Next, the horny vixen pulled open the top of the box. For a few seconds, Clyde felt the sting of brightness in his tiny eyes. Nevertheless, he finally focused and his vision displayed the face of an attractive woman staring down at him. Before he could react, she reached her hand downward and circled her thumb and fingers about the little creature. Next, he was raised up and out of the cardboard prison and presented before the face of Ms. Hamilton. Assertively, she said, " Let’s get the facts straight: I’m the boss here; whatever I say goes. Further, you’re to address me as Goddess Hamilton; you exist for me only; is that clear?"

The little one looked straight into the green depth of her eyes and answered, " Yes Goddess Hamilton: I shall always obey you."

"Good", she replied.

The goddess placed the male upon the floor and slipped out of one of her glorious shoes. As Clyde looked on, he noticed her stockings. She presented her toes to him and ordered, " Start kissing and show me what a slave can do." Once again, as with Octavia, our fetish bug was groveling at the feet of a superior female. He moved to her big toe and started to kiss. The little man started at the patch of skin under her stocking right next to the toe nail. He kissed and kissed until it became a love affair. Moreover, his little rod was expanding to full length and dripping some love potion. In addition, the smell of her feet after having her shoes on for an extended period of time added an extra dimension of humility to his task. Nonetheless, the odor was magnificent; he couldn’t get enough of it.

Completing with her large toe, he progressed to the other ones. With no less devotion, he gave them all the respect and homage that the sexy feet of a woman deserves. Finally, when he finished, she said, " Crawl over to my shoe and worship it." Clyde remained on all fours and ventured over to her detached pump. When he arrived, he gazed at its glory and finally started to kiss its side. As with her feet, he worshipped, respected, and honored the holy entity before him. Six minutes later, Ms. Hamilton ordered, " Go inside and jack off." Consequently, the helpless and humble one raised himself over the side and let his body fall in. He got up and took a deep breath. Indeed, he was in heaven. Female foot oder, aside for the smell of cunt, is the most beautiful thing in the world! As he breathed in and out, he lowered his hand to his stick and began to masturbate. Little nothing played with himself until he came. Further, Goddess Hamilton stood there and watched the spectacle below her.

His orgasm complete, she reached down for him and placed him upon one of the dining room table’s chairs. Clyde then began to beg, " Oh Goddess Hamilton, with all do respect, please let me kiss your ass, please, please, oh please!"

The lady said in reply, " Octavia mentioned that you’re a good ass kisser, let’s see if she’s right." Ms. Hamilton smiled and removed her blouse. Next, the beauty unclipped her bra and let her tits pop forth. Clyde stared upward at her nipples and was amazed at their size and perfection. Afterward, our lady dropped her slacks and stepped over them. Finally, she pulled off her panties, turned around, lowered herself a foot by bending her knees, and then presented her ass to the eager pleasure. With no time to waste, he placed his tiny lips to her smooth and warm skin and progressed with the job. The woman looked back with a turn of the head while keeping the palm of each hand upon her knees. She laughed and stated, " My, my, just look at you, you really know your place; keep kissing ; you make me feel supreme and omnipotent." Indeed, the sociopath was taking it all in, the longer he sucked up to her, the brighter her ego glowed.

His new mistress eventually had enough. She stood up straight, turned around and spoke, " I’ll be back in a few moments." The majestic female rotated and ventured elsewhere in the elegant abode. As the woman moved away, Clyde looked on and continued to admire her backside. Further, she only had her stockings on; the nylons gave her an air of mystery which she would exploit to the full upon her return. In patient reverence, our little penis awaited the return of the goddess. Naturally, he stood upon the chair in expectation.

The said moments coming to a close, Ms. Hamilton returned to the dining room. Clyde was totally transfixed by the image before him. The glorious one had dressed herself in a dominatrix outfit. Before him stood a woman in the same style of boots that Mistress Octavia had worn. However, about her elegant waist was a simple black leather corset that covered nothing save her stomach. And last but not least, she wore a pair of black leather gloves running up to and above her elbows.

Next, dominant mystique grabbed the male and placed him on the floor. Upon straightening himself up, she grinned wickedly down at him and said, " Slave, I’m the power; I’m everything; it’s through me that all reality has meaning!" Her words were those of self infatuation, the revelation of an egomaniac with sadistic proclivities. Then, she reached for her genital area and slid her middle finger up the cavity. Consequently, moans of delight emanated with her breath as the lady continued playing with herself. "Oh yes, oh yea, me, me, me!" Meanwhile, Clyde bent his head back and looked up to the goddess. Moreover, his tiny brain agreed with all of her verbal reverberations. He just stood there, as the devoted stand before the holy alter of faith, and let her words sink to the darkest recesses of his fetish mind. Masochism was now at its pleasurable height. In addition, he now felt smaller than he had ever felt before in his life.

Afterward, the superior one finished with her eulogy of self adoration as an orgasmic burst placed her on top of the world. However, with reality slowly descending back to its place, she looked down at Clyde and smiled. The lady placed both of her hands upon her hips and spread her beautiful sexy legs apart. With the little man staring up at her cunt, she moved forward eight inches until her slit was directly above his tiny frame. Next, words came from her noble lips, " You little piece of garbage, you’re nothing and I’m all." Her words spoke an everlasting truth, for six seconds later she gave him a golden shower. As a result, her piss fell straight down and hit him upon the head. Soon his entire body was engulfed by her fluid. The woman pissed and pissed on him and her surrounding dining room carpet. Finally, her bladder was relieved. She made a sigh and laughed down at him saying, " So piss ant, wasn’t that great?" Before he could say anything, she continued, " Oh yea, little male, I think it was; however, who’s going to clean up the carpet?" Clyde just continued to gaze upward as a helpless fool when she added, " You’re the slave, not me." The lady turned around and went into another room. Two and a half minutes later, Ms. Hamilton returned with a pail of soap water together with a sponge. Next, she broke the rectangular object into a number of pieces and threw them down at him. Then, the dominant goddess raised the pail and dumped some of its contents upon the carpet over her piss. Lady Hamilton gave the command, " Start cleaning; scrub that carpet with those pieces and don’t stop until I’m satisfied with the job you’ve done."

Slave boy picked up a sponge section and began. Further, he scrubbed and toiled for hours, replacing one sponge part with another. Finally, her ladyship was content, and all the piss smell was removed from the area. Then, he heard her voice, " Work; that’s right; you didn’t think for a minute that you’ll just sit around because you’re small; from now on, you’re going to labor away in this place."

After her revelation of toil, the new mistress gathered the pieces and dropped them into the pail. She bent over and raised Clyde up off the carpet With Clyde in one hand and the pail in the other, our queen and empress proceeded to the bathroom. She walked in and put the little being on the floor next to the toilet. While lowering the pail to the tile, her voice boomed down at him, " Here, take another sponge bit and start with the toilet; I want this place spotless; is that clear?"

Respectfully, Clyde looked up to the towering dominatrix and answered, " Yes Goddess Hamilton."

And so it came to pass. When she didn’t use him for sex, femme fatale used her pet for the lowest of cleanup jobs in her spectacular home. Clyde became accustomed to his new life. Furthermore, in the evenings when she was all through for the day, the goddess placed him in a bird cage and covered it before her greatness turned in for the night. In fact, his life was reduced to insignificance exactly the way he wanted it. Forevermore, he would obey and service Ms. Hamilton. She was the domination and the glory!


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