The Red Wedding

"Ghh!" Yeah, should have expected as such. Li-Mei has been avoiding answering to that question, refusing to give one to something that is apparently mandatory. Plus she had other matters to think about than to give answer to a degrading question anyways.

Like that torture rack to begin with.

But now her issues were piling up on each other, the sadistic Dane simply walking around the ring, parading her around as if she was some sort of trophy. It was humiliating indeed, and escape was hard as it is, the taller woman holding her over her shoulders. The Oriental Rose struggled, legs kicking and trying to find ways to break free from this torture. That is until the finger slid inside of Li-Mei's pussy and she let out an involuntary moan. Writhing in the hold, Minerva made sure to mix pain and pleasure well, though it's more a 70 percent bias to pain and the other 30 left to blasting her pussy with her finger. This wasn't made to make Li-Mei cum, rather just to have her distracted enough. And she knew as such. Yet it was effective.

The Chinese woman's struggles paused as every pang of pleasure hit her and worse, Minerva cranked up the Torture Rack even more. Letting out groan after groan, it was getting near unbearable and Minerva didn't show any intent on stopping. She got all night and wasn't in any hurry at all. She grit her teeth, trying to hold it back, trying to remain as stubborn as she could. Though that only rewarded her more pain. And her body was hurting already on top of this.

"Nyyyaaahhhh!! ...Auugh! ...Okay! Okay! Foot! Your foot! There, I said it, just let me go!"

Minerva couldn’t help but laugh when she heard Li-Mei finally answer her question. “So you do like the taste of my foot after all! That’s nice to hear~” she taunted. Of course she knew that wasn’t what the Chinese beauty was saying. But she was taking a mile every time the girl gave her an inch, stretching the truth to further her prey’s humiliation, and implying she was actually enjoying it.

It also showed she was chipping away at Li-Mei’s resistance. Until now the Oriental Rose had defied Minerva’s commands and fought back at every turn. But the Dane had emphasized her zero-tolerance policy for disobedience. It had taken a few tries, but it seemed the girl did learn after all. There was still a ways to go, however. Li-Mei had done as she was told, but still had the audacity to try to tell Minerva what to do. Surely she didn’t actually believe she had any authority to command her with. The fact that she even tried was simply amusing. Nonetheless, she clearly needed to be taught her place.

“Let you go? My dear, it seems you’re quite mistaken about how this works. You are mine until I say otherwise. The sooner you accept and embrace that fact, the better this will be for you.” Then without warning she turned toward the ring, raised Li-Mei off her shoulders to hold the girl directly overhead, then threw her right between the ropes to send her into the ring. Minerva slid in right after, quickly closing the distance and hoisting her upside down. Moving to the nearest corner, she’d prop her against it while draping her legs over the top ropes and hooking them under the turnbuckle to put her in a classic tree of woe. Then she’d hold her bare foot, the one Li-Mei had just confessed to enjoying (at least more than her own cum), right in front of her prey’s lips.

“Lick.”

She really didn’t want to respond to that answer, but it was clear that Minerva wasn’t going to let her go until she did get the kind of answer she was looking for. And it certainly wasn’t what she meant but Minerva was going to take a mile with that comment. “You got…you got what you wanted! Let me go!” Gritting her teeth with every moment that she has to hear Minerva’s voice as well as being in this hold for too much longer. Making herself clear, Minerva wasn’t going to show any tolerance to disobedience, something Li-Mei cared not for and simply just want to get out of her and just forget all of this happened. But it seemed as if that would not be the case.

However, she did let Li-Mei go, hurling the Oriental Rose into the ring, discarding her like a bag of meat. The Chinese woman tumbled inside, trying to crawl away but Minerva soon caught up and hoisted her up. All that Li-Mei knew is that she was upside down and was placed right into the turnbuckle, legs draped over the top ropes in a tree of woe. She knew this position well enough and wondered how much Minerva saw that match with Ari when she had her in her Tenrenge, a spectacular move in of itself. She hanged there, her long hair splayed on the canvas as she tried to look up. Only to be met with Minerva’s foot. And she wanted it to be licked.

“No…” She looked away, still showing resistance, even though that wouldn’t be the wisest thing for her right now. “I won’t…I won’t do that…”

While she hadn’t spoken of it, Minerva had indeed seen Li-Mei’s bout with Ari in full. Multiple times, even. Of course she would never admit to taking inspiration from the woman who nearly humiliated her into retirement. But at the very least she had that moment to show her this was a perfect position to apply a hentai hold on the Oriental Rose.

Li-Mei’s refusal was not entirely expected. But she had been well-informed about Minerva’s attitude toward disobedience by now. More punishment was in order. The foot held in front of her prey’s face moved instead to her neck and pressed against it, beginning to choke the Chinese beauty. At the same time, her fingers once again moved to Li-Mei’s exposed pussy. One finger rubbed once over her labia before inserting into her sex, slowly sliding back and forth while seeking out the same spots inside that had spurred reactions from Li-Mei previously. And just to heighten the pleasure even more, her thumb went to rub against the woman’s clit.

“Most people call this position the ‘Tree of Woe,’ which makes enough sense. But with these extra twists to it, I like to call this the Weirwood. What do you think?” she casually asked, knowing full well that her foot pressing tightly against Li-Mei’s throat would prevent her from giving any kind of proper answer. Minerva just smiled down at the woman while continuing to give her a steady balance of pain and pleasure, gradually increasing the speed of her fingering. She’d keep going and going until she felt Li-Mei was on the brink of an orgasm...only to suddenly stop her fingers altogether.

“Beg me to let you lick my foot. If you please me, I’ll consider giving you what you want.”

She put money that Minerva's did see that match. Li-Mei wouldn't put it past her if that took inspiration from her own move.

Then again, Minerva ain't climbing on top of the turnbuckle herself, rather keeping herself still on the mat while Li-Mei hangs upside down. But she still has ways in order to make it her own rather than to simply plagiarize the Oriental Rose's own move. She still resisted and that in turn got more punishment, Minerva upholding her zero tolerance rule, the foot that was hovering at her face would be pressed hard on her throat, fully starting to choke the Chinese beauty. If only that was the least of her worries.

More monologuing.

But seriously, it was her fingers coming into play, moving on her exposed pussy, Minerva's fingers played with her sex, teasing before they would insert themselves and play with her clit. "No!.. Please! Stop!" Li-Mei moaned and groaned, coughing out, gasping for much needed air, stirring it up more and more. But just as she gets there, her fingers stopped. Constant denial. Constant torture. She wanted it to stop. Just for it to end. Her legs quivering out, biting her quivering lips. Right until it got too much to hear.

"Ahhh~! Hahh~! Hauhhh~! Auughh~!! Please! Let me lick it! Make it stop! Please!"

Minerva laughed out as she heard the words shouted from Li-Mei’s lips. Only minutes ago this woman had been trying to fight and resist her with everything she had. Now that same woman was begging for the privilege of worshiping her perfect foot.

Oh how she’d missed this feeling.

“Very well. I will allow it,” she said, moving her foot off of Li-Mei’s throat to hold it right by her lips again. “Go ahead. Taste it to your heart’s content.” Her eyes stared down at her trapped prey, savoring the sight before her. She highly doubted Li-Mei was only thinking of her as “the girl Ari beat” now.

Meanwhile, she slid her finger out of the girl’s sex, but lightly rubbed her hand over her pussy. Not fully indulging her or aiming to bring her to another orgasm yet, but reminding her of the incentive that awaited if she pleased Minerva well enough with her foot worship.

She didn't want to do that. She really didn't want to do it.

But more and more, Li-Mei somewhat begrudgingly resided to her own fate. Any other woman would have been fine but she really had much trouble within herself to admit this to Minerva. However, she really couldn't deny that she is still skilled. Minerva was a former champion after all. Trying to fight it is only going to bring more torture and if this is to make things go along quicker then she had no choice but to get with the program Minerva is running.

So Li-Mei begged. And as a woman of pride, she hated herself to do that.

Though that's not to say things were too bad. Out of the feet she had to worship, Minerva's wasn't the worst. Pretty even. So she went to work. The blood rushing to her head was one thing that was of concern. But it wouldn't stop her in the end. Anything to make this go by quick. So the Oriental Rose had to make a good job of it, lest Minerva gets a reason to be petty and drag this affair for too long.

Her lips wrapped around the toes that were offered to her, the tongue following after, just to lap around it with her own saliva. Her legs quivered, pussy throbbed and practically begging for release, every pang of pleasure driving her on to continue. From her toes, she went to the balls of her foot, then letting her tongue draw a line of saliva down to the heel, coating it, closing her eyes all the meanwhile so as to not look at the sadistic Dane. Making sure to pepper it with kisses as well as she soon started to get a bit into it more and more.

“Mmmm~” the sadistic Dane hummed as Li-Mei began to worship her foot. Feeling her prey’s lips and tongue submissively tend to her made Minerva feel like a goddess. It quickly became clear the Chinese beauty knew what she was doing. Even upside down, her tongue worked with precision, licking her foot steadily and smoothly, careful not to waste any movement.

Somewhere during all of this, Minerva became so caught up in her own enjoyment of this she absentmindedly withdrew her hand from Li-Mei’s sex, focusing only on the foot being kissed and licked. There were few things that made Minerva so good as to subject an enemy to this sort of treatment, forcing them to worship the lowest part of her.

Now and then Minerva would press her foot up against Li-Mei’s pretty face to wipe some of the saliva off against it, then present her with a drier foot to worship. “Keep going,” she commanded, basking in the joy of humiliating and dominating this woman with a single foot, constantly keeping it in her face and mouth so she could keep licking and kissing it to her heart’s content.

She could have slumped if her legs weren’t tied up in the corner like that but begrudgingly she resided to her fate. At least the one that the sadistic Dane was offering to her. Even then she still chose to lick it, even when she could have continued to be stubborn. However, that wasn’t going to do her much favours here, Minerva was going to keep her here until she is satisfied. So she has to get with the program.

Despite it being long, Li-Mei would still work her tongue and lips around it, getting bits of the instep before working on the sole. Letting her wet tongue draw along the smooth curves that made up for it, not a single bit of roughness. Surprisingly she took care of it. Something Li-Mei had learnt. Which at least makes this humiliating affair somewhat more...pleasant.

Every now and then the Dane would just slather and press her foot right into her face just to dry it off and after a while, Li-Mei stopped using her tongue and just kept with kisses. At least so she doesn’t do this more often and make this longer than it should. At one point, Li-Mei felt those fingers that had been torturing and coaxing her orgasm would be withdrawn. Did she just forget about stirring Li-Mei into denying an orgasm or was it that she just didn’t need to use those fingers after getting what she wanted? Her lust clouded mind thought of the latter. Still, it wasn’t the best to leave her here right as she was at the brink. But she might as well be that cruel. But this was one less thing she can worry less about.

That is until something came in her mind. Something that had stirred up inside before images and memories flooded her mind as she stared at the long, tapered foot above her. She stared at it before she didn’t see Minerva’s foot, rather someone else’s. Bit shorter, from the looks of it, it belonged to a black woman, before it would dart into memories of that very foot smacking at her face, playing with her breasts. All before it went towards the memory of it planted and smothering her face while the anonymous woman grinded her and tribbed her out of an orgasm. Though she didn’t linger on that for long as she soon remembered the soles of a different person, Japanese rather. Rubbing both feet on her face while her tight butt grinded on her breasts. The aroma was different, as if not only was her own juices but there was the scent of…gel. More and more instances flooded her mind more and more, so much information inside her mind from all different women. As she remembered, it was as if the feet of different women came down towards her pussy, letting them rub and grind at the unattended sex. And she felt that, sending shivers down her spine. Before something would soon come up and came out.

"Nnnnhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh!!!!" Her pussy spurted out juices like a massive geyser, shooting up and getting some height as it all rained down on the two women, the Oriental Rose’s body shuddering soon and wrecking Li-Mei to the core. Going on for quite a while, as if the feet of women’s past ere coaxing her, drawing the orgasm out, all before she would soon slack on the turnbuckle, panting hard, legs quivering from the quaking orgasm.

Often when Minerva had forced people to worship her perfect feet before, they lapped at them with their tongue like a dog. And though the feeling of superiority that brought was exquisite, the physical feeling itself was rather basic as far as foot worship went. But that wouldn’t be an accurate representation of Li-Mei at all. She wasn’t just lapping at her foot like a dog who didn’t know better. Her lips and tongue delicately roamed over her sole and instep, careful to make sure every inch of it received equal treatment. No complaining, no fighting, even as Minerva used her face as a mat to dry off her foot. Just devoting herself to ensuring Minerva was pleased. She soon ceased licking in favor of kissing instead, but continued to show her foot the adoration it deserved.

This was how you worshipped a goddess.

Minerva practically purred at the blissful feeling. She could’ve stayed like this all night, just altering back and forth between which foot she gave Li-Mei the privilege of worshipping. But something abruptly pulled the Dane out of her train of thought. Suddenly the Chinese beauty moaned out against her foot, and her juices gushed out in one of the most explosive orgasms Minerva had ever seen, splashing onto both of them. It was so abrupt it caught Minerva off guard. But once the initial surprise was gone, she long, loud laugh that filled the empty gym.

“Well now, I knew you loved my feet, but they must be rather amazing for you to cum like that just from licking and kissing them. Here, enjoy it some more,” she said, laughing again while she pressed her sole into Li-Mei’s face and smeared it around again. “Come to think of it, you’re the second person this has happened with. I suppose my feet are just that perfect~”

She didn’t know anything about the Oriental Rose’s history with other women’s feet with the exception of a moment relatively similar to this in her match with Ari Nagawa, nor did she know of what role those might have played in Li-Mei’s mind just now. But doing with one foot what Ari had needed two to accomplish gave Minerva’s already immense ego another boost.

“Since you’ve been such a good little toy, I’ll give you a nice little reward,” she said before raising her foot off of Li-Mei’s face and settling it right on her exposed sex. Though Minerva had wiped the sole on the girl’s face several times, her face wasn’t a good enough mat to completely dry. So between the lingering saliva and Li-Mei’s juices, Minerva’s foot was nicely lubricated as it began to rub on her prey’s pussy. All the while Minerva smirked down at her, wanting to see that pretty face while she aimed to make her cum with her foot again.