You gulped, fervently switching between gazing up at each goddess, sweating bullets as your mind tried to decide on which one you should run to. The decision was tearing you apart, truly it was. Run to the safety of your goddess wife and possibly lessen your punishment from her, or run to Rouge and soothe the woman who had almost all of the power in this situation?
Your eyes met Sarah's momentarily as you gazed up at her, and you could see the hint of malice in them. You sighed and mouthed up the words to her. "I'm sorry, Goddess Sarah..."
With that, you turned back around and ran towards Rouge's purple-clad form seated oh so neatly in the chair, smirking as she watched your tiny form scurry back towards her, Sarah watching with as much intent, her face nearly red with anger. As you approached walls of her boots, Rouge let out a snicker as she looked back up towards Sarah.
"Sorry dear, but I'm to know where little Luke's loyalties lie." She smirked. "I'd be happy to take him off your hands from you. A unloyal bug is worthless to you now, but worth plenty to me. I could pay you a fine penny for him."
Wait...what?! You were only planning on finishing your lick job of the bottom of Rouge's boot to satisfy her so that you could get back to Sarah as quickly as possible. You looked across the long distance to your wife, her cold glare never leaving you. You shuddered from under it, never having felt such hate radiate off of a person before now. You truly felt sorry, and wanted to make it up to her, but telling by the way the situation was going, you could not reason with your goddess.
"..." Sarah paused as she contemplated Rouge's words. "...What are you offering?" She asked, making your jaw drop. You had always been loyal up to this point, and had always wanted to strive for and please her to the best of your abilities. This was only a slight mistake, one you regretted. Didn't she at least love you? You had thought she held a tiny bit of compassion for her little slave, as you loved and worshiped her, as well as your goddess-daughters. You gulped, knowing this would not end well.
"More than enough money to make up for the fact that this little ant betrayed you." Rouge's words flowed smoothly together in that deep, lustful tone of hers. She was a smooth dealer no doubt, and you could only imagine how business deals went with her. She could probably get even the most stingiest of businessmen to part with their cash to her gladly.
"Anything else?" Sarah began to tap her foot, creating light booms even felt by you from this distance away.
"I'll stop dropping by for visits." Rouge smirked knowingly. The only reason she ever came was for you, and now that she almost had you in her possession, why waste her time gracing this little hovel with her presence anymore?
"Deal. The insect is yours." Sarah replied coldly, arms crossed. "I want you and it out of my house now." She demanded.
Ouch...she called you an 'it'. It was always slave, or bug, but never it. That stung deep, and you paled at the fact that...Rouge now owned you, the horror settling upon you with a wretched and heavy weight. The she-devil laughed, boot sole still hovering over you. "Oh, we will leave, but right after he finishes licking and cleaning the bottom of my boot."
"....Fine." She huffed in reply, turning around and stomping up the stairs.
"You hear that, Luke?" Rouge cackled high above. "You'll be heading home with me! Oh, I know you just can't wait to get to my mansion. We're going to have so much fun together..." She cooed, but with the most evil of intent lacing her words with poison. You shuddered as your tongue went up and began to clean the treads of her boots, picking off dirt and whatever else Rouge had stepped on.
Your work was slow, not that Rouge didn't seem to mind now. Normally she'd command you to work faster or better, but now she seemed...content. She could work you as fast or as slow as she liked now, there was no time limit now. She could do whatever she wished without restraint to you now that you were literally her pet, her slave, her bug. No longer Sarah's or anybody else's.
You...answered to Rouge alone, and that once again made you shiver coldly in terror.
After roughly ten more minutes of licking her boot, she seemed satisfied, massive hand looming over you before plucking you right off the ground and pinching you tightly tween her long fingernails, threatening to cut off circulation to various parts of your body and even dismember you if she squeezed a bit tighter. Before you was her large eye, long eyelashes batting and creating a gust of wind that blew in your direction.
"We're going to have so much fun! And to think I only had to pay a small trifle of my money just to get you in my pocket. Money really does buy happiness." She smirked. "Now, don't worry little man, I'll be the best goddess you've ever had, even moreso than that little prat Sarah." Rouge went on, standing up from the seat and heading to the door. "All you have to do is dedicate every waking moment of the rest of your life to worshiping me. Even in your sleep, I want to dream about me. I want you to live and breathe off of my name, filling your every action and thought...Rouge." She laughed almost in a mad way, cackling as she stepped outside, calling her driver.
She approached her long white limousine, a butler opening the door for her as she got in. "To home, Charles." She commanded. A few seconds later and the sound of an engine going on, you were off to your new life.
"Oh, don't worry, life with me will be wonderful." Rouge smirked, leaning back in her leather seat, crossing her legs as she still had you pinched between her fingers. "I'll give the best of accommodations. You'll get to live inside of my boots, eat my crumbs and drink my sweat. What more could anyone ask for?"
"It...it will be wonderful, g-goddess Rouge." You forced out your first words since becoming her own personal slave.
"Indeed it will." The demon smiled before lowering her hand, your vision now replaced with the long line of her luscious cleavage. With a flick of her fingers, your small form was sent shooting towards her chest, landing deeply between her massive breasts, wedged tightly between the soft and pale fleshy walls surrounding you on all sides.
"Here's a little treat for you, slave." Rouge laughed high above, her booming voice muffled a bit through the boob-flesh. "Just a tease on the ride home. Get to massaging, little man, unless you want to see these mountains," She cupped her breasts in hand, slowly squeezing them together. "As continents." She threatened. You began to rub all around you with all of your might, satisfying her enough not to crush you, a small moan escaping her lips.
"Good." Rouge cooed.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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