Deciding the best way to make the other women feel comfortable using Superman as a slave while at the same time getting him used to his new inferior position to was get them involved in humiliating him, Wonder Woman decided to make Superman worship the feet of everyone in the room. In her domination lessons on Paradise Island, she had been taught that foot worship was an extremely useful tool in subjugating a slave to your will. Being forced to worship someone’s feet was a naturally degrading act and easily established without a doubt who was in control. It was also great for raising a new mistress’ confidence and at the same time establishing submissive behavior in the slave’s mind. Diana smiled as she remembered how she had initially been skeptical about foot worship’s usefulness. However she had seen some of the most disobedient slaves tamed by this simple act. The Princess of Themyscira remembered an occasion where her mother assigned one of the more unruly prisoners a week of forced foot worship as punishment. By the time the punishment was over the prisoner was a model slave; docile, submissive and completely obedient willingly licking any Amazon’s feet at the snap of her fingers. He never gave his captors any trouble again. Right now it seemed the perfect method of getting the man of steel firmly established in his new position.

***

You jump as Wonder Woman issues you a sudden order.

“Ok slave let’s get you acquainted with each of your Mistresses feet. You’re going to smell and kiss every woman’s feet here.”

That idea didn’t sound all that appealing. All of the superheroine wore boots which probably made their feet hot and sweaty and they all lead very active lifestyles.

“Diana isn’t this going a little bit overbo-” you start but immediately get interrupted as Wonderwoman gives her lasso a hard tug pressing the sole of her boot against your face to tighten the rope around your neck.

“No backtalk…you’re going to sniff and you’re going to like it. Understand?”

Choking, You nod vigorously.

She removes her foot from your face. “ Good now get started!!”

You immediately crawl over to other superheroines prostrating yourself at their feet

The other women are impressed.

“Wow you really know how to dominate Diana” Vixen tells her.

Diana smiles “It’s a gift.” She says. “So which of you wants to go first?”

All of the women raise their hands and say “me!!”

Diana grinned at the enthusiasm. “Well aren’t you the lucky one slave…so many super-heroines eager to let you please them.” She teases. “Any one in particular you want to pamper first?”

You shake your head not daring to voice any more discontentment.

Diana laughs at your deer caught in headlights look. “No preference… In that case let’s start with…”