This choice: Once Lady Shiva's sweaty feet are free, she puts them to deadly use dominating • Go Back...Chapter #11Once Lady Shiva's sweaty feet are free, she... by: InkyWriter   Lady Shiva positioned herself near his head is she stood over him and sat down near the crown of his head after giving him a quick glance. She brought both of her sweaty feet up and clung them against his chin, gripping tightly as her hands came down to rug at Batman's face. What she appeared to be doing appeared good natured at first. She kneaded the sides of his temples with her fingers while holding his chin in place with her toes*. You appear frightened. Unusual for a man of your caliber. *Suddenly twisting his neck to the side by clamping her legs around the sides of his head and twisting her pelvis over, she squeezed tightly*. It's pathetic to say the least. Will you not offer me a challenge? Some form of retaliation?
*She pulled his chin downwards with her toes clasped around it, pulling down with a great deal of strength to force his mouth open*
*Batman couldn't help but let out a whimper when he felt Shiva's sweaty bare feet press down flexibly against his handsome face, smearing his chin with sweat. He feels the sweat sticking to his face as his eyes partially close, the leathrey sweaty stench of her feet invading his nose, making him a bit light headed. He was amazed by how soft and silky shiva's feet were considering how deadly she normally was with them. When she squeezed his head between her legs he moaned in pain struggling helplessly against her as he listened to her taunts with shame.He was about to say something when she suddenly forced his mouth down with his toes clenching flexibly around it, smearing it with their sweat as he submissivly gazed up at her*
*Lady Shiva was growing more and more impartial to his well being with each passing moment. She squeezed his head tighter in between her legs for a few seconds before letting up, her toes still clamped down on his chin she makes brief eye contact with him gazing up at her. She balls up her fist and throws an amazingly quick jab that crashes against his brow, hitting it at such an angle with her knuckle to make a cut just above it*. Do not look at me. *Releasing him finally she shifts over to the side and slams both feet down on top of his face, her heel resting on the top of his nose while her other foot had her toes pointed inwards, in contact with the opening portion of his lips. She began to roughly run her sole up and down across his face, twisting stretching and pulling the skin as she did so*. Disgusting.
*Batman cries out in pain when both her sweaty soles make hard contact with his face. He feels his nose bending easily underneath her sweaty heel, sticking to it like webbing as his mouth gets stuffed with her beautiful sweaty toes. He quickly averts his eyes submissively as the sweaty cheetoes like smell invades his nostrils with brutal force, making muffled moans vibrate from his lips. His blue eyes begin to tear from the revolting smell as it invaded his lungs and brain like a powerful drug making him strangely crave it more. A sweet sweaty sensation fills his lips as her toes invade his mouth making his lips stretch out a bit and cheeks to bulge. A light blush came to his cheeks as she abused his face, mashing his cheeks and squishing it to her hearts desire easily as if it were made of jello treating him like a rug, coating it with more of the sweat and particles of her boots making his face smell like her beautiful soles. Despite all that he was beginning to feel excitment and joy as he was treated like a little foot bitch growing more submissive with each passing second*
*She continued to knead his face in with her sole growing ever more colder. Shiva pinned his face down with her feet as she continued to stretch his face with her sole before she stopped completely in her tracks*. I certainly do hope it was worth it. *Lady Shiva smirks and stands tall over him once more stepping down on his face with her sole and a hood portion of her body feet behind it. Stepping all over him quite literally at thus point as both feet came toppling down on his large frame again doing a sort of catwalk on him. Her pride had taken over as she decided to bark more commands as she stood on top of his stomach*. Give me my boots. *Her voice like one with the wind. Shiva'a feet were remarkably warm to the touch and disgusting in every way, littered with dirt and natural foot odors that were dreadful.*
*Bruce looked up at his mistress with a newfound respect and fear in his blue eyes as she completely squished and smothered his face underneath squishing his pride along with it. Having a hard time breathing due to the excessive odor filling his nose he sniffs deeply trying to get some much needed air. At this point his handsome face was entirely covered with dirty sweat that it was almost unrecognizable being a bit disoriented and filthy covered in imprints. He moaned loudly when she stood fully over him balancing perfectly on his face, wedging it against the ground underfoot. The degrading postion was very arousing to his newly developed submissive nature which only increased with each passing second as his pride was deflated. When she walked all along his body he was suprised to barely feel any pain due to her light weight.*
*Too frightened to disobey her, he quickly reaches down and hands Shiva her boots while keeping his eyes trained to her beautiful feet in a submissive manner. He was amazed with how warm and soft her beautiful feet were despite the dirt, sweat and odor that came with it. It was both very appealing and revolting at the same time which slowly but surely bent his body and mind to her sexual prideful desires.*
*Lady Shiva takes her boots from his hands and lunges forward, forcing the inside part of her boot against his nose so he could inhale her foot aroma. The stench of her hardwork inside*. You are beginning to see how this works. *Pressing it against his muzzle roughly she made sure he'd be breathing nothing but the inside of her boot*. You might prove useful I'd you stay this obedient. *She made sure to keep her eyes focused and alert just incase she then sat down on his chest, forcing her hot boot, the inside portion of it against his muzzle with lack of remorse*. You are in many ways beneath me. *Having had her fun she withdraws it from his mouth and nose, tossing it to the side suddenly*. Is your will broken so easily? I pity you. Or maybe it's something more. Maybe I'm indulging in something you receive pleasure from. *Stan ding back up she stomps down on his nose with her sole again creating a light thud on impact.* I wonder.
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