, then whispered: "Play time." She stood 
in front of her slave, biting her bottom lip she slowly took off her negligee over 
her head to reveal a low-back crotchless lace bodysuit, then threw the negligee to 
the side of the room. Running her hands over her curvaceous body she said with a smile 
"You only get to watch. You're not man enough to handle this power of mine. "

Chloe turned her back on her slave and seductively crawled onto the bed in front
of him showing him her perfectly-formed booty. He was powerless, tied to the
chair, and could only watch as this amazingly powerful temptress lay on the bed
touching herself. Lying on the bed with her eyes closed, one leg bent and the other 
straight out to the side, Chloe slowly moved one hand down her body toward her 
pussy that, by this point, was soaking wet. She played with her clit, slowly at first, 
and moaned in ecstasy. The more she touched herself the faster she got and the 
louder her moans were. 

What she had planned next would completely humiliate her slave and show him 
who was in charge; she would take pleasure in every minute. Still playing with her
pussy she reached toward the bedside table with her free hand, opened the top
drawer and pulled out her favourite toy. It was a big vibrating cock. Before she
turned it on she put it to her mouth and started to lick the top of it slowly. As she 
did this she could hear her slave's breathing get louder and deeper. She turned her 
head to face him and, looking him in the eyes with a smirk on her face, she opened 
her mouth and put the cock in it. She didn't take her eyes off her slave as she 
continued to push and pull the cock in and out of her mouth. When she had made it 
wet enough Chloe took it out of her mouth. Still looking into her slave's eyes, she 
inserted it into her very wet, hot, tight pussy. As she did so she exhaled with an 
even louder moan: "FUCK ME, that feels so amazing. "

Time seemed to lose all relevance as Chloe lay on the bed torturing her slave. 
"FUCK, this cock is huge and hits all the right places. Much better than your
poor excuse of a dick." Licking her lips she said, "Beg me to let you clean my
gorgeous pussy after I've cum all over this huge cock, you worthless worm." 

It took him a second to take in what she had said to him because he was so
hypnotized by the image in front of him. "I SAID BEG!" she shouted, which 
snapped him out of it. She knew how powerful she was right now and how weak he 
was, which turned her on enormously. "Would you like to taste me? Of course you 
do. Beg me to let you have the privilege of cleaning me." Chloe loved talking
dirty while pleasuring herself as she found it so erotic. 

"Please, my beautiful Goddess; let me serve you in all ways. I am yours." Before 
he could finish what he was saying Chloe let a loud moan. Just then, she climaxed 
hard. The intense orgasm rushed through her entire body making her quiver with 
delight. 

She beckoned for her slave to kneel in front of her at the foot of the bed. "Now 
clean me," she commanded. He knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed with his 
hands still tied behind his back as Chloe moved down the bed. She grabbed his head 
and pushed it into her soaking wet pussy as she gyrated her hips into his face. 

"Does it taste good? DEEPER; EAT IT! You are a lucky bastard. Fucking eat me 
slave." He was so desperate to taste his goddess's juices, he pushed his tongue deep 
into her and lapped every last drop until she eventually she released her grip on his 
head and pushed him away. 

"You enjoyed that didn't you? Watching a superior woman pleasure herself," she
said with a smile on her face. "Do you think you deserve a reward?" 

He looked at her wondering if it was a trick question but didn't dare answer until 
he was asked to. "Now, I think you have learned your lesson about not touching before 
you're told to. You are going to see exactly why I am such a goddess and why you 
are so lucky to be my slave," she said as she untied the silk belt from his wrists. 
"Strip, and go sit back on the chair." He did as she commanded. 

Chloe got up off the bed still wearing the lace bodysuit, and walked over to where 
her slave was sitting. She pushed open his legs and knelt on the floor between them. 
Chloe grabbed hold of his rock hard cock, looked up into his eyes and said, "Keep 
your eyes on me." 

She started to suck his cock and transported him to a place he had never been 
before. She slowly licked the top of his knob circling, down the length of his shaft 
and back up. She took the whole of his cock deep into her mouth and could feel him 
fully erect and throbbing ready to explode, but she had other plans. 

She stood up and straddled the slave on the chair. Tossing her hair to one side she 
lent in to kiss his neck. "Enjoyed that did you?" she said softly. She carried on 
kissing his neck, up to his ear and onto his face. Then without warning she grabbed 
him by the throat and, with her face close to his lips, she bit his bottom lip roughly. 
"Now that's enough for you, my slave. Get dressed and get out," she said as she 
released her grip and stood up. 

As Chloe walked out of the bedroom she kicked his clothes off the floor up into her 
slaves face. "And be quick about it." She walked into the living room closely 
followed by her slave putting his shirt on. Chloe walked over to the front door and 
opening the door said, "Night." The slave left and she slammed the door.