Nonon watched with a small smile at the display before her, trying her hardest not to let her citizen's fate become obvious from her expressions. Before her, she had three small citizens of her territory, although slave might have been a better descriptor, trying their best to entertain her. It wasn't a new event by any means, in fact it was a requirement. At least once a week one or more of her student slaves were chosen to bring her and her girlfriend entertainment, and if they couldn't, they were to suffer a harsh punishment. Often time Nonon found herself entertained, but not by what it was her slaves were doing, but instead by Satsuki's reaction. As she took a glance at her shoulder she had to stifle a giggle seeing Satsuki stare down at the people below with a glare.
As the group of students slowly let their song, a choice slaves often went with knowing of Nonon's love for music, the looked up at the massive pink haired girl with worried smiles on their faces. To be honest the song was sub par at the best and downright dreadful at the worst. Still Nonon enjoyed giving the people some kind of hope, at least keep them thinking she might not be a vindictive goddess, something she most certainly was. She placed a finger to her chin as if she was deep in thought before nodding to herself and smiling down at the tiny people on stage.
"Well you were a bit out of key, however I found the amount of heart you put into the piece to be very admirable. In the end that is what music is all about I suppose, so that would be a pass for me." Nonon explained trying to be as convincing as she could. The students could not hold back the relief that covered their face. Of course there was no chance of them making it out in one piece. As Nonon looked over to her girlfriend resting on her shoulder she watched as the looks of joy and relief on the people below her died. "What did you think dear, are our friends here moving on." She asked trying her best not to laugh.
Satsuki closer her eyes with an irritated expression on her face as she began her verbal barrage. Despite being so high up and still staying at a regular size the woman's voice boomed across the schoolyard, something that wasn't exactly new but was still always impressive to Nonon each time she saw it. "The one on the left was out of key the entire time and cannot play her instrument even slightly, pathetic in every way. For her I suggest the harshest punishment. The man in the center could not control the other two and was unabble to keep a consistent rhythm for the two to follow. I recommend a different yet equally harsh punishment. Finally the man on the right was eyeing you're body and overall irritating me, I would like to punish that one myself." She spewed with a calm mixture of fury and disappointment.
The looks of terror on the slaves below them was simply divine. Nonon took only a moment to savor it before shrugging and reaching down to grab the woman in her fist. As soon as she made contact the female student began thrashing and screaming for mercy. Deciding that the squirming girl would feel great as a massager she slowly used her free hand to peel free one of her long white boots. As soon as her foot was free she couldn't help but wave her free hand in front of her face from the massive wave of hot foot air that poured from the opening. The girl in her hand must have known as well as she began screaming even louder. Wasting no time Nonon slowly brought the girl to a dangle over the stuffy boot to watch her struggle a bit before dropping her into the hellish and sweaty confines below.
Next she pinched the torso of the man in the middle person and pinned the final man beneath her moist stinky sole to stop his escape. She eyed the man in her fingers curiously before a cat like smile formed on her lips. Slowly she brought the tiny around behind her, using her free hand to draw back the waistband of her panties and pulled up the skirt of her dress. The man began thrashing as Nonon wasted no time dropping the man into the grips of her sweaty cheeks. She wiggled a bit on her throne as she felt the man slip deeper and deeper into her asscrack.
Finally Nonon lifted her foot and returned it into her boot, giggling at the ticklish feeling of the tiny woman pushing against the sweaty flesh on her foot and the sweat soaked insole of her disgusting smelling boot, and grabbed the last of her slaves. Slowly she brought the man over to her shoulder who instantly began struggling upon seeing Satsuki already removing her boots from her feet in preperation of torturing the poor student. Nonon simply giggled at the sight before dropping the man in front of Satsuki. The man attempted to run, but didn't get far before Satsuki stomped him to the ground and planted a sweaty foot onto his face, beginning his torture. Nonon meanwhile enjoyed the feeling of the two students squirming beneath her.
Now though, Nonon had to decide what to do next. As much fun as it was tormenting these small people she needed much more. She had a few options of ways to entertain herself. She could always remove her other boot and have some of the students clean it, or else. Then again there was some fun to be had with her favorite toys, locked up under the school all wrapped up in her socks, the elite four. Or if she was feeling particularly devilish, she could help her girlfriend and tag team this single poor student. So many fun options and yet so little time. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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