Testing Oliva’s Strength of Will

Synopsis: Diana takes control of Olivas body in a gym changing room. Oliva’s will is put to a test to see if it is stronger than her lust, as she is subjected to various acts of humiliation.

Full Tags: Mind Control, Body Control, Mind Break, F/f, LezDom, Femsub, Humiliation, Masturbation, Public Play, Scent Play, Feet, Rimming, Crawling, Squirting, Orgasm Denial, Name Calling, 

Oliva was a beautiful 20-year-old blonde who had just finished her daily workout routine and was a sweating mess inside the change room. Oliva quickly stripped out of her standard workout clothing standing naked for a moment in front of a mirror admiring herself, Oliva was 5’2 with brown eyes, weighed about 115lbs and a toned body most girls would kill for. Oliva’s skin was pale and white as she was introverted and a bit conservative, so she didn’t go out much and, in her opinion, sex was a tool, something to use in order get what she wanted. Oliva turned away from the mirror and reach down to grab her shower stuff but instead she picked up a pair of tight, small, and gray spandex workout shorts looked a lot more like panties or a bikini then they did shorts. 

 “This isn’t mine, and it seems like they are a size or two, too small for me” Oliva thought to herself as she went to put them down but instead put them on somehow not realizing what she had done.

 Again, she reached for her shower kit but instead picked up off the bench beside her gray mini spandex sports top, this top looked more like support bra then it did any of shirt. 

 “This must be the matching top to those shorts but again this isn’t mine, and it certainly a size too small for me” Oliva thought to herself again, as she slipped the sports top on still not realizing what she was doing.

 Oliva turned now looking around change room for her shower kit but was quickly distracted by her reflection in a mirror and what she was wearing. The outfit left nothing to the imagination, the gray pair of shorts were definitely a size, or two too small and just barely covered Oliva’s genitals, anus and perineum while leaving most of her most of the ass cheeks exposed, but even then, Oliva thought she could see the outlines of her pussy lips pressed against the stretchy fabric. The top while comfortable and held her breasts firmly in place was also similarly too tight as Oliva could see the top and side curves of her breast squishing and pushing out the past the sides of the fabric, much like the shorts she thought she could see the outlines of her nipples.

“Well damn girl don’t you look hot as hell in that, but don’t you think it shows just a bit too much skin to be wearing out in public?” A soft womanly voice said from behind Oliva.

 Oliva jumped, as she was surprised by the random voice and quickly turned around to see a beautiful woman staring at her. The woman was 5’9 and towered over Oliva. She had bright green eyes that sparkled. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail that stopped at the small of her back. Based on the girls face Oliva guessed the girl was about a year or 2 younger than her. She wore a pair of black seamless booty shorts with a short and tight work out crop top, both items clung to her like a second skin. In contrast to Oliva’s pale skin this woman had a beautiful light tan covering her whole body, a body that look like it had been chiseled to perfection, as she had the leanest, yet muscular body Oliva had ever seen on a girl. 

“What? I mean …. No. I would never go out in public like this. I was just about to change.” Oliva quickly said looking down and away from the women.

“No need for that, in fact I want you to come and stand in front of me so I can get a proper look at you!” the women demanded.

“And who do you think you are? Why do you think I would I do something like that?” Oliva questioned as she looked back up at the woman while rolling her eyes.

“My name is Diana but who I am doesn’t really matter at this moment, and I know you will do it because I can make you do almost whatever I like, Oliva!” Diana quickly responded with an evil smile.

“How did you know my name and what do you mean….” Oliva’s questions were cut off as her body started to move towards Diana as if being controlled by someone else’s until she finally stopped in front of the mysterious woman.

"Good girl, now stand at attention with your hands at your sides." Diana ordered in a teasing tone as she walked slowly around the frightened girl. 

“H ... how are you ... doing this?” Oliva said as her body stood up straight with her shoulders back and her arms firmly locked to her sides. “Please … let me go.”

As Diana walked around Oliva, she slowly increased the pleasure sensations of the Oliva’s body making her tingle and feel as much pleasure she could without Oliva becoming aware of the change.

“Let you go, whatever do you mean? I am not touching you in any way, the door over there isn't locked which means you can simple walk out or that anyone could walk in at any moment.” Diana said with a sarcastic laugh. 

“You know what I mean, I can’t move my body, what did you do to me?” Oliva responded as she tried to twist and turn her body, trying to convince it to leave but it doesn’t move.

Diana took her time looking over her new toy before answering “I was getting a little bored and decided I wanted to prove a point.”

Olivas body just shook slightly as she continued to try and force herself to move.

“What do you mean prove a point? And why can’t I move?” Oliva asked perplexed.

Without warning Diana stopped her slow circling so she was directly in front of Oliva, Diana then reached out and pinched the girl’s right nipple through her workout top. "You like this don’t you slut?"

Oliva just remained silent in shock her mind was a mix of emotions mostly fear and humiliation but there was something else as Diana rubbed and rolled her nipple.

"Answer me!" Diana ordered as she pinched Oliva’s nipple harder.

"No. I… I don't like this." Oliva quickly responded her voice now getting a bit rugged as something deep down inside of her couldn’t help but feel somewhat excited even if she couldn’t admit it.

“That is the point, I know you are lying to me. Though I don’t think that you know you are lying. I can see things in people, those deep dark secrets they keep hidden away even from themselves.” Diana said as she gave Oliva’s nipple one final squeeze before releasing it.

“Please just let me go. I … I promise I don’t have any deep dark secrets. I’m just a regular person.” Oliva begged, her body now shaking a bit harder.

“Once I prove my point, I will let you go. Now I want you kneel in front of me where a good submissive cunt like you belongs.” Diana ordered pointing at the floor in front of her.

Oliva’s body obeyed and sank down to its knees where Diana pointed in front of her. Oliva looked even more confused as her body took on a mind of its own again. Oliva was now forced to look up at an even more severe angle to stare into Diana’s eyes as Diana looked down on her.

“See I told you I can make you do whatever I want.” Diana smiled victoriously as Oliva looked up at her with fear and disgust from a kneeling position.

“Well almost anything, I am limited to the physical control your body, but I can’t control what you think, nor can I control your feelings or emotions.” Diana added. While Diana was telling the truth, she knew that by correctly controlling a person body and how it responds to certain stimulation she could easily manipulate their minds.

“But why are….” Oliva tried to say.

“I told you multiple times already you dumb slut, I WANT TO PROVE A POINT. We are going to play a little game; my goal is to prove that deep down you’re just a dirty disgusting submissive bitch! Your goal is simply to resist, don’t give into the pleasure and don’t let it control you.” Diana said as she slowly licked at her lips.

“Please just…” Oliva tried to respond

“Shhhhh no more talking skank unless I ask a question.” Diana cut off Oliva.

“Now I want you to spread your legs wide and lean back for me so I can see all of you” Diana ordered.

Oliva face quickly turned a flushed red as humiliation washed over while her legs quickly spread apart, and her body arched backwards pushing her breasts up and out towards Diana.

“Good slut, now I want you to tease and touch your body, put on a sexy little show for me.” Diana then demanded.

Oliva’s hands slowly began to move across over her stomach. Diana secretly increased Oliva’s sensitivity to touch and fed it directly too Oliva’s pleasure centers, making even the lightest of touch feel like pleasurable sparks. With each and every touch feeling slightly more intense then the last, Oliva’s slowly and sensuously danced her fingertips along her curves, across her shoulders, playing over her firm breasts, teasing along her ribs and rubbing across her toned abs down to her hips.

“Unggghh” Oliva moaned, biting her lip as she glanced around the changing rooming make sure no one had walked in on her.

Oliva continued to move her hands down, caressing her hips, then her slender thighs, until finally her right hand came to rest on her pussy, cupping it through the tight spandex thong. Oliva moved her fingers circling gently around her lips feeling the wetness through the spandex. Oliva’s lip trembled, her eyelids fluttered, and shame flooded her mind as her fingers moved up to dance across clit.

“Tell me how does it feel?” Diana finally asked after watching Oliva gently play with her spandex covered pussy for over 5 minutes, turning the fabric from a light gray to a dark wet gray.

“It feels... b… ba… I don’t like this; I don’t want this but… it… it feels good?” Oliva said more questioning herself as Oliva’s mind a cloud of confusion and guilt while her body continued to fill with shameful pleasure. 

Oliva could feel the wetness of her pussy running down her thighs as her body just kept lightly toying with her clit. All Oliva could think was ‘Oh God, how can I be getting turned on by this!’

After waiting couple of minutes Diana ordered “Stop touching yourself slut, instead I want you to lay down on your back with you palms flat on the floor.”

“Nouuugh” Oliva groaned out in frustration as her body quickly obeyed moving her hands away from her now wanting pussy while moving from her kneeling position, onto her back as ordered.

“I can only control your body but not your mind. That means that everything you think, everything you feel outside of physical stimulation, like arousal, humiliation, fear, shame, need, want, and even pain is all coming from you and only you.” Diana explained, but leavening out the part where she knew she could manipulate those feelings by controlling her physical sensation and responses to them.

Diana continued “To prove this I want you to get those legs up, keep them straight as you push them back, I want you to get your toes on the floor behind your head.”

Oliva’s body quickly and obediently followed the order, she lifted her legs high into the air then pushed back until her toes were resting on the floor behind her. 

“This is plow pose, and you are going to hold this exact position while I count to 10. I order you to not feel any pain, shame, humiliation or arousal.” Diana added once Oliva was in position, again not telling Oliva that her verbal orders meant nothing as she controlled Oliva with her thoughts not her words.

Oliva was now forced to stare right at her dark, wet, and gray spandex covered crotched as her body held the exposing and humiliating position. Oliva inhaled deeply filling her senses with a heavy, thick mix of pussy juice and body sweat, then when Oliva exhaled, she could feel her warm breath flow across her pussy teasing it.

“One …  Two” Diana counted slowly letting more than few seconds’ pass between each number

Being forced to hold this position was degrading enough but despite her repulsion as Oliva took another deep long breath of her pungent, sweaty, and wet pussy Oliva could feel her pussy pulsing with arousal. 

“Three … Four” Diana slowed down her count letting half a minute pass to ensure Oliva got a couple of breaths between each number.

Oliva couldn’t determine what was turning her on and with each deep breath a thought started to grow in the back of Oliva’s head ‘Maybe I am a disgusting freak’

“Five … Six” Diana kept counting as she watched Oliva closely.

Oliva started feel her body ache slightly, this caused her to remember Diana’s orders ‘I don’t want you to feel any pain, shame, humiliation or arousal’. Oliva now believed that Diana had told her the truth and was not controlling how she felt. 

"Seven … Eight" Diana counting seemed to slower and slower with each passing number.

A fresh sheen of sweat now covered Oliva’s young and tight body. Pain was shooting through her straining muscles, from her ankles up through her straight legs, into her crunched stomach and shooting through her ached back. 

“Nine” Diana smiled her count slowing even more as she watched the mix of pleasure and pain dance through Oliva.

A low slow groan escaped Oliva lips as she fought desperately to lower her legs the pain becoming too much for her to handle, yet Oliva could still feel the incredible pulsing in her pussy.

“Ten” Diana counted the last number, having made Oliva hold the harsh yoga pose for almost 3 full minutes.

Oliva gasped as she felt the hold on her body release as her legs fell into the floor with a thud. Normally that position wouldn’t have been difficult for Oliva, but she had already finished an extremely intense work out less then 20 minutes ago, so Oliva laid on her back panting hard as she did her best to catch her breath. 

“You ok slut? Diana asked mostly to just get the girls attention back.

"Yes" Oliva replied breathlessly, then turned her head to look up at Diana.

“Good, that means we can move on! Now I am going force you to do something so revolting and humiliating that when you get turned on from it you will leave no doubt in your mind that I am right about you being a disgusting, perverted slut!” Diana said her voice full of glee and sadism.

Oliva looked up at Diana with longing eyes trying to beg to be let go. As hard as she tried to speak, since Diana never asked a question Oliva’s body acted on its own and continued to obey the command of no speaking.

“No objections?! I didn’t think so and I have just the task in mind.” Diana teased while fear washed over Oliva’s face.

“You are going to toss my salad. I am sure after you give my ass a thorough and proper rimming you will be begging to cum. Do you know what that means slut?” Diana continued.

Oliva shook her head slowly scared of what it could mean.

“Of course, a dumb, repressed bimbo like you wouldn’t know those terms. Allow me to educate you my little whore. It means you're going to be licking, sucking, and cleaning my tight and beautiful asshole!” Diana said, talking like she was speaking to a child. 

It took Oliva a moment to process what she had heard and even as she did, Oliva couldn’t believe this strange woman actually wanted her to lick her ass. Diana quickly stripped off her workout shorts and stepped over Oliva’s body, which was still lying flat on its back forcing Oliva to stare up at Diana’s now naked pussy and ass. Oliva now realized that Diana was being serious as Diana lowered her sweaty ass down until her butt was resting gently on Oliva’s face.

“Don’t just lay there twat, get licking my ass!” Diana ordered.

Everything in Oliva’s mind screamed out at her that this wrong; but her body simply refused to listen as she stuck out her tongue and pressed it against Diana’s asshole. Oliva’s face was a picture of pure disgust as she gagged and choked on taste and smell of the salty, sweaty, and musky ass that overwhelmed her senses. Oliva was certain that she would never get enjoyment out something like this.

“Let's see if we can get you to add a little more enthusiasm behind those licks.” Diana said as she reached down and gently rolled Oliva’s spandex covered nipples with her fingers.

A surprise jolt of sensation pulsed out from Oliva’s nipple through her body. Oliva did her best to ignore the feeling in her nipples as her body forced her to give Diana’s ass long slow licks. Diana expertly pinched, squeezed, pulled, and rolled Oliva’s nipples with her fingers for a few minutes until Oliva couldn't help herself and started to moan into Diana’s ass.

"Much better my little ass loving slut. Now I want you to push your tongue inside, really try to lick as deep into my perfect little hole as you can." Diana ordered as she let go of Oliva’s nipples.

Even after minutes of licking the taste and smell never got any better for Oliva and this new order caused a fresh wave of humiliation to wash over her body. Oliva still helpless to control her own body felt a new level of disgust as her tongue tried it’s best to probe into Diana’s puckered asshole. Diana placed her hand on Oliva’s wet spandex covered pussy stroking the girl’s moist cunt slowly as she felt Oliva’s tongue try and push its way into her asshole. 

"Do you feel that, you filthily whore?!" Diana teased as she rubbed her finger over Oliva’s clit. "You are soaking wet you ass licking pervert!" 

Oliva wasn’t able to respond as her tongue was finally able to push past the tight ring of Diana’s asshole and slip inside. Diana pushed her fingers between the spandex sports thong and sliding her index and middle fingers all the way into Oliva’s pussy with one smooth stroke. Oliva pushed her tongue as deep into Diana’s asshole as she could holding it there for a moment as she tried to catch her breath, Diana matched the movement of Oliva’s tongue by holding her fingers deep inside of Oliva’s cunt rubbing gently at the inside of her pussy walls. As Oliva slowly pulled her tongue out of Diana’s asshole, Diana responded by slowly pulling her fingers out of Oliva’s Pussy. Oliva’s tongue then licked hard and fast jabbing in and out of Diana’s asshole, Diana continued to match the movements jabbing her fingers in and out of Oliva’s pussy hard and fast. Another 5 minutes passed as Diana continued to match her fingering to Oliva’s licks.

Tears of humiliation now streaked down Oliva’s face as her body was a ball of lust. Oliva could feel herself willingly opening her legs wider to give Diana better access to her pussy, Oliva also realized she couldn’t stop the licking, but she could increase how hard she licked so she was now willingly driving her tongue as deep and as hard into Diana’s ass as she could knowing Diana would return the favor with her fingers. Diana lined up her ring finger and without warning pushed it deep inside of Oliva’s ass while the other two fingers stayed in Oliva’s pussy.

"Oh, your dirty anal slut, your asshole swallowed up my finger with zero resistance!” Diana teased as she pulled her fingers out until only the tips remained inside Oliva’s holes before plunging two fingers back into Oliva’s pussy and one finger deep into Oliva's ass again.

Oliva quickly turned into a slobbering mess as she licked in and out of Diana's ass, French kissing the hole with more passion than she had ever given to a past lover. Diana responded by rapidly finger fucking Olivas ass and pussy, pumping her fingers In and out, as hard and as fast as she could. Oliva knew what she was doing was wrong and revolting, but the pumping fingers in her pussy and now in her ass seemed to strip her of the any rational thought as sparks of passion exploded from her holes and danced through her body. The pleasure of it all just built and built like nothing Oliva had every felt before. Oliva lost track of time, she wasn’t sure if it had only been five minutes or an hour since she had started willingly licking Diana's ass. Oliva knew she had lost, the only thing that now mattered to her was that all large and all-consuming orgasm that was just waiting to be released. 

No matter how hard she licked, or how hard Diana fingered her nothing seemed to push her over that edge, the orgasm wouldn’t come but everything just kept feeding into her mind consuming lust forcing her arousal to grow and grow until about half hour later Diana finally rolled off Oliva.

“Please … please ... make me cum … please Diana ... I will do anything” Oliva begged with fresh tears running down her cheeks.

Diana just smiled her sadistic smile as she pulled her fingers out of Oliva’s holes and pushed them into Oliva mouth. Oliva’s brain was so wrapped up in a fog of lust she sucked the fingers clean without even realizing what she had done. Diana pulled the fingers slowly from Oliva’s mouth and whipped them across the Oliva’s face then through her hair, drying them.

“Please … Diana” Oliva continued to beg.

Diana put a finger to Oliva lips silencing her as she leaned over Oliva and spit onto the Oliva’s face. Diana gave Oliva another sadistic smile as she watched the saliva slowly roll down Oliva’s cheek. When it finally dripped off her check and hit the ground Diana spit on Oliva’s face again, repeating the process over and over till Oliva’s whole face was covered in wet, thick, shiny, bubbly, strands of saliva.

“Now that I have cooled down a bit, tell me slut do you want to really want to cum or do you want me to let you go?” Diana asked as she looked down at Oliva’s spit covered face.

“I …. I …. Please let ….” Oliva tried to speak her mind conflicted on what it wanted.

“You can either stay in here with me or you can leave …” Diana said leaving a long pause

“If I choose to stay…?” Oliva asked 

“I will continue to debase and humiliate you. I promise things will get much worse than you could ever imagine, I won’t let you cum so you will never get that release you crave so badly right now but if you can hold out through it your life will go back to normal and you will forget all about today.” Diana said in a very matter of fact way.

“I want to ...” Oliva tried to say before being cut off.

“Or you can crawl out that door into the middle of the gym and show the world what a dirty disgusting perverted whore you really are! I promise that you will get that orgasm you so desperately need and so much more, it will be the greatest thing you have ever felt in your life, but you will remember this day forever and who knows what will happen to your life after.” Diana added with a smirk.

“I… please let me … No, I want to…” Oliva said her whole-body trembling as she rolled over onto her stomach and slowly pushed herself up to her knees. “I… Need it… Will do it… Can’t… Myself… Please…”

Oliva was confused, her mind clouded with lust and need, she knew she wouldn’t be able to endure whatever Diana’s evil mind had planned for her. Oliva slowly started to crawl towards the door of the change room, she needed to end this and to her horny over stimulated mind giving in was the quickest way out.

Diana cranked up the sensitivity and response of Oliva’s nipples and pussy as Oliva crawled. Oliva’s Nipples were now harder than they had ever been in her life and Oliva felt sparks of uncontrollable passion, like someone was sucking on her nipples as they gently rubbed against the spandex while she crawled. Oliva’s hips had a slight sway as she unconsciously rubbed her thighs together, it felt like her pussy was being firmly licked, sending pulses of passion through her body with every forward movement. By the time Oliva reached the door of the change room beads of sweat rolled down her body making her skin shine as she panted like a dog, doing her best to maintain what little control she had left of her mind.

‘Please … let the … gym be … empty’. Oliva thought to herself over and over as she pushed the door open and crawled from the change room into the gym.

The gym wasn’t empty, and as Oliva crawled across the floor the gym, she heard the unintelligible speech of many voices go dead silent around her. Oliva could not bring herself to look up, but she knew everyone in the gym was watching her. She knew that everyone was able to see rock-hard nipples visibly poking out of the overly tight spandex, and she knew that they could see the large dark wet spot on her spandex thong clinging and outlining the lips of her pussy.

What Oliva didn’t know was that it was easy enough for Diana to turn the two of them into a blind spot, making it so no one in the gym could see or hear them unless Diana let them. She was also control what Oliva was able to hear. 

When Oliva reached the center of the gym all of the sensation became too much for her and what was left of her resistance finally broke. Oliva shifted into the kneeling position her eyes still casted downward, Oliva knew she should be horrified and disgusted with herself, but it felt so right for Oliva to be kneeling like a slave. Oliva swallowed her pride, her fear, her humiliation, her disgust, feeding them all to her arousal. Oliva willingly and under her own control moved her hand towards her crotch, sliding her hand into the workout thong as touched her wet pussy in a room full of strangers.

“I bet you've never felt like this before, have you slut?” Diana whispered into Oliva’s ear as she stoked the submissive girls back.

“Was I … really … like this … all along?” Oliva moaned out as she rubbed her pussy.

“Yes, this is all you slut!” Diana answered dragging her nails along the Oliva’s shoulder.

“No … you must have … done something … you made me … like this.” Oliva continued 

“I just got you worked up. Everything you feel, everything you are experience is all you and deep down you know it.” Diana answered gently brushing her hand over Oliva’s cheek.

“That … means I … I can always … feel this … good?” Oliva asked as she worked two, then three fingers between her slick pussy lips.

“You can only continue to feel this good if you embrace your true nature as a disgusting submissive slut. Tell me Oliva are you a good girl or are you a dirty little skank who wants to cum?” Diana continued to whisper into Oliva’s ear.

Oliva’s thumb rubbed hard quick circles around her clit while her fingers pumped in and out of her pussy. Oliva’s other hand found its way under her workout top here she rubbed, pinched, rolled and pulled on her rock-hard nipple. Despite her best-efforts Oliva couldn’t make herself cum.

“I am waiting for an answer you dumb little whore!” Diana scolded.

“Please … please let me … cum … I need … it, I want it … I will … do anything … please!” Oliva whimpered out her body trembling with need as she removed her hands from her body and started to reach out towards Diana.

With a sadistic smile Diana quickly sat down on a workout bench that was beside Oliva and slipped off her workout shoes. Diana slipped one foot forward stretching out her leg until her foot was pressing up against Oliva’s pussy, rubbing it lightly. Diana then extended her other bare foot, so it was right in front of Oliva’s face. The smell of the sweaty foot overwhelmed Oliva, it seemed like Diana had been wearing those shoes for weeks as it was the most pungent thing Oliva had ever smelled in her life. 

“If you want to cum slut you need to show all the people in this gym just how disgusting you really are by grinding that worthless cunt on my one foot while you clean my other foot with your mouth.” Diana said as she rubbed her toes around her Oliva’s spandex covered swollen cunt lips.

“What kind of degenerate would do something like that?” Oliva heard someone say behind her as she quickly and enthusiastically buried her face in the sweaty foot, taking in long deep breaths as she began gently licking her wet tongue over the sole of the foot.

Oliva rocked her hips dragging her wet pussy across the top of Diana’s foot while she began sucking on Diana's toes one at a time, drawing them into her mouth and cleaning them until they glistened and dripped with her saliva.  Diana just smiled as she took control of another stranger from the gym.

“What a disgusting little slut you are!” Oliva heard voice say from behind her has a hand reached around her body groping her breast. Oliva would normally have been mortified at being touched by a stranger, but in this moment, she loved it, it sent a fresh way of sparks through her body feeding her out of control lust.

Oliva pushed her chest out proudly into the groping hand while she tranquilly sucked and licked away Diana’s foot with her mouth. Olivas whole world was focused on Diana’s feet nothing else mattered or even seemed to register with her as she continued to rock her hips in small jerking circles grinding her wet pussy along Diana’s foot. Diana again took control of another stranger.

“Can’t you find someplace else to be a whore?” Oliva heard a different voice say from behind her before she felt a hard slap on her ass.

“Mmmfff” Oliva moaned around Diana’s foot which was now halfway into Oliva’s mouth.

“Are you going to answer them whore?” Diana said as she pulled her foot spit soaked from Oliva’s mouth while also pulling her foot away from Oliva’s pussy before switching so that her now sweat and pussy soaked foot was at Oliva’s faces and her spit-soaked foot was at the girl’s pussy.

“I … can’t … control … myself, … I’m … just … a … dirty … slut”, Oliva said between kisses, as she kissed the foot in front of her repeatedly tasted and smelled her pussy mixed with pungent foot sweat. 

Diana expertly used her toes to push the spandex to the side exposing Oliva’s pussy, then with exact precision Diana pressed her toes between the wet needy folds of Olivas pussy. Oliva was hit with a bolt of pleasure as she felt the toes enter her body. 

“I’m just a disgusting fuck toy!” Oliva yelled, pushing her legs wider apart as she bounced up and down now fucking herself on Diana’s foot.

Oliva sucked on Diana’s toes, her tongue licking into every curve and crevice, cleaning every bit of liquid she could find as she looked up at Diana worshipfully. Oliva at the same time pushed down with all her might working the toes deeper into her cunt until half of Diana’s foot was buried into her pussy, up to the middle of Diana’s arch.

“I am a worthless whore who’s only value is to serve” Oliva moaned out around the foot in her mouth as she moved up and down slowly sliding Diana’s foot in and out of her pussy, fucking it.

“Are you a happy being a worthless fucktoy?” Diana asked

“I … will ... be … anything ... you … want.” Oliva responded between long loving licks of Diana’s foot.

“No dumb cunt, that is not what I asked. I am asking you to prove my point. Are you being what you were truly meant to be?”

“Yes, this is what I was meant to be. I am just a perverted submissive bitch, I just want to serve, to be used, and be a good little toy. Thank you for showing me what I really am” Oliva said proudly as grabbed Diana’s foot and pulled it upward while forcing herself down until most of Diana’s foot was in her pussy, so her pussy lips were almost touching Diana’s ankles.

Diana curled and wiggles her toes inside the tight wet and warm confines of the Oliva’s Pussy. Oliva could feel the toes moving and rubbing deep inside her pussy as her pussy lips stretched wider than she thought possible around the thickest part of Diana’s foot. Slowly Diana twisted and flexed her foot enjoying the feeling as Oliva’s inner walls squeezed and pulsed against the flesh of her foot. 

Oliva lifted her hips up until just the toes of Diana’s foot remained in her warm, tight folds, pausing just for a second before she dropped down plunging the foot deep inside of her, filling her pussy with one smooth stroke. Oliva rocked her hips and pumped her body hard, slamming her pussy up and down as hard as she could on the foot fucking it like a cock. Diana could feel Oliva’s pussy mold to shape of her foot as it was repeatedly and aggressively swallowed up by the Oliva’s craving hole. 

“Fuck! Fuck, I am going to explode… Please let me cum I can’t control it anymore” Oliva screamed out as she fucked the foot for all she was worth.

“Come for me bitch,” Diana growled, “Come all over my foot, make a big fucking mess, you disgusting slut. When you cum you will become the true submissive whore forever.”

“Thank you … I’m going to cu ... fuck I’m cummmming” Oliva screamed, her upper body heaving with huge, shuddering gasps as her pussy finally boiled over.

It was an explosion, almost impossible to describe the intensity at which the flood juice sprayed out of Oliva. Oliva just kept orgasming came again and again as she squirted over and over, coating Diana’s foot and leg along with the floor and her own thighs with sticky pungent pussy juice. The feeling burned into Oliva’s brain and soul as she could no longer think of anything but making herself into a perfect little bimbo fuck toy so this would never end.

Eventually, after numerous minutes of constant rolling orgasms Oliva collapsed onto the floor, in a pool of her own squirt and sweat as she grunted, gasped, and whimpered while her body spasmed with mindless pleasure.

“No time to rest yet little slave, you made a big fucking mess and you are going to clean it up with your tongue, like any true filthy fuck pig would do!” Diana order as she put her squirt-soaked foot in front of Oliva’s face.

Oliva crawled forward obediently and without hesitation She licked and sucked on Diana’s toes. Oliva worked her way upwards, making sure everything bit of skin was clean as she progressed. It only took a minute for Oliva to perfectly clean Diana’s foot and lower leg, Once done she looked up at Diana with longy and needy eyes awaiting her next order.

“I told you to clean up your mess slut, just look at what you did to the floor. You should know that you can’t just leave things a wet sticky mess in a gym so get cleaning.” Diana said in a stern but teasing voice.

Oliva surveyed the mess on the floor, there was a large puddle of her cum in front of her along with wet spots and smears along the floor where she had crawled through the gym. Oliva dropped her face to the floor pushing her ass high into the air. Oliva then licked and slurped at the puddle swallowing her own fluids as she slowly cleaned the gym floor with her tongue. The humiliation and submission of the act fed back into her arousal and within minutes her legs were spread wide as one hand vigorously fingered her pussy while she continued her tongue cleaning of the dirty gym floor.

Oliva spent the next hour fingering herself to massive orgasm after another while licking the floor clean. Each orgasm would create a new puddle of squirt and sweat which she would then have to lick clean repeating the cycle until exhaustion Eventually took over and she passed out with her face down in a puddle of her own filth.

Epilogue

It had been a few weeks since Oliva’s mind opening experience, and she still wasn’t entirely sure if it had actually happened or was just a dream. After she passed out, she woke up later that day at home in her bed like nothing had happened. Any time Oliva thought about that day (she thought about it a lot as every detail was perfectly and vividly burned permanently into her mind), her nipples quickly went rock hard while her pussy turned into a hot, wet mess. At first Oliva knew she should feel awful, that she should be disgusted and hate herself for not only what happened but for getting so turned any time she thought about it. Oliva knew she should try and be a ‘good girl’ but she couldn’t even bring herself to fake it, the ‘genie was out of the bottle’ and Oliva didn’t want to go back to how things were.

Oliva embraced her new life as a sexual submissive, she gave up any last bit of self-respect or restraint she had as she realized just how boring and unfulfilling her life had been. If there was ever a something that could be called a religious experience Oliva had experienced, it that day. Oliva now devoted herself to her submission and because of that the world seemed brighter, her life had a purpose, she was from stress, free from worry, her orgasms more powerful and fulling than they had ever been. The only thing that now mattered to Oliva was becoming the perfect slave as she worked to find an owner.

The End