I scurried through the brothel to the secret room underneath, an inconspicuous base of operations for the rebels fighting against the Queen's tyrannical rule. They had welcomed me in months earlier, but now the trap was ready to be sprung. Having convened an urgent meeting, duping them with lies about having critical information, I found the rebel commander Jake, surrounded by his officers, waiting for me. Excellent, I thought to myself. He was tall and fit, a self-righteous crusader on behalf of those oppressed by the Queen's reign of evil. Even his sanctimonious presence filled me with loathing and annoyance.
"Ellen, where have you been?" Jake asked me.
Backstabbing your ugly face, I wanted to reply, but instead I gave a lie about sleeping in.
Suddenly, screams broke out from outside the room. The thought that the Queen would be rid of these contemptible pests because of my betrayal filled me with excitement. Her minions surrounded the brothel, killing anyone who resisted. They stormed through the door and closed in on us. We were encircled. I looked at the crass faces of the rebels, they were in complete disbelief. Satisfaction. Finally, these stuck-up hooligans will get the punishment they so deserve.
"Maybe we should surrender?" I mocked, somewhat sarcastically. My joke was met with stunned silence. I knew some of them would fight to the death. But that would make their inevitable defeat all the more degrading.
Once the room was secure, the Queen strutted in, even the tap of her heeled sandals on the floor, made me hot with sexual excitement. She emerged in a dazzling tight black corset and skirt with a long, black glove on her right hand and a wicked smirk on her face, her elegance and cunning was captivating. "The rebel commander and his band of errant misfits, cornered like helpless animals," she intoned with her sweet voice, charming as ever, yet it was the same voice that instilled utter dread and fear in her enemies. "Would you like to… surrender?" she added with a playful giggle.
"Go to hell, bitch," Jake shot back.
"You need to be punished," she asserted calmly, always maintaining her unshakable poise, as her minions smashed him to the floor.
I beamed a deliciously evil smile at the rebels which I had been encircled with, making sure they got one look at my pretty face, as I walked slowly to my Queen. Their countenance contorted into utter shock as it slowly dawned on them that I was the traitor, and their shock filled me with sexual excitement. I kneeled before my Queen, kissing her soft hands, and then her feet, both with matching glossy black nail polish. My exhibitionism and sexual deviance was shamelessly on display, it gave me even more pleasure, because I was untouchable, I wanted them to hate me, the futility of their hate was fueling my desire. It was all over for them.
"How could you betray us, Ellen?" Jake demanded to know, anguished.
My Queen wrapped her arm around the back of my waist. I felt her touch and I wanted her so badly, "Because evil is just so much more sexy," I gloated. "What are you gonna do about it, loser?" I added with a devious, unrepentant laugh.
His face flashed with fury, summoning his remaining strength, he pulled out a concealed knife and rushed for me. Black lightning blasted through his body, it pulsated from the fingers of the Queen, searing into his flesh. The dazzling display of raw power filled by body with an orgasmic sensation, an overwhelming sexual urge had overcome me, I wanted so badly to fall to my knees to worship her. Disarmed, he fell back on to the ground in front of us wreaking in agonizing pain. We both smiled, loving the attention and the humiliation the Queen had inflicted upon the rebel commander. She stomped her heeled sandals over his defeated body, causing him to scream and spasm in pain.
"I don't ask for much. Worship and obedience," the Queen mocked in a condescending and triumphant voice, smiling and looking down at her defeated enemy. Her dominance was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
"You're a sadistic bitch. We will never stop fighting to be free from your evil rule," he managed to snap back.
"I'll make an example out of you. Your rebels will suffer the most agonizing death imaginable, and there's nothing you can do to stop me, weakling," she taunted in her soft, controlled voice, digging her heel in further, while the defeated rebels silently stared with hysterical fear.
"Ha! Suck shit, worthless loser!" I added, hardly able to contain my bursting orgasm at my Queen's flawless victory. I kicked his ugly face hard, causing him to pass out.
We return back to the Queen's lair. Pleased with my loyalty, she led me back into her private spa room.
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"No guilt at all, my Queen," I boasted with glee, "those self-righteous losers defied you, and they deserve the most painful humiliation possible."
She smiled at me, that was the answer she wanted to hear, "we can have a lot more fun with their humiliation," she added.
I nodded.
"Would you like to be my handmaiden?" she asked.
"Yes, my Queen," I replied, it was all I wanted.
She smiled, pleased with my submission. "Beg. Kneel before me and beg," she said.
I instantly kneeled before her, infatuated with her wickedness and absolute power, "Please, my Queen, I want nothing more than to be your submissive handmaiden, to serve you. I will do anything for you," I begged.
"Excellent. Your obedience will be rewarded," she replied. "Undress me, then we go into the spa."
I instantly became hot with desire. I undressed her corset and skirt and her glove, and then her black strapless bra and panties, and took off her heels. Her exposed body, from her mesmerizing pedicured feet to her soft hair was perfection. I stripped, but kept on my bra and thong at her request.
We entered the bubbly spa. I started to wash her, I rubbed her hands, shoulder, and her round and perky boobs, as she relaxed in the water. Touching her body felt like touching a goddess, I was overcome with sexual lust. I moved onto her amazing feet and up her legs. She smiled as my pink nail polished hands got close to her pussy, as if she wanted me to pleasure her. I began to slowly stroked her silky smooth vagina, and she reacted with soft panting. I continued stroking and and fingering her vagina, as my body was burning with desire, I wanted her so badly. She laid there, panting, welcoming my teasing. She pulled me in closer, my body rubbing up her boobs, and her arms wrapped around my back and my brown hair. Then she kissed me, I felt a rush of sexual desire, her soft lips and tongue were irresistible.
After the lovely spa session, I dried and dressed my Queen in her lingerie. She suggested a set of lacy purple lingerie, stockings and a pair of platform heels for me.
The Queen brought me to her private quarters.
"Kneel before me," she demanded.
I obediently did as she asked. She pulled out a small pink collar. My face suddenly lit up. Yes, that was exactly what I wanted. She tightened the collar around my neck. "You're mine, Ellen. I own you," she asserted.
"Yes, my Queen. I am yours. You are truly great and all powerful," I said, barely able to contain my sexual excitement at being made her bitch.
"Get on the bed," she ordered. I fell back onto her plushy bed. She had her sexy black bra and panties on. She took off my panties, and mounted on top of me, pinning me down and began grinding on my vagina, sending waves of sexual ecstasy throughout my entire body. I started panting and moaning, and then she got down on top of me, as her boobs grinded against mine, kissed my neck and lips, while fingering my pussy. It was the greatest orgasmic pleasure I had ever felt. I tried to hold it in, but I started screaming as she fucked my pussy deeper, by entire body awash with pleasure as the orgasm burst. My pussy became wet, she continued to fuck me. I was truly hers. Her fuck toy, for her pleasure, and that was all I wanted. As she slowed down, she looked at me, with a cocky expression on her face, as if she had just won again. She always got what she wanted. I smiled back, and kissed her, and she returned it with her tongue in my mouth.
She got up. "Kiss my feet," she said.
Still reeling from the incredible orgasm, I did exactly as she ordered. I kissed her feet, licking her perfectly pedicured black toe nails. She looked down at me as I went from one toe to the next in my mouth, sucking hard on her toes, giving up every piece of my dignity to please her. But submitting to her most degrading demands continued to fill me with a burning desire, a desire to be hers. I loved every moment of the sweet taste of her feet on my tongue. After I was done with sucking both her feet, she grabbed by hair forcing me to look up at her. "Worship my vagina," she instructed.
On my knees before her, I pulled down her panties and kissed her vagina, licking it hard, as her hand caressed my hair and pushed me in deeper. I wanted her vagina to be worshiped, she was perfection, power, everything. She began to moan, as I continued to suck on her vagina, I felt only intense orgasmic pleasure. "You really are my submissive bitch now!" she gloated, incredibly pleased with herself, with a deliciously evil giggle. I felt the greatest sense of approval ever, all I wanted is to serve her, and because I did, I knew I was untouchable.
"Yes, my Queen," I replied smiling. I had finally found my place beneath her great evilness, "I'm nothing but yours."
"I will make the entire world kneel before me, Ellen," she said in her soft and charming voice. My pussy became even wetter. Yes, the entire world will kneel before my Queen, and I will be her submissive handmaiden.
"Yes, the entire world will be crushed and humiliated by you, my Queen. They will kneel and submit before you."
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/39wukx/submissive_girl_worships_evil_villainess
Suggested edit: Her exposed body, from her (memorizing) pedicured feet Her exposed body, from her (mesmerizing) pedicured feet Pretty good read! Will read again!
Thanks! Fixed.