This choice: Amia and Valerie are still obeying Heidi's commands. • Go Back...Chapter #9Reflections on obedience by: Unknown Amia grimaced as Valerie lapped at her pussy. The human was skilled, but she preferred the touch of another angel, like her second Dorothea or her husband Achré, who was rather bored with nobody left to torture in Hell. Since Amia didn't want to disobey her mistress, she'd given him permission to find another willing angel in order to relieve his urges.
But that wasn't the cause of her grimace. That damn young woman was brainwashing her homeworld! Still, she had to admit that she wasn't entirely selfish, but wholly self-serving at least. Amia had seen her type before. They made mortals--and often angels, too--hotter mostly so that they would be more fuckable. They got whole worlds eating out of their hands by inventing crises and then solving them. Amia figured that Heidi would probably wait for the hype over Glorious Girl to die down, maybe a few weeks after the movie's release, then engineer some sort of natural disaster so that she could appear as Glorious Girl in real life to save the day. She wondered what it would be this time. A meteor? Volcanic eruption? Massive earthquake? One God had even made a planet's moon's orbit decay so that he could push it back into a stable orbit.
Still, she couldn't see what was to be done. Heidi was a natural at being omnipotent. She wasn't overwhelmed by it, and she probably could have run the universe--micromanaged it, even--while still doing all her self-indulgent stuff. She was just lazy and couldn't be bothered. But Amia knew that if she opposed her mistress, Heidi was volatile enough that she might well kill her. Of course, that would also destroy the universe, so Amia wasn't too worried about that since she figured Heidi would want more to do than just fuck her one remaining angel for the rest of eternity. But Heidi could defrock every other angel and crush Amia's mind completely.
As she finished her thought, she felt a wave pass over her, leaving her thrashing in orgasm. It wasn't Valerie's doing, though, as she heard a voice in her head along with it.
"Good. Here's a reward for recognizing the futility of your situation. And by the way, you and Valerie are tied and she's not going to bring you to another orgasm, and for now I've blocked off her orgasms, so changing places won't work, and so I've decided that you'll each get fucked by some thirty-eight inch dicks now. See you soon."
Amia pulled Valerie out from her crotch--Heidi wouldn't want anything in the way of her cocks--and they began kissing and fondling each other's tits while waiting for their mistress to grace them with her presence.
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