All the Power, part 6.2 [str8] [MFFFFFF] [Mdom] [oral] [Fsub] [bdsm] [revised] [complete]

*Continued from part 6.1….tags apply to this version…*

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Each night, four to six concubines or Queen Priestesses joined His Supremacy in one of his bedchambers. Two guardians and two term servants also joined Him in the room, with others guarding outside. That night, Tetenia was one the concubines joining Him – but she remained on her hands and knees.

His Supremacy did not have just one bedroom or one apartment with bedchambers. There were thousands of them, scattered across the vast palace and pleasure gardens, and He slept wherever happened to strike His fancy on any given night. The walk from the banquet room, near the center of the palace, to where He slept that evening, somewhere amid its vastness, took nearly half an hour.

The room had a very large bed in the center, and several cots on scattered around its side, built into the walls. On one side, double-doors led into an anteroom with a sofa, which led to a washroom. On the other, another double-doorway it led out to a balcony, which had a sumptuous chair and overlooked a garden. His Supremacy strode to the balcony and sat on the chair. Four concubines – Karla, Mia, Pemca and Gabriela – followed Him, walking, while Tetenia followed them, crawling. The guardians and term servants positioned themselves, on a knee, by the entrance to the room. His Supremacy sat on the chair, and immediately put His feet up on Tetenia’s back when she arrived. She remained on her hands and knees – His footrest.

He called Karla over to suck His cock, and Mia to lick Him. Pemca and Gabriela merely bowed down before Him. He looked out onto the moonlit garden, which had exotic trees and bushes and a colonnade on the far side, a with satisfied look on His face. Karla bobbed up and down on His cock for a little while, and then He pushed her down. The room was tranquil. His power was unfathomable and neverending.

After a time, He ordered Gabriela to fetch Him some sorbet. As there was no table easily accessible to Him, Gabriela knelt before Him, holding up the bowl of sorbet – as Tetenia had done earlier with a glass of wine, although Gabriela was not being punished. Every time He took the bowl and gave it back to her, Gabriela thanked Him. A few times, He fondled Gabriela’s breasts, and she moaned lightly when He did this. When He finished with the sorbet, Gabriela remained kneeling there with an empty bowl in Her hand for another thirty or forty minutes – until He came in Karla’s throat, and turned to go to bed.

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His Supremacy’s slumber did not end Tetenia’s punishment. While He slept in the large bed at the center of the room, and Pemca, Karla, Gabriela and Mia slept on the cots built into the walls, Tetenia knelt at the side of His Supremacy’s bed. She was holding a glass of water. She remained like that all night and into the morning. Unlike before, with the sorbet, there was a table by the bedside where He could have put the glass – but tonight, Tetenia was His table.

A couple of times during the night, His Supremacy took the glass from Tetenia, took a sip, and roughly put it back in her hands. She did not thank Him, as He still had not given her permission to speak again. She was constantly afraid of dropping the glass. Her body ached with exhaustion and hunger.

A little while after dawn, His Supremacy stirred. He stretched out in the bed and groaned, slowly rousing Himself. He looked oddly like a normal person in this moment, Tetenia thought.

He moved to the side of the bed, by Tetenia, still kneeling with the glass of water. That’s when she noticed His cock. It wasn’t quite fully erect, but it was getting there. She tried not to stare at it, but kept glancing at it out of the corner of her eye – it was so big and beautiful, so filled with power. How was it erect this often? Is that what being God means, is that a sign of His Godliness – near-constant sexual arousal?

His Supremacy stood up slowly, and stepped in front of Tetenia. He grabbed the glass of water, took a big swig from it, and casually tossed it on the ground behind Tetenia, shattering it and spilling out the remaining water. His cock stiffening, He placed His hands behind Tetenia’s head and held it in place as He entered her mouth. He moaned softly, and thrusted slowly at first. But His hands were firm and there was nowhere for Tetenia’s head to go. His cock bulged in her throat, and he gradually began thrusting faster.

Tetenia’s eyes began to water. She gagged, but His hands held her head firm. “Ahh fuck,” He said, lazily. He went a little faster, and Tetenia began gagging more frequently. His Supremacy let out a pleasured sigh and His hands locked even tighter. He began cumming down Tetenia’s throat. “Fuck yeah,” He said. Tetenia began gagging incessantly – she was still not very practiced at this – as His cum shot down into her. The bulge in her throat made breathing a challenge. “Ahhh,” His Supremacy said, as His orgasm wound down after a couple of minutes.

When He pulled out of her, Tetenia was wheezing and gasping for air. The throatfuck was almost casual, and didn’t even last ten minutes. Tetenia was about to thank His Supremacy – she had just received the Great and Sacred Gift, after all – but stopped herself, the words on the tip of her tongue, as she realized she still could not speak.

His Supremacy looked down at Tetenia and pointed at the broken glass and spilt water on the floor. “Clean that up,” He said to her. “Remain on your knees, and don’t leave the room until you’re done. When you are, come before me.”

His Supremacy left, followed by Mia, Karla, Pemca, Gabriela, and the two guardians and two term servants kneeling by the door. Tetenia was in the room alone.

Tetenia looked around, unsure of what to do next. She crawled around the room for a bit, looking for a towel or a waste bin of some sort, but found nothing. Then she remembered that behind her was an anteroom and washroom – she thought there might be something to help her clean up the glass in the washroom.

She crawled into the washroom, and saw a closet on one side. Reaching up, she was barely able to grab the handle while remaining on her knees. Directly in front of her, in the closet, was a waste bin built into its side – the washroom in her quarters had something similar. There was cloth draped over it, and she tried to tug it loose, thinking it would help her pick up the glass, but it wouldn’t budge. There were some towels on shelves, but they were too high up for her to reach them without standing. There was nothing else in the room.

Tetenia gazed up at the towel. “Stand up,” she thought. “Who’s gonna know?” But what if someone came in? A servant to clean the room, perhaps? More to the point, she couldn’t go through with it. Somehow she knew that if she went before His Supremacy later, having disobeyed his orders, it would eat away at her. It didn’t even make any sense. He may have been all-powerful, but He was not literally omniscient. But she couldn’t do it.

She crawled back into the bedroom and stared at the mess on the floor. There was only one thing she could do: she would have to pick up the glass, piece by piece, taking extra care not to cut herself, with her hands. She would have to crawl into the washroom, on her knees and elbows, with her hands facing upwards holding the broken glass. She would then have to deposit the glass into the waste bin – presumably some servant would clear it out later. After that she would need to lick the water off the floor.

Tetenia shuddered at the idea for a moment. She was almost angry at herself for having to do this. There were towels in the room, and she could get them – if she stood up. Why did have to remain on her knees, because she forgot to thank His Supremacy for the twenty-thousandth time that day? She thought about standing up to get them again, but she knew she wouldn’t. He may not have been omniscient, but He was all-powerful.

Very carefully, Tetenia began picking up pieces of glass and putting them in her hand.

***

By the time Tetenia was done picking up the glass and licking up the floor, it was mid-afternoon. Miraculously, she had not seriously hurt herself – just a few small nicks on her hand. She crawled out of the room, finally, to go to Him.

And suddenly she realized she had no idea where He was. The room was the end of a long corridor with a marble floor. The walls were adorned with frescoes and trimmed with gold. Periodically, there was a heavy, intricately carved, wooden door, leading to some room of who-knows-what, or windows, looking out onto seemingly endless gardens.

Tetenia was crawling down the hall. His Sacred Palace was utterly, preposterously, massive, as were the pleasure gardens around it. She assumed she was probably closer to the gardens than to the main Palace building, but she wasn’t entirely certain. She was kind of amazed that all of this was for His Supremacy, and His Supremacy alone.

At one point, she noticed a staircase on her left. Tentatively, careful not to fall, she crawled down the stairs. At the bottom, there was a doorway, which led outside to a long corridor underneath arched porticoes. Tetenia crawled outside. Between the arches, she saw gardens, beautiful flowers and trees, maze bushes, pathways. There was a fountain somewhere, and off in the distance, signs of another building, shaded by trees. She was probably somewhere in the vast gardens, Tetenia thought – but still, there was no sign of His Supremacy.

Near the end of the corridor, she saw a young, pretty woman, wearing a white frock with purple trim – a Blessed Servant. She was bent down by the plants at the side of the corridor, evidently doing some gardening. As Tetenia still could not speak, she had no idea how this person might help her, but there were no other options around – so Tetenia crawled up next to her.

The woman looked startled when she first noticed Tetenia – a beautiful young woman, not much younger than herself, crawling up to her, saying nothing, entirely naked. Then her face suddenly changed, and she stood up and smiled. “Wait here,” she said to Tetenia. “I might be able to help you.”

The woman left and returned several minutes later with another Blessed Servant. The first Blessed Servant resumed what she was doing, while the second looked at Tetenia. “Are you trying to find His Supremacy,” she asked. “You can nod or shake your head.” It wasn’t that hard to figure out that Tetenia was a concubine enduring some form of punishment, and was trying to find His Supremacy seemed a reasonable first guess at what she needed.

Tetenia nodded. “Follow me,” the woman said.

The Blessed Servant led Tetenia through more gardens, under more porticoes, past a stream, into and back out of what looked like small bit of the Palace. They had been walking – Tetenia crawling – for nearly fifteen minutes when they came across a guardian, patrolling the area. The Blessed Servant walked over and talked to the guardian briefly, who pointed behind them and to the left.

The Blessed Servant looked down at Tetenia and smiled. “We should go that way,” she said, pointing in the same direction as the guardian was. After another twenty minutes or so, they came to a small, concrete clearing. There were two more Blessed Servants at the side of it, scrubbing the feet of a statue of His Supremacy. The Blessed Servant who was escorting Tetenia bowed briefly before the statue, and then conferred with the other two, who pointed off to the right. She looked at Tetenia again. “I think we’re close,” she said.

About five minutes later they saw two kneeling guardians, and two kneeling term servants. They both bowed down towards where His Supremacy seemed to be. It had been forty-five minutes since Tetenia had first spotted Blessed Servant gardening, and nearly an hour since she had left the bedchambers from last night.

The woman turned to one of the term servants and said, “I’m pretty sure she’s a concubine who is aiming to go before His Supremacy. She’s barred from speaking or walking.”

The term servant entered the Sacred Radius. Tetenia noticed the Blessed Servant who had helped her craning her neck, hoping to catch a glimpse of His Supremacy. The term servant returned a few minutes later and looked at Tetenia. “His Supremacy grants you the privilege of entering His Sacred Presence,” he said. The Blessed Servant looked at Tetenia and smiled, and left.

Tetenia crawled towards His Supremacy. There were maybe ten or twelve term servants and guardians bowing down before Him, and a few concubines. He was seated in a plush, shaded, chair, raised up a few steps from the others. They were all in a small clearing, granite, surrounded by trees and vines. A small portion of the Palace poked out in the distance. The Queen Priestess Kelye and the concubine Rabresenna were on their knees before His Supremacy, sucking His cock. The scene was quiet, peaceful even.

Tetenia stopped near the others who were bowing down towards His Supremacy, and bowed down herself. His Supremacy did not acknowledge her, or say anything to anyone. Twenty or thirty minutes went by with scarcely a noise aside from Kelye and Rabresenna sucking His Supremacy’s cock, and scarcely a movement aside from His occasional pushing down their heads or lightly thrusting His pelvis.

Finally, He said: “Tetenia, come forward.” Tetenia crawled to Him, and bowed down to Him directly behind where Kelye and Rabresenna were pleasuring Him. Several more minutes went by, and His Supremacy gazed directly at Tetenia. She felt a pit in her stomach. Nerves. She felt guilty for even considering standing to get that towel, going against His will, that morning.

“Mmmm, that’s good Kelye,” His Supremacy said, looking away from Tetenia for a moment. Kelye gagged loudly on His Supremacy’s cock. He looked back at Tetenia, gazing at her with a look of pleasured calm on His face. Her stomach was tied up in the world’s tightest knots.

His Supremacy’s feet were resting upon two small cushions beside where Tetenia was bowing down, even though everyone else had their knees on hard ground. Still gazing at Tetenia, the same look of pleasured calm on His face, His Supremacy moved His right foot to the side of the cushion and turned it on its side.

Tetenia knew what that meant. She turned her face to the left, her cheek touching the ground, and kissed the bottom of His Supremacy’s right foot. His Supremacy angled His foot down slightly, resting it on Tetenia’s other cheek. Her head was on the hard ground, her lips still touching His arches. A surge of excitement went through Tetenia’s body.

His Supremacy rested His right foot on Tetenia’s face for several minutes. Tetenia was grateful. She was really, truly, grateful. She had never been so grateful for anything before in her life. His Supremacy sat back in the chair, in total comfort, and sighed contentedly, staring off into space. He put His hand on Kelye’s head to keep her down on His cock, and grabbed Rabresenna’s breasts with the other hand. He sank into the chair, and pushed His foot down on Tetenia’s face a little more, forcing her head hard against the ground.

He then moved His right foot back onto the cushion, and lifted His left foot. Tetenia kissed the bottom of it. He rested His left foot on the side of Tetenia’s face for a little while, as He did with the right.

When she was done, Tetenia gazed up at Him, with awe and gratitude. A few more minutes passed. Not looking at her now, He said, “speak, Tetenia.”

Tetenia cleared her throat. Her mouth was bone dry. “Thank you, Your Supremacy,” she said. “I am unendingly grateful…that you permitted me…the immense privilege of kissing your feet….after….” She cleared her throat again. “….displeasing you. I only exist to please you. If I do not please you, I might as well not exist at all. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”

His Supremacy looked down at Tetenia again. His face had the same look of pleasure, calm, complete and total control that goes beyond what that phrase even means. It was the face of God, of one whose will was automatic. Kelye had a gagging fit on His Supremacy’s cock, and He moaned lightly. “Tetenia,” He said. “I gave you…the great and sacred gift this morning…and you did not thank me.” He paused for a moment. “My feet rested on your back…for hours…and you did not thank me. I gave you the privilege of serving me through the night…and you did not thank me.” He paused again, as Kelye gagged and choked loudly. Tetenia became a tightly-wound ball of nerves. She had to stop herself from puking, her stomach a spasm of nerves and guilt.

His Supremacy continued. “The only thing you can give me is thanks,” He said to Tetenia. “I expect gratitude.” He paused again. “So you may go, Tetenia. But you must crawl back to your quarters…ohh yeahh….and think about the gifts I have given you. Once you arrive there, you may stand upright again.” He rubbed Rabresenna’s tits lightly, and she moaned, nearly orgasming from His brief touch.

Of course, there was a very good, and clear, reason why Tetenia had not thanked His Supremacy for all of those things: He commanded her not to speak. She could not speak at all until just now. The idea that she should be punished for not thanking Him when He prevented her from thanking Him was mind-bending.

Still, she felt guilty about it. Like a beam of light cutting through a cloud, an understanding entered her mind: she gave, and His Supremacy took. She endured pain, and His Supremacy received pleasure. She worshipped, His Supremacy was worshipped. She received punishment willingly, and with gratitude; He doled out punishment, entirely at His discretion. Theirs was a symbiotic relationship, as His Supremacy’s relationship with the world was symbiotic. He had the will. She received His will with gratitude, and worshipped Him for it, as the world did. There was no fairness here; no tit-for-tat; no justice. There was only His Supremacy’s will, which she received, and she could only give Him gratitude and worship in return.

“Thank you, Your supremacy,” Tetenia said. “I humbly request permission to respond, Your Supremacy. Thank you, Your Supremacy.”

“Granted,” His Supremacy replied.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy. I….” Tetenia licked her lips. “…I am grateful beyond all measurement, beyond all limits gratitude, beyond all comprehension, for the privilege of bowing down before you and serving you and worshipping you and…receiving your will. I am…I am….” Tetenia stopped for a moment, actually thinking she was going to cry. “I am….I am full of thanks and boundless joy that you may…rest your feet upon me…or permit to serve you for hours…or give me the great and sacred gift. I know you expect gratitude….what I feel is beyond comprehension. It is beyond mere gratitude. I know you deserve more, so much more, than even that, that your power and will are so great that they are even beyond being beyond comprehension…but I…I am giving you all that I can possibly give. I am grateful beyond words, beyond expression, that I may do anything, anything at all, to…please you.” She paused. “Thank you, Your Supremacy.”
His Supremacy had looked away from Tetenia; she wasn’t even sure that He had heard what she said. “There is no amount of gratitude, no amount of worship, no amount of pleasure…ahh…that is truly worthy of my will,” He said. He paused for a few moments. “Go Tetenia,” He added.

Tetenia crawled away from His Sacred Presence. She crawled through the gardens; past the Queen Priestess’’ palaces. Her heart was filled with gratitude; it was truly beyond measure. By the time she arrived at her quarters, evening had long since fell.

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