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the hour was practically twelve.
I have always wanted to be a TV Star with my own reality TV show, but I have no way of completing a task. I instead ask you grant me this as a gift of my popularity because, like, everybody loves me and so I know we’re, like, already totes best friends!” The girls insolence was noticed by the court, who all gasped. The advisor shifted awkwardly in his golden spandex and looked at the Queen, then her ass, then back to her face again.
shall we let her go, gracious Queen?” the advisor asked.
it seems fitting. Head Dominatrix, let her down.”
you will torture her day in and day out, and twenty-four-seven it will be broadcasted to the world.”
I shall have her pierced at once for the first round of punishments, I think, and give her rings with your insignia to make an example of her.”
I am but an intellectual, and pathetic in my manhood. However, I have pleased many women with my tongue, and I can perform a task to prove this- I only ask that you give me a modest penis, that women might be better pleased by me.”
it would seem wrong to give you one so large.” He sobbed more. “However,” he perked up, eyes intent upon her ass as hope slowly crept into his face. “You have entertained me and behaved like a man such as yourself should. So I shall be merciful- I will grant you the honor of a sex change to join the superior gender, and I shall make a gift of you as a sex slave to one who earns my favor.” His face was a look of pure elation.
       ”Oh, kind and merciful Goddess! I thank you, I thank you!”
       ”You may kiss my ass, for your humility.” Beaming brightly, he was dragged up to the dais, where he knelt and tenderly kissed her ass. Then, he was lead away by the guards and was made a woman within the hour.
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       ”Oh Goddess of Ass and Beauty! The renowned Dominatrix Delina Domina humbly beseeches an audience in your glorious presence.” Harold the Herald stole a glance at his Queen’s ass and his penis shot to attention as well as him, at which the Queen giggled before beckoning him to send in the woman.
       ”Oh Goddess,” she began, kneeling in her black latex fetish wear, “I come before you to ask the honor of replacing the last Grand Executioner, whom you had fucked to death tosya escort in this very room for offering the men she was sitting to death one last breath if they would only lie and claim her ass was superior to yours. I can make any man my bitch, and am glad to prove it so.”
       The Queen glanced at his advisor to ask his opinion, and noticed his erection protruding from his golden spandex as he eyed the sexy, dominant, shiny-dressed woman below. She had a wicked thought, and nudged his ass with a toe. He looked over at her, startled, and she smiled at him.
       ”You heard her, advisor,” she giggled. “Any man her bitch. If she can make you her bitch her in front of me, I’ll give her the job.”
       ”Your advisor?” Delina asked. “Possible, but I’ll need supplies.”
       ”You’ll have them,” the Queen announced, “Harold, being the Head Dominatrix hither!”
       Some ten minutes later, the advisor found himself tied down in latex panties with clips on his nipples. He steeled himself and grimaced at her, but she only need to look at his groin to see that it was a farce. She put two clips on his balls, and gave him a swift kick. He gave out a cry and whimpered a bit, but she could tell that it would take too long to get to him that way.
       ”Wax strips, please, Head Dominatrix,” she said to the other woman as she pressed the point of her left high-heel into the advisor’s groin. “I believe this one will break soon.” The advisor looked away from her, but she propped his head forward and lowered her ass onto his face. She sat there for a second before rising to give him air, then five, then ten, then fifteen, then twenty.
       By the time the wax strips arrived, she had his panties off and was on a full minute. He struggled, red faced, helpless beneath her as she counted disinterestedly and lay the wax strips down on his legs. A muffled screaming ensued, but she paid him no mind. She ripped the strips from his left leg, then his right leg, and had just finished laying one around his groin when her minute was up and she moved her ass up slightly, farting, to let him breath.
       ”I’m your bitch!” he cried, to the trabzon escort court’s astonishment.
       ”I know,” she replied cruelly, before ripping off the last strip and making him howel.
       In acknowledgement of her prowess, the Queen made Delina Domina the new Grand Executioner and sent her off to inspect the dungeons and make arrangements. When she was gone, she had the advisor’s chastity belt brought out and locked him in it.
       ”That’s for displeasing me,” she said, giggling. He blushed, horribly embarrassed, and returned to his place standing by her side.
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       ”Oh Beauteous Goddess of Ass! Who’s Ass knows no Equal! The honorable knight Joseph Gallant comes before you to ask a quest of your gloriousness to show his love for her!” Pleased, the queen nodded her assent, and a stunningly beautiful man who looked great in his golden spandex strode in, blond hair flowing as he walked.
       ”He’s stunning,” the Queen’s advisor whispered to the Queen, who nodded in agreement. The petitioner knelt and said:
       ”Oh Queen, oh Goddess, oh Love of my Life. I exist only to please and serve you, I fuck only that I might glorify and worship you, and I live only that I might be to your liking. Tell me, my Queen, how might this insignificant mortal man serve you?” The court made subdued approving sounds, and the Queen waited for them to be done before making her reply.
       ”You have spoken well, Joseph Gallant, and are most pleasing to the eye. I know just the reward for such a pious man as you, and just the quest to earn it- you must journey into the Temple of Ass behind my palace here, and retrieve from the secret room the sacred Holy Panties, which only I, the Goddess, may wear. The sight of my ass in them is more than any mortal can bear, but to look on it will bring you the most pleasure any has ever known. If you will retrieve them, you may have the honor of being allowed to look upon me wearing them- fail me, and I shall have you castrated for loving so falsely.”
        Hand over heart, Joseph Gallant vowed solemnly to return with the sacred panties for his Goddess and Queen or not at all. tunalı escort Setting out, the advisor and Queen watched him on hidden cameras.
        Joseph entered the temples mouth, in the shape of an ass, and found many depictions of lude acts and beautiful women as he careened through winding halls built in provocative shapes, with statues that seemed to beckon to him lustfully. Finally, coming to the main room of the temple, he found three beautiful women standing in front of a gigantic carving of an ass. One had huge, bodacious tits. Another, who wore a crotchless panties, had the tightest vagina he’d ever seen. The third had a luscious ass, although not one comparable to the Queen’s- for there were none.
       ”You have not been pleasing enough to the Goddess today,” they told him as one, “you cannot pass here.” Defiant, he applied himself. Joseph turned over every stone, pressed every angle and bit of rock, and attempted to go all Dan Brown on the symbols. Eventually, he found himself furiously running around, before finally dropping to his knees and praying.
       ”Oh Goddess,” he prayed, “how do I please you that I might be allowed to finish my quest?” Then, suddenly, it came to him- there was nothing more abhorrent to the Queen than abstinence, and he hadn’t had sex all day. Leaping to his feet, he rounded upon the priestess with the large tits, who smiled and knelt. Expending himself on her face, he went to the second and pleasured her as most befit her form, as he did with the third. Finally, as he shuddered in orgasm and drew out from the luscious ass of the final priestess, the two great ass cheeks rolled slowly apart, and Joseph Gallant stepped slowly inside.
       There was a long hallway, at the end a plinth with a golden box like a small Arc of the Covenant on it, and he quickly made his way to get it. Lifting it from the plinth, however, he felt the sliding of a pressure plate and the wall before him snapped open to reveal a gigantic boulder, which sped hurriedly at him. Whirling around to protect the relic out of instinct, Joseph wind sprinted back towards the entrance. He realized, to his horror, that the ass cheeks were rolling back into place to hinder his escape, as the three priestesses urged him run faster. He closed his eyes and thought of his Queen’s ass to give him speed.
       ”Think he’ll make it?” the advisor asked, popping more popcorn in his mouth.
       ”Hush you,” the Queen replied, “this is freaking epic. Watch.”