Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternative Chapter 23: Humiliated

The shower continued going, and I walked deeper into the room. I couldn't help but smile and wonder if he knew I was here. I had no idea who this man was or the reason he had two armed guards on either side of his door. It wasn't my problem, and I tossed my suitcase onto the bed and opened it up. I looked good in my little dress and pulled out the outfit I thought to start with.

I pulled out the paddle and closed my eyes, and smiled. Nothing outside of this room mattered, and I was the god of this room. The mere fact that this man wanted to touch me was a humiliation to me. If I put my cock in him, I might even consider it a loss unless he was even more humiliated in the process. I tossed my head a little and made sure my Ponytail was right. I closed the curtains of the room so there was absolute privacy in this room.

Walking over to the bathroom, I was slow and took notice of my surroundings. This man didn't pay much for this room, probably. Maybe he knew someone and didn't even pay for more than the cleaning after I finished with him today. I walked into the bathroom and saw a brown man cleaning himself in the shower with a smile. The man's eyes widened in surprise, and his mouth opened.

"Well, hello, Maggot," I said, walking in, "Cleaning yourself up for Mistress?" I asked.

The man looked me up and down and nodded, "Yes, Mistress," he said, starting to blush a little, and I looked the man up and down and scoffed.

"Then do it faster, Maggot," I snapped and turned around, "You have to earn the right to pleasure me, Maggot, and I don't have much time for it," I turned and walked off. I noticed in the mirror the man looking at me, and I could see his eyes full of desire looking at my ass and my, Feet. I wanted to roll my eyes, but I realized that this man was probably into feet. I didn't say much, and I reached the bed, crossed my legs a little, and watched for a moment.

The man who walked out not even thirty seconds later blushed a little. "You, Mistress Futanari?" he asked, his English perfect, and the man was, I believe, Filipino. His cock was flaccid but showing signs of getting hard, although I would guess it would not be larger than five or six inches at full mast. My eyes looked him over with disdain, and I felt contempt as he blushed and looked at my body.

"Why should I answer a Maggot like yourself? Do you think any random woman can enter here? That you will find that I even showed up is because you fucking paid me to be here, Maggot. Now," I said slowly and looked down at my fingernails, "Why are you standing like some fucking human?" I asked, feeling contempt for the man as he looked at me with surprise.

The guy was freshly dry, and my small rant had his cock already half-hard by the time I was finished. "You know," I continued a moment later, as he was still surprised, "I could use a good footstool for a moment; I need to make sure my toenails look good. Footstool," I said, looking at him directly and snapped my fingers twice. "Now," My tone made it an absolute order.

The man was walking over to me and I snapped. "FOOT STOOLS, DON'T WALK!"

My voice came out dominant, like ordering a very naughty child, and the Maggot stopped, and instead of walking over and getting on his knees, he got down across the room and started to move on his hands and knees. I watched him, and he got up to me, and I watched with contempt. The thing I realized as I watched this objectively powerful Filipino man crawl over to me, I felt nothing for contempt. The deepest contempt for him, and it was from my heart. I roughly brought my heels down on his back with a solid movement and heard the man grunt a little and a twinge of pain.

"You know, Samantha told me to be here. I could barely be bothered, but I only had to spend some time with some maggot. Some perverted Maggot for a bit of time, and I would have to make fun of him for a bit or something like that. If he earned pleasuring me, maybe I would grace him with gazing at my cock or something," I looked down at him, tilting my head toward him. "Tell me, Maggot," I said with contempt, "Do you deserve to pleasure me, Maggot?"

My question came with the contempt I felt for him, and something about him disgusted me. The Filipino man before me was powerful, and here he was, paying an eighteen-year-old futanari schoolgirl to make fun of him with contempt. Paying me tens of thousands was all for a couple of hours. I could see as I looked down at him his cock was hard and throbbing a little as he looked at me.

"Mistress, I will clean your feet with my mouth if that is what it takes to earn the right to pleasure you. Your wish is my command," He said, "Please allow me to pleasure you as much as you wish to take!" His attitude changed, and his blush was noticeable. His fascination with my feet was obvious, and I knew he was asking to suck on my feet.

Had I cleaned them from my run? No, I hadn't. It was a quick shower, and I looked down at him with even more contempt, if that was even possible. "Hm," I said after a moment, "Well, I did run several miles this morning and haven't had the chance to wash them properly. Maybe a Maggot like you can do something useful."

Those words seemed to spark his desire, and his expression was one of pure happiness at those words. It was confirmed in my head that this maggot was a pure foot pervert and loved to be humiliated. I lifted the black heels I hated and brought a foot toward his face. His nose flared, and I could tell he was smelling my feet as I brought that heel near, stretched it out, and brought it under his nose. "Lick it, Maggot," I told him.

There was no hesitation as his tongue reached out and started to lick up the shoe onto the top of my foot. It tickled and felt weird and moist, but I said nothing as his cock throbbed, and I lifted my other foot and dug the heel a little into his back. "Did I say you could love it this much, Maggot?" I asked. "Such a perverted little Maggot, Take off my heel and lick up all the sweat from my morning run," I told him and dug the heel of the other shoe into his back a little.

The maggot took off my heel slowly and made sure it was comfortable as he did it. All the while, he complimented, "Your feet are so beautiful. The Arch of your foot is exquisite. Your feet are made to be worshiped, Mistress," he continued, and If I was being honest with me, it creeped me out.

My feet were meant for running, jumping, and all forms of other things that I loved doing. Now with a maggot kissing and licking my feet, I shuddered a little inside. But the Maggot loved it, and soon my other foot was without one of those damned heels, and he was licking and worshiping it as if it was the greatest thing to exist. The depravity as I continued to insult the maggot as his cock twitched and leaked precum was obvious.

With both my feet being cleaned by the tongue, my feet had a light layer of saliva on them, and I decided to 'reward' the maggot a little. At the end of the day, this contemptuous maggot was paying, and I reached down and pressed my foot against his cock. The sudden change in play was something that the maggot didn't expect, and he moaned. I felt fresh liquid spray onto my foot in seconds, and I felt my anger peaked.

"Did you just fucking cum on my foot, Maggot?" I heard myself say my anger obvious, and the maggot moaned a little as he licked my foot. I kicked him back, and without realizing it, I put strength into that hit, and it sent him onto his back after I kicked his shoulder.

"S- Sorry, Mistress!" He cried out as I stood as he fell onto his back. His legs were spread a little, his cock spurting a little more as the top of my foot had cum all over it. I growled.

"Your fucking sorry?!" I snapped, "Maggot, are you fucking serious?!"

My foot landed heavily down on his cock with the foot that had just been in his mouth, and I pressed hard, feeling his cock throb under my foot. "I did not give you permission to even Cum!" I kept control of my voice barely, and I lifted my foot again and stomped on his cock, and his moan sounded in the room, and I turned my body and stood on his cock and shoved my foot all over his face wiping the semen off on his cheeks and lips. "You feel that?" I demanded an answer, "That is some Maggots liquids all over my foot you are feeling on my feet." I said as I felt his cock throb under my foot, and I stepped on his face as he groaned.

The under of my foot started to get semen all over it as I pressed my feet against his face pressing him to the floor. "You know what, Maggot?" I said, my voice full of contempt, "You will not be fucked by me today. Max, I will allow you now to suck my magnificent cock, and you must earn it!" I told him, "Clean this dirt cum off my feet!" I demanded.

My foot pressed with my total weight on it as I hovered my foot with saliva and cum all over it in front of him. "Come on already," I said, pressing back on my heel.

"ARGH!" He groaned and moaned. I would think he was in pain if it wasn't for the fact that I felt his cock throbbing and his hips wanting to thrust up a little as I stood and balanced on his cock. He loved this treatment, and his tongue started to clean up the cum on the bottom of my foot.

It tickled so damn bad, and I didn't enjoy this type of treatment around my feet if I was honest with myself. The man groaned, and my foot was licked clean again, and I stepped off his cock, which looked to be on the edge of orgasm when I stepped off. "Mistress, Please, Allow me to pleasure you to make up for my mistake!" he begged.

I had not received any real pleasure since being in this room, and I pulled my swimsuit-looking dress a bit and pulled out my cock, which was still flaccid before him. It hung like a menace before him, and I looked down at him. "You haven't even got me hard how much contempt I feel for you. You have ten minutes to make me cum, or I will leave right after, and you will never see me again," I told him, stepping away from him.

"Now, Maggot," I said, standing a step away from him as he lay on his back. "You may suck now," I told him.

Maggot got up on his hands and knees and was below me, looking up at me. He took my flaccid cock into his mouth and started to suck. Now what started as a slow pleasure as he started to work the shaft of my cock and my balls with his hands while he sucked on the head of my cock. It was nothing compared to my girls back home, and I started to get hard thinking about Crystal.

What was Minx doing at this moment? Her sexy ass wagging back and forth, begging for my cock was something that started to help me get hard. The Maggot started to suck harder, but his skills were lackluster, and I found myself zoning out thinking about Alex and Becky. Taking my Cumdump would be so much better at this point.

My mind continued to wander, and his blow job skills were terrible. He started to take my cock a bit deeper, and I looked at the time, bored of this Maggot. I looked down at him and yawned, "Your skills at pleasuring Mistress Suck," I said, making Maggot look up at me surprised. I grabbed him by the hair, looked into his eyes, and spat on his face. I grabbed both sides of his head and shoved my cock deep. "This is how you take a cock slut!" I announced, and I shoved it deep down his throat pussy feeling it stretch as he gagged on it, and I didn't care.

I started to fuck his throat, thinking of Tracy the first time I did it to her. Training her for blowjobs was amazing. That first night I brought her home to my house was something of dreams, and I fucked this maggot's throat harder thinking about a better time at home.

I loved to humiliate people, but this foot fetish wasn't my thing, or this was, wasn't it? I fucked this maggot's throat without stopping and orgasmed as fast as I could, sending semen down his throat, and realized I didn't need a single one of the toys I brought today. I pulled out, and the Maggot started to cough out all my cum.

"Can't even suck cock or swallow properly. What a fucking failure," I snapped at him and raised my foot, and pressed his face down into that freshly coughed-up semen. "Don't worry, Maggot, I will let you get off one more time," I told him, and my foot went under him, and I flipped him using my strength in my body. It seemed he was surprised at my strength but didn't have much time to think as my foot landed home on his cock that was pasted in his own cum against his stomach.

"OOOOFFFF~!" He groaned and moaned, and I used my foot to jerk him off really quickly.

"You may cum, Maggot, Cum now!" I ordered, and the Maggot started releasing another load all over my foot as he groaned.

It was the most Contempt I ever felt for someone besides that Sissy Jake. I couldn't wait to get rid of him as much as I wanted to get rid of Jake. I stood tall, wiped the bottom of my foot off his face, and grabbed my things.

"Keep my heels as a gift, Maggot," I said as I finished gathering my things and putting my cock away. I took a moment to look in the mirror, and except for my lack of shoes, I looked good. I stepped out of the hallway, and the two guards let me pass without saying a thing. I walked to the elevator and wondered what the Maggot would say to Samantha.

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