Goddess of Goddesses

"Wake up you hatefull bitch" I snapped kicking grace awake the next day she looked at me trembling as I ordered "go and fetch breakfast in bed for henrietta and me" i glared at grace.

She looked at me as if contemplating refusal but eventually sighed "yes Goddess" I lay back in bed with Henrietta and relaxed when I saw it was about ten minutes until I was due to leave for work I walked out to give the bitch a piece of my mind why was I not surprised to find Grace was gone I picked up my phone and tried to call I smirked at the obvious fear I had awoken in her as the answer phone responded the person you are calling is not accepting calls from you ha pussy.

I decided to eat on the go and made my way to the office "You're late, Whore!" Beth snapped.

"I brought your breakfast. Coffee and a French pastry." I said nonchalantly.

I had prepared them in the same way as the previous day, only my arse was a little less sticky with my earlier bath. Knowing this, I was sure to put a few extra spits in the coffee, as did my friend, the barista. The thing was, you see, dominating Henrietta in the morning got me fully fuelled and ready to kick ass. Standing before Beth, I just wanted to have her beneath my feet. This particular morning, I was even considering telling her to kiss them just to see how she would react.

I knew she would have to beat the dominant out of me before she could have the submissive kneel before her that she demanded. Today was no different.

"So fucking what and address me properly when you talk to me, Slut," Beth seethed as her face reddened with anger.

I was smiling inside, seeing her rage. I could tell she loved the power, but I wasn't sure whether she got off on dominating me in the same way I did with Henrietta. Perhaps her hatred for me got in the way of her being able to enjoy herself.

I am not sure why I did what I did next. Perhaps the diamond and emerald necklace made me feel invincible and superior the night before. Maybe my dominant was too geared up to back down.

"I tell you what bitch. Why don't you get down on your fucking knees and kiss my feet! It is where you belong, after all," I said with all the authority and strength I could muster.

Beth flipped initially, being totally caught off guard by my comment. She even glanced at my sneakers as if to mentally play the scenario through before embracing the realisation of what she had just heard. I then saw her face change into something truly frightening. It looked to release all restraint and control, then gave way to pure, unadulterated anger. It was at that point that I regretted pushing her that far, but my dominant clearly had a reckless side.

What happened next was pretty quick. I had only seen glimpses of Beth's fighting prowess before this. She was so powerful that she didn't need to prove anything, so she often deferred that to the others. This time, however, was different and personal. I had challenged her dominant with mine. I had even forced her to consider, albeit briefly, that I was above her.

She jumped up and strode towards me as I prepared for a punch or grab, but she threw her head forward down to the ground and then brought her foot all the way over the top of where she stood and down onto the side of my face. The impact force was incredible and threw me seven feet into the wall. I think I would no longer be here if it had come down on top of my head. I hoped her skill and not my luck had given me that second chance. As I hit the wall, I barely struggled to stay conscious; it probably would have been better for me if I had passed out.

Beth then approached and stood on my ankle to crush it before saying, "I don't know if I enjoy breaking you more because you think you can resist me or whether you are becoming too irritating to be bothered with anymore. Remember, I can have you in prison at the drop of a hat."

Beth then pressed down hard on my ankle and watched me wince with pain while she considered her own dichotomy.

"I have been watching you closely for a while now, Slut, and I think you have a tougher dominant in that heart of yours than I gave you credit for. No one has ever challenged me like that before, so I guess you are either fucking stupid or just too determined to relent. It's lucky for you. I know you are smart, or you would be dead right now." Beth mused.

"Of course, this raises many questions. Why the hell did you start a relationship with a man who undoubtedly would not be able to live in the shadow of your dominant side? I am wondering how you thought it would all pan out. Perhaps you can control it somehow or channel it in small doses to avoid destroying what you had? But we both know you can never fully control your dominant. What you did this morning was perfect evidence of that. Even though you knew I would punish you mercilessly, you just couldn't stop yourself from challenging me."

"Did you maybe envisage I would kneel and kiss your sneakers? What would you have done if I had? Imagine if I had relented and submitted my authority to you so you had complete control. What would you have done? Would you have killed me, enslaved me, or just simply regained control of your own life?"

I took a deep breath " lets start with enslaving you bitch" I snapped pushing myself up I sent beth flying as i forced my body upwards placing my sneakered foot to Beth's face I pulled her down to within inches of my foot and would never forget what happened next beth kissed my worn sneaker before I kicked her away and pointed to the other she looked sheepish like she was contemplating defiance until her lips found there way to my other sneaker.

"good girl" I smiled spitting in her face before getting down to business "you still have those forged documents about me right?" I demanded

"yes Nicola" she nodded SLAP.

"its yes Goddess you fucker" I corrected her

"um I am turned on by all this but I dont think we can do this on a more permanent basis and definitely not with anyone else knowing about" my angry glare gave her pause "the documents are in the top draw of the filling cabinet heres the key" Beth said trembling

"you unlock it" I ordered trying my luck

"OK" beth answered unlocking the cabinet she was just about to bring me the forgery she had blackmailed me with when we were interrupted.

There was then a furious knock at the door. "What the fuck?" Beth said, now distracted.

"It's Julia. Can I come in, please, Beth? It's urgent."

"Fucking timing," Beth murmured under her breath. "Ok, come in."

Julia came running in, looking flustered and panic-stricken. "It's Chris; you better come quick."

"Fucking hell, you stupid bitch. Can't you see who is in here?" Beth screamed at Julia before glancing towards me.

All the hate was flooding out of my body and replaced with empathy, worry and love. "What's happened to him, Julia?" I shouted quickly forgetting the documents.

Probably to avoid being ordered in front of her underling Beth ordered "take us to him now" Julia looked confused but nodded "yes Beth come along slave" she ordered.