CHAPTER 108

"Shut the fuck up, filthy fucking human." She pushed the chair forward and spun it around to face her. "Gods, I can't believe I have to keep looking at you. All you do is sit there and whine." She was in front of him again, and she straddled his legs, her thick thighs opening her gown to reveal that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

Despite recently drinking wine, Mike was suddenly thirsty again.

"You really are just a piece of shit," Sofia told him, then grabbed the back of his head.

"No joke, be careful back there," he warned her.

"Shut up!" She adjusted her grip to avoid his freshly healed injury, then yanked his head back, baring his throat to her. "Pervy little human, I see the way you look at me. You took advantage of me once, but it's my turn now."

Unsure of how to respond, he just grunted.

"You let any little thing turn you on, don't you." She let go of his hair and stepped back. "Nasty little mortal."

"That's me."

She slapped him across the face, and the sting was shortly replaced with a hot glow. Seeing her standing over him like this had him so hard right now, he was struggling to think.

When she unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, it was already drooling precum all over. She swirled it around on the tips of her fingers and then splayed them apart, creating a web of spooge in her hands.

"Disgusting," she said, then wiped it in his hair. With his cock standing at attention, she lifted up one of her legs and planted her foot on his chest. She was wearing a pair of sandals with silk bands that matched her robes.

"Take it off," she commanded. He did his best to pull the silk into his mouth with his tongue, then bit down and pulled, revealing her bare foot. Her feet were large, easily a size fifteen, but still feminine with arching lines and gold paint on the nails.

With her foot now resting on his chest, his eyes slid along her magnificently thick thighs to the dark folds of her gown. He could just make out her trimmed pubic hair, and one of her labia drooped lower than the other, curling up at the tip. There was just enough light to see a tiny bead of lubrication dangling from the end of it.

She pushed against his chest with her foot, causing the chair to slide against the wall until it rested against the nearby shelves. Pausing to scoot the staff farther away from them, she adjusted her gown, pulling it further up.

"You like this, don't you?" she asked, then moved her foot down near his cock. "Being helpless and weak."

He couldn't take his eyes off of her golden toes. She was pressing up against his balls just hard enough that he was a little uncomfortable. However, she spread her toes apart and caught the base of his shaft between her big toe and the next one over. More than capable of encircling his shaft with her massive feet, she squeezed and stroked him.

"Maybe a little," he admitted, letting out a sigh. Sofia was busy staring at his cock, and acted like she hadn't heard him. While pinned in place, it was almost like he had permission to let the world pass him by, if only for a few minutes. Being able to step away from all his cares gave him freedom, and right now, all he could think about was how good her foot felt as she massaged the base of his shaft.

"Ugh, disgusting." She removed her foot and placed it higher, her heel now in his collarbone and her toes pressing against his face. "Lick them clean."

He hesitated, but only for a moment, then licked the side of her foot. She smirked at him while he tried to move his tongue along her toes, then helped him out by curling her digits down, allowing him to suck her big toe into his mouth.

Her lips parted as she watched him, her cheeks now flushed. He sucked and nibbled on her toes for several minutes before she set her foot back in his lap and pushed it against his cock.

"Can't even do that right, nasty little man," she said, then straddled the chair. She lifted her skirt to reveal her glistening pussy, then took a step forward. She was tall enough to accomplish this feat by standing bow-legged, and she grabbed him by the back of the head and tilted his face toward her. "Let's have you lick something easier, shall we?"

She shoved her muff into his face, and he was grateful for the quick breath of air he took in as she pressed against him. When he opened his mouth and inhaled her musky scent, his tongue darted out to lick her clit. His magic leapt from his tongue to her labia, and she moaned when it zapped her.

"Ow, you little fucker," she grunted, then grabbed his head and pulled him in. He sucked and licked frantically at her as his oxygen depleted, and the cyclops ground her hips against his face, letting out shrill little cries.

Mike strained at his bonds, wishing he could grab two handfuls of Sofia's ass, and maybe even allow himself up for air. Spots were appearing in his vision before she yanked him out, his head tilted up at her.

"Look at you, you're a fucking mess." She told him, then shoved his face back in. The room swirled around him as his consciousness fluttered, and then he was back once more, gasping for air.

"If you do a good job, maybe I'll let you fuck me," she said, then pulled him back in again. She kept pulling him up for air, and Mike would groan into her soaking wet pussy when she shoved him back, his cock now leaking copious amounts of precum.