The Omnipotent Woman Ch. 02: Naked Humiliation

Martin didn't move, "No, I don't believe I did Mistress. I think I made it here in 14 minutes but I'm parked illegal..."

Krissy cut him off before the man could stop, "On your knees and come."

"Thank you Mistress Krissy,"

The man crawled closer to her feet then raised himself up to his knees just inches from her. It took me a second to process what I saw next. Krissy's hand struck out at lightning speed and slapped him hard across the face, "You do not contradict me you little wimp!" she yelled. "Nose to the floor now."

"I'm sorry Mistress Krissy, I don't know what I was thinking. Please forgive me," he pleaded as she rested her foot on the back of his head and mashed his nose into the floor.

"I'm not impressed Martin. How long did it take you to get here?" she asked as she slapped the back of his head a couple times with her foot.

"23 minutes Mistress Krissy, just like you said. I'm so sorry."

Krissy looked over at me and winked. "Alright, get on your knees, I'll deal with your tardiness later" she order as she raised her hand gently into the air signalling him to rise. Martin did as he was told and stood silently on his knees with his legs spread apart exposing his genitals with his hands pressed behind to his sides. "Don't piss me off Marty. If you do, you'll wish you never booked today with me. Am I clear?"

Martin's head was bowed as he stared at her feet, "Yes Mistress Krissy, I'm sorry I don't know what I was thinking.

"Very well," she laughed as she again looked over at me. "Marty, this is the man I fucked last night. His name is Henry. Say hello to little Henry."

Martin turned to me, clearly relieved that he was no longer the focus of her attention, "Hello Henry, it's nice meet you."

I nodded my acknowledgement as I was still in disbelief of what I was watching.

"Martin have I ever let you fuck me?"

His faced turned beat red as I looked on, "No Mistress, never."

"I didn't think so," she contemplated. "Have I ever let your service my vagina?"

He was clearly humiliated by the second question as well, "No Mistress, I have never been given permission.

"Hmmm," she paused, "then what did you pay me $2000 for today wimp boy."

Martin hesitated for just a moment, "I pay to serve you Mistress and make you happy while I am in your presence."

"And how do you make me happy?" she teased as her foot tucked itself between his legs.

"Anyway I can Mistress. Cleaning, a lot of cleaning, cooking, kneeling by you to fulfill your every whim. It's wonderful Mistress Krissy."

"And final question, is being in my presence worth the money you pay to me?"

Martin smiled immediately as he looked up at her, "Oh yes Mistress Krissy, I love our time together. It's very special to me and I can only hope I please you when we are together."

Krissy ignored the final clause, "Very well. Henry, bring me my purse," she ordered as I ran back to the dining table then handed it to her from behind, "Martin, take this key off the ring," she directed as she handed him a set of keys. "This is a key to my home. You will go there and pack me an overnight bag with my make up and other needs, a pair of brown 6" heeled riding boots with a two inch platform, beige riding pants, burgundy low cut fitted sweater and I whatever fur you want to pick out for me. Make sure you bring everything I might need little man."

"Thank you Mistress Krissy, I will make certain you are pleased."

Krissy inspected her nails for a moment, "I'm sure you will. When you return, you will gather up my things from last night and take them home where you will clean them then clean my bathrooms until I arrive later today."

"Thank you Mistress," he replied then leaned forward to kiss both of her feet.

Krissy stood up, "You have 30 minutes. Leave now."

Martin bowed then ran past me up the stairs and got dressed as he rushed out the door.

When the door closed behind him, Krissy glided over to me, bent down, and rested her arms on my shoulders as she tried to look at me at eye level, "And that little man is how I make my money."

"I'm in shock," I remember telling her, "And you have 50 of those guys?"

She stood upright again, "Well, 53 men and one woman," she laughed, "You see, most women don't realize that there are a lot of men out there who are head over heels in love with a woman that takes charge of them. These men absolutely adore me because I give them what they want and that's not an exaggeration. I feed a desire in them that they can't find elsewhere and they pay handsomely for it."

"But you don't have sex with them?"

She laughed out loud, "Oh no, I fuck whoever I want and most of them have permission to service me. But they don't pay for it and are strictly forbidden to even ask. If I feel like fucking, it's their lucky day. I'm just experimenting with this one, though, to see what happens if I deny him indefinitely. When he filled out his application to me he indicated he was extremely turned on by utter humiliation and complete subservience."

"Oh, I never thought of that," was the only reply I could come up with, "would you like some breakfast now?"

"Sure sweetie. We'll eat in your dining room," Krissy answered as she swaggered towards it then sat down at the head of the table.

"Of course," I replied then retreated to the kitchen where I grabbed two plates with the omelettes, bacon, toast and finally the black coffee.

Krissy smiled, "Wow, you're a little chef. You may just be useful after all," she teased as I set the plates down. I couldn't help but feel my prick surge for a moment.

As I sat down, Krissy glared at me in silence for a moment then picked up her fork to start eating. It wasn't until later that I discovered she contemplated making me kneel beside her as she ate, which is how she enjoys most meals with men. It is a rare and special treat for me to enjoy dinner at the table with her today. Normally, I eat her leftovers once she has finished her own plate.

As we ate, she told me more about how she supports herself and that if I wished to spend time with her, I would simply have to accept that she is unconditionally in control of our relationship and that her boys would continue to visit her as she enjoyed it immensely and made far too much money to walk away from such a venture. It was then, at that meal that I disclosed how much I liked being with her and how she made me feel like I belonged with her. I must admit, I was clumsy and awkward in doing so and probably sounded more like an uncomfortable teenager rather than a grown man.

She smiled down as me, "I know you do. I also know that even though you may not have considered yourself a submissive before last night, I guarantee, you will seek it out in your relationships from now on." She continued that just over 40% of North American men secretly fantasize about being dominated by a woman but that less than 2% ever do anything about it. She continued that recognizing these men had become a hobby of hers and that she toys with the ones who don't have the courage to do something about it. "As for the other 2%, well I have built a small fortune standing on their cocks," she laughed.

"So where do we go from here?" I asked after we both finished out meals.

Krissy took my hand, "Well, come with me and we'll discuss it." Krissy led me over to the couch and sat down with her legs spread wide apart, "First I want you on your knees and be gentle, lets make this last. I'll tell you what we will do as you lick."

I smiled across at her, "I really like this Krissy," then lowered myself between her legs and started to gently kiss the inside of her thighs, then her labia and finally her clitoris before licking the same areas. I did exactly as I was told and just tickled her womanhood with my tongue. Krissy had laid back on the couch and all I could see of her were her two massive yet perfect mammaries that rose from her chest. I knew I was doing something right as she clearly very relaxed.

Just as I knew she was getting comfortable the security door buzzer sounded and she told me to let Martin back in. I did as I was told and ran up the stairs to let him in after opening the main door to the building. As he walked in, I heard Krissy order him to strip and for me to get back to what I was doing.

As I descended the stairs I wondered what she was talking about. I wasn't about to continue with Martin still in my pad, was I? After all she had been denying him since they met and she wouldn't make me eat her as he starved, would she?

I suddenly felt very awkward. I couldn't possibly keep doing that. As I returned to the couch I looked up to see that Martin had stripped naked again and was descending the stairs with an overnight bag, a pair of high heeled boots and a hanger with a short length mink fur coat. Krissy was sitting up but her legs were still spread, "Excuse me little man, get back to work," she teased as she tapped her crotch with her pointer finger.

I lowered myself slowly this time realizing that it would be harder to position my face where it needed to be the way she was sitting. As Martin dropped to his knees to present everything he had picked up for her, Krissy grabbed the back of my head and forced my face between her legs, "I said get back to work little man," she teased as she playfully slapped the back of my head then held my face tight to her slit as I continued to lick again.

"I brought everything you wanted Mistress Krissy. I hope I was fast enough," he cowered.

I looked up at her face between her massive breasts as she laid back again and listened as I licked, "Very well Martin. Lay everything out in the bedroom but not on the bed as we are going to fuck again, then take care of the dishes and make his kitchen sparkle. Once that is done, you can wait for me at home by cleaning the bathrooms and last night's clothes until I return."

"Yes Mistress," he replied as I looked sideways for a moment to see an expression of shear disappointment on his face.

Krissy laughed out loud, "Oh Marty, are you feeling sorry for yourself because I told you've never been down there and this little thing gets to fuck me while you stand their trying to contain your pencil thin hard on?"

"No Mistress Krissy," he whispered with some disgrace, "I'm just happy to be here to serve you. But I'm sure it would be very nice Ma'am."

"Oh, aren't you sweet," Krissy flirted, "Maybe someday but for today," she said as she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, "Henry's mouth gets to worship at my alter. Isn't that right Henry?"

"Yes Krissy," I answered.

Instantly she shoved my face back between her legs, "Keep going little one. We'll have to discuss how you address me more appropriately," she laughed then changed to a more authoritative tone, "Get to work Martin."

"Thank you Mistress Krissy."

Instantly I continued pleasuring her as a complete stranger started to clean my house. It got easier again to hit the pleasure spots when she laid back as I stuck my tongue into her slit as far as I could get and sucked her nectars into the depths of my throat. I was in heaven. I had never performed cunnilingus in my life but was already in love with doing it.

Slowly, I pressed my tongue harder against her clit and watched as her back arched with each successive lick until suddenly, she pulled me away by my hair and stood up, "Come with me," she ordered as she walked towards my bedroom with her hand still firmly holding my hair. Quickly I stood up but discovered that Krissy wouldn't let me stand erect as I walked behind her bent over looking at her feet as she held my head down beside her hip.

Martin was still in my bedroom unloading her things as she walked in and instantly dropped to is knees as she entered and breezed past him. His head was bowed but I could see him look at me when I hobbled past him off balance with my hair still in her grasp. Krissy told me to kneel and put my face where it belonged as she turned to look at Martin still kneeling before her. I dropped to my knees and positioned myself between her legs as she stood over me.

"Keep licking," she ordered as she placed her hands her hips. I did as I was told and cocked my neck back to reposition my face under her crotch with my shoulders hooked across the back of her thighs while I looked across the front of her washboard stomach, "This must be embarrassing for you Martin. You have been visiting me for how long now?"

I couldn't see anything other than Krissy's massive frame towering above me with her breasts on either side, the edges of my bathrobe, and the underside of her face but I could tell she was enjoying herself.

"18 months Mistress Krissy. I've been visiting you for 18 months."

Krissy laughed out loud as she glared down at her slave boy, "And you haven't even been kissed by me. My god that's pathetic isn't it. Here's this little shrimp and he gets to fuck me, for free!" She then laughed out so hard I could feel her vagina tighten as I kissed it.

"Maybe I should make you watch. Would you like that Martin?"

"Yes Mistress Krissy I would very much."

Krissy's tone suddenly became very authoritative, "Tough, get back to work. I expect you to be gone in 15 minutes."

"Yes Mistress Krissy. Thank you Ma'am."

Krissy stood with her vagina on my face for another few minutes as she watched Martin unpack her belongings then leave the bedroom. She told him to keep the door open as he left for the kitchen then grabbed my hair and laid me on the bed before straddling my face again and pinning my arms beneath her shins. "Make me cum Henry."

My tongue was getting tired and, as it had been the night before, it was a struggle to find a breath as Krissy did little to provide me with air as I sucked on her clit and licked it. In no time at all though her hips started to buck on my face giving me time to catch a gasp as I needed until suddenly her vagina release a furious load of liquid onto my chin.

Upon lifting off of my face, she smiled down at me, "I bet having Martin in here was weird for you, wasn't it?" I just stared up at her beautiful face with its blue eyes and soft suppled lips, wrapped in silky auburn mane and nodded. "Well you're going to fuck me properly now and this time, I haven't teased you, so I expect a little more than 10 seconds out of that little dick of yours."

With that she dropped her warm cunt onto my cock and sat there with her hands on my chest. "You do the work," she quipped as she started pinching my nipples between her fingernails. "Come on little man, shove that little cock inside me."

Instantly my face went flush as a rush of embarrassment and pain rushed through my body, "You don't want me to deny you like I deny Martin do you?"

My member had already released a bunch of precum before I even started to try to thrust and it was raging for a release. Fortunately, her hips pinned mine down and I couldn't move an inch. She smiled down at me and started laughing that I wasn't strong enough to lift her up as she called me her little weakling and suggested she get Martin in here to help me out.

When she finally raised herself up, I managed to shove my cock inside her but discovered it was much harder than I thought it would be to thrust myself into her from below but at least it did help me last a while longer. When she finally took over riding my cock, however, it took almost no time for me to cum and we were done."

"Wow!" she remarked, "We are definitely going to work on your longevity. Get your face down there."

"Right away Ma'am."

Again, she sat down on my face and left virtually no room for me to breath again. I lapped up her essence that was now mixed with my cum as I listened to her talk.

"You're going to get my shower started and help me get ready for the day while you do the same. Pack yourself a bag as you are staying the night with me. When we get to my place, I will explain what I expect of you and make sure you know your place. Alright?"

I looked up between her breasts and nodded that I understood. She must have seen me turning red from being denied air as she laughed and raised her hips for a moment.

By the time she finally let me get up, Martin had left. "Get my shower ready."

I got to work and stood by until Krissy stepped into the shower then checked to see how good a job Martin had done. Krissy's dress and all of her accessories were gone along with her heels but I noticed that he had left her boots from last night in the closet with my magazines still in them. I placed them at the top of the stairs then checked to confirm the kitchen was alright. He had done an incredible job actually.

After tidying up a bit more I went to the shower in my guest room and got ready for the day then returned to pack overnight.

Krissy was just about ready. Her make up was perfectly applied and her blue eyes looked so inviting and smoky surrounded by dark liner and mascara while her full lips looked so succulent with the deep red gloss she had added. "Put my boots on," she ordered as I smelled in the most beautiful flesh floral scent from her perfume.

Instantly I knelt in front of her and slipped her brown riding boots on. The heel was so thin and high behind a solid two-inch platform it looked like it could impale any man she stepped on if she chose to do so. Carefully I slipped each one over her riding pants and pulled the zipper up. By the time she was ready, I was finished packing my bag then repacked her overnight bag as she ordered. As she stood up, I was in awe over how she looked like a skyscraper beside me. I stood well below her breasts now and I felt every bit the shrimp I had felt like the night before. She was a statue of magnificence with a chest that showed off cleavage behind her fitted maroon cashmere wide U necked sweater that showed off every sexy curve of her body.

"You ready to go?" she enquired as she surveyed the room for anything she may have left behind.

"I am."

She smiled down at me, "Good, then put my coat on and grab the bags."

"Sure thing," I replied then lifted her soft fur coat high above my head as she slid into it then grabbed both her bags and mine.

She smiled then walked out of the bedroom, "I see Martin forgot my boots!" she exclaimed as she headed for the stairs. "I'll definitely have some fun with that later today."

I followed her up the stairs carrying her bags and couldn't help but notice she had the most perfect apple ass at the top of her endlessly long legs. I remember wondering to myself how the hell I got so lucky.

When she reached the top of the stairs she stopped and turned around. The clack of every footstep got me more and more excited about being with her. I was still 3 steps below her and was eye level with her knees as she looked down at me.

"So are you sure you want to do this Henry."

I didn't even have to think about it. I was in love with Krissy. "Oh yes," I answered with a little too much enthusiasm.

"Good," she laughed as she signaled with her finger. "Come here little boy."

Immediately, I climbed the stairs as she stepped back to give me room then bent over directly above my face, cupped the back of my head while lifting me to my toes and kissed me with her soft lips before running her tongue across my lips then my tongue. She then lowered me back down, "So what do you think you'll do when we get to my place."

"I don't know. I guess learn your rules," I answered very plainly.

Krissy smiled with this very knowing expression, "That's right you will," she replied, "But what will you do Henry?"

I stood silently beneath her not knowing how to answer until she finally smiled and spoke up.

Krissy stood up and placed one hand on her hip as her purse dangled from her opposite shoulder, "Henry," she announced firmly, "You will do exactly what you're told." Then walked out the door.