(The end of the chapter is not a healthy way to show intense BDSM, you have been warned)

  Aphiwe was deep asleep in the cot as I dragged my male away from the vilge so we wouldn’t be overheard. We found one stump for me to sit on as I forced him to his knees in front of me. I looked down at him from above. I could see his throat bob with nerves.

  I sat looking at my male. “So, when did you ascend? Males usually don’t manage it.”

  “I as-s-scended the first time w-we were together. When y-you were riding me I felt Hathor fill me with p-p-power. She told m-me that I would be a servant, that I w-would gain strength in s-s-surrender.” His eyes were glued to the ground and not looking at me.

  I pressed a foot against him and pressed him onto his back his body exposed to me and the moonlight. I ran my toes down his chest and stomach getting closer to his growing cock. “How do you get stronger? What gives you experience?”

  “Doing w-what you tell me, s-serving your n-needs. P-p-pleasing you in every way.” He whispered as I stroked his girth with my foot. He shuddered with pleasure as I wrapped my toes around the side of his cock and pulled it down to his base.

  “How much do you get for each time?” Could he be anything? Could I make him strong? Would that make the pups he made with Melokuhle stronger?

  “I d-d-don’t know? I don’t understand th-the numbers and w-words,” Whimpered Bongani as I gently pressed the ball of my foot against his balls. Just hard enough to make him squirm.

  I rolled my eyes, that was right. Males were not taught such things. Only how to behave and serve their betters. “How did you buy the feat?”

  “The v-voice came b-back to me. Told m-m-me I could use it-t-t to do b-better.” Bongani squirmed under my attention.

  “Scoot closer to me,” I commanded and he listened. I felt my instincts for what he wanted fill me. One food gently caressed his balls while the other stroked up the meat of his cock as I wrapped my toes the best I could over his impressive girth. He shuddered at the touch.

  I ran a food down the inner thigh of my male and up to his cock. I pressed my feet around him and stroked up and down gently. I ignored his tip so that he could truly enjoy this. Bongani’s nails dug into the dirt around him as his eyes rolled in the back of his head.

  “Why do you want to serve me?” I had a burning need to know. Was he seeking power? Shelter? What did he want?

  “B-b-because you s-s-see me.” I stilled much to his whimpering. My mind wheeled at that and I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying.

  “Everyone sees you? You’re not invisible.”

  “N-no, you s-see what I w-want. You know m-me like n-n-no one else.” His eyes looked at my feet, “L-like n-now. Y-you give m-me what I d-desire.”

  He was selfish like me, but something felt off. Like he wanted to say something else but didn’t have the words. I started to stroke him again as he moaned and let his head fall back as he throbbed even harder at my touch. I watched him as I teased his cock with my feet. I could feel him swell against my sole as he approached his release.

  I wrapped his tip in the crook next to my big toe and twisted the ball of my other foot against his testicles. He exploded spraying his own chest with his load of seed. I pumped him with my feet as his balls emptied. His chest heaved up and down as his eyes were gzed over. Sweat coated his chest with all the cum he released.

  I pulled my feet away as he recovered from the attention.

  “You have fulfilled a deep desire. 10xp”

  “I’m not done with you. You’re supposed to serve me right?” I asked as he looked at me with hooded eyes.

  “Y-yes,” Bongani let out with a sigh.

  “On your knees, You need to get my cock wet for the next part.” I watched as Bongani crawled to his knees and shakily pulled my wrap away. His eyes crossed while staring at my cock before they flicked up to me. I grabbed the back of his head and guided my cock against his lips.

  Bongani opened his lips and let me slide into his mouth as his tongue did amazing work wrapping around my thick cock. He sucked gently, hollowing out his cheeks and pulling me deeper into his mouth until I was pressed against the back of his throat. I looked up at me as I grabbed his ears and kept him there. He did not gag or fight. He accepted and pressed further into I slid into the tight confines of his throat. Soon enough I was to the hilt and he took it all. I could see his eyes water and roll back as he suffocated on my cock and looked all the happier for it.

  I pulled back just enough to let him breathe a few times before shoving myself deep again. The feeling of my girth stretching his throat was intoxicating. I pulled him back and could see the throat slop coating my cock drip onto his chin as he huffed and puffed without compint. His eyes glimmered with lust and desire. I pulled my cock free.

  “Y-y-you c-can hurt me. I w-w-want pain. U-use me. I-I’m yours, f-f-forever.” Bongani opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue as I grabbed his hair hard. The rage at my position in all this that I had been holding back filled me.

  I rammed down into his throat as my voice growled, “I was supposed to be…” I thrust again smming my hips into his face, “Warrior Queen!” I could feel some of his hair give way in my grip as I pounded his face. “Now!” I kept buried this time as more hair tore out, “I have to rule with lust! It should be POWER!”

  I ripped him from my cock and spit on his face as he looked dazed and in bliss. “Y-yes, you are p-powerful,” Bongani whimpered.

  I smacked him, rocking his head back and only because I gripped his hair did he stay up, “DID I SAY YOU COULD TALK MALE!” I smmed him back down on my throbbing immensity and fucked him mercilessly. I could hear wet sloppy gasps each time I pulled back far enough for him to breathe.

  I pulled back and threw him over the stump shoving his ass into the air. I smmed my palm down on the sweet flesh. “Now though, now I have something else!” Again I pounded my palm, welting his ass as he squealed in delight. “I figured it out tonight! Something besides fear can make people worship me. Isn’t that right?” I shook his head by his hair again commanding him to speak.

  “Y-yes,” Bongani gurgled, “T-tell me.”

  I beat his ass twice more as he cried in pleasure. I wiped slop of my cock and slicked two fingers before pushing them into his tight asshole. Spreading him as he squirmed in pain. “They can be addicted to me. I can show them what they desire.” I began fucking his ass to my knuckles preparing him for the girth of my shaft.

  Bongani couldn’t talk as he shuddered in mounting pleasure as I pushed his body to its limit. “B-b-break me,” He begged, “Use m-me.”

  “The women, they want me now. They’ll listen to me. Not from fear, they do not shy from me!” I pulled my fingers free and lined the head of my cock against his bud and shoved deep. He was still so tight that I had to force him to the base with a straining shove. He gasped in orgasmic bliss as his cock sprayed my knees with his cum.

  “M-m-my queen,” He whimpered as he shoved himself back with his feeble strength. His shuddering increased as I raked my nails across the welts I left with my palms.

  “I have to see them. Conquer them this way,” I said as I pulled back and smmed myself back to the root of my clit dick. “Just like I conquered you.” I slid back slowly dragging out his pleasure before burying myself punctuating my words. “They’ll beg me,” I said with drunken power as I lost myself to the rhythm of smming into my gaping male’s ass.

  Bongani cried out with another orgasm as he sprayed more of his worthless seed onto the ground. I grabbed his arms and wrenched them behind him pinning them together with one mighty hand. His back arched with the motion and I rubbed a different part of his insides. Bongani bucked harder.

  “Th-there! P-please!” His begging was delicious. My free hand reached forward and wrapped around his throat and cmped down. I bent him to the breaking point as his body gave way to my power.

  He gagged as I used him like a toy. I squeezed just hard enough to make him need more air but would loosen just to keep him on the edge of consciousness as I fucked him. His cock ran out of cum but still I could feel the cmping of his ass on my cock in its desperation to finish me. His shoulders strained against me. I could feel them, they wanted to give way, wanted to slip from their joints if I just pressed a little harder.

  I kept him there on the edge, riding him through the intense pain I was giving him and I could feel the waves of pleasure rolling off him. He wanted to submit more than anything. Wanted to do whatever I told him. Right now I wanted him at his breaking point.

  I felt it building deep inside me. Not just my orgasm but my acceptance that this was my new path. I wouldn’t neglect my need to fight. There would be times when my mates needed protection. I would not be a Warrior Queen. My harem would not be forced to obey.

  I would be a God Queen of pleasure. My warriors would conquer their mates not through fear but through the gifts of the flesh. I would be worshipped, those that did would be brought to their ultimate bliss by my hands. In their time of need I would be a warrior, a huntress, or a breeder. Those that wanted to carry children would have their bellies filled with seed. My hunters would be rewarded for their efforts with as many women as they wanted. My warriors would know the gifts they would be given by their mates for their conquests.

  My balls clenched as I swelled even more, stretching Bongani. His flesh was on the brink of tearing but he was perfect for me. He was my symbol. The goal I would seek to bring others to. They would submit like this. With their whole body and mind at my disposal.

  And in return I would let them see a heaven on earth.

  I erupted more than I had ever before. A flood of resolve and inner strength filled me as I saw my goal before me. I dropped Bongani before my bliss threatened to break him completely as I filled his body. I grabbed his hips and pumped with every st clench of my cock. I could feel the juices of my pussy leak down the side of my legs in a geyser of pleasure.

  I looked at my male, at my Bongani. I slid my cock out of his ass and pulled him to my chest. His throat was bruised, his ass had droplets of blood from the welts I had given him. His arms hung loosely and without strength as cum poured out of his stretched, gaping ass.

  I flooded his body with healing magic. His mind was gone though, the pleasure overwhelming his senses as he hung loosely in my arms. A smile stretched across his face with the knowledge we had brought each other to our highest peak.

  Something in me blossomed for him. I saw him now. His deep desire to feel accepted and wanted. To no longer be on the side ignored. I buried my face into the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent. Mine, forever. He was the goal, he is what people could be brought to. Ultimate submission.

  “You’ve met a lover’s truest desire for the first time. +125 xp.”