The Final Tournament Pt. 6: Father and Sons
A tale of Female Martial Arts Supremacy by Kicked72
A Perfect Landing
Berenice’s landed on the Arena’s sandy floor in super-heroine/anime style: in a typical Black Widow landing stance, she was supporting her weight with her right knee and her left hand resting on the ground. Her left leg was outstretched sideways and her right arm was theatrically pointed diagonally upwards. She was looking down and her eyes were covered by her side bang of black hair but through it she could still see – and hear – the celebration she was getting from the entire stadium. All the Amazons were cheering on her, applauding, and giving her a standing ovation. On the other side of the stadium, the Barbarians could only admire her perfect demolition and humiliation of their champions: obviously, every male member of the audience had repeated spontaneous ejaculations while they were watching that performance of absolute female martial arts supremacy. There was an Amazonian saying that went ‘On tournament days, a Barbarian can only get out of the Arena with a cold body and a wet waistcloth!’: it meant that for the Barbarians the only possibilities on those days were to die in the Arena – or on the terraces – and to pay homage to the repeated Amazonian victories they were inevitably going to watch – or suffer directly, if they were Arena fighters - with numerous and unstoppable ejaculations from their dicks which were always standing up in the presence of barefooted Amazons warriors. And surely there was a lot to be excited about Berenice’s performance, under every possible point of view and in both areas of the stadium!
Now the oriental Amazon was basking in the audience’s admiration. Hers was an epic landing after an epic finishing move. All around her, laid the bodies of the four massive men-beasts: four giants that, before the start of their confrontation with Berenice, were considered unbeatable and that she had just knocked out so masterfully and gracefully. She had landed right in the middle of the circle made by the formerly standing bodies of her opponents. Had she been less than a formidable gymnast and martial artist that she was, she would have risked being flooded by the ejaculations that she had provoked from their enemies’ huge dicks: for her it would have meant being on the receiving end of a disgusting Bukkake by four smelly male beasts. But after having stung like a bee the young oriental female master managed to float like a butterfly: she jumped in the air, standing suspended right above the geyser of sperm that she had masterfully directed upwards by kicking the chin of each one of her enemies with a single spectacular move and making their huge bodies crash down on the floor while their ejaculating dicks were shooting towards the same point in the air. And above that point there was Berenice, floating and rotating up in the air, with the soles of her bare feet standing on the pressurized geyser of sperm that the combined ejaculations of the four male beasts had created. This allowed her to stay up in the air for longer than normal and to create a perfect image of grace and superiority while she rotated like a warrior beauty queen that she was, taking in the admiration and the excitement of her gathered Amazonian peers. Everything about her performance had been perfectly calculated and planned by the oriental martial arts spitfire and, despite the improvisations that she had to come up with in real time due to the beastly nature of her male opponents, everything was executed to perfection. Actually, her ability to adapt to the situation was another female warrior virtue that did not go unnoticed with the Arena’s audience. When she landed, the only parts of her perfectly fit body that had been stained by Barbarian sperm were her toes and the soles of her feet but that was a small price to pay for her perfect Arena debut performance.
Berenice's Verdict
According to the Tournament rules, it was now time for Berenice to unveil to the audience what she had in mind for her freshly defeated enemies’ fate. Since the men beasts had not died during the one-sided confrontation against their female opponent, despite the ultra-severe barefoot punishment that Berenice inflicted them with her kicks, now the petite Amazon Kwon Do master could choose between two options: letting her opponents live to take them a personal footslaves and kicking bags for the rest of their lives or putting them out of their misery by killing them right there, in front of the assembled Amazonian and Barbarian audience.
For entertainment value, the Amazonian side of the public always preferred to see a satisfying and humiliating execution of the undignified male losers by Amazonian bare feet and Berenice was ready to give her people what they wanted. She did not need four badly injured and dumb male beasts around her house. She already had several male slaves at home and she knew that, as an Amazon warrior, she was going to get limitless chances in her life to acquire some new and healthier slaves than the four men beasts that she had just brutalized beyond belief. She knew that she had permanently damaged their bodies and brains during the fight to such a degree that these men were now absolutely useless as slaves: furthermore, knowing the preferences of her fellow Amazons, as well as her own, and the extreme levels of anti-male female foot-delivered cruelty that they liked to see in the Arena, since the day she started dreaming about her Tournament debut it had always been Berenice’s intention to mercilessly slaughter her opponents when her time to shine was going to come.
To announce her death sentence on her opponents, Berenice jumped on one of the knocked-out beast-men. She landed on his chest making his huge body twitch slightly. There she was, a comparatively petite but athletic young girl standing in triumph as she trampled a huge man-beast chest with her bare feet. From that position she extended both her arms and showed the audience her decision: it was a double thumbs down, which meant death for her opponents!
Galvanised by their champion’s verdict, the entire Amazon side of the stadium gave her another standing ovation. All Amazons got up from their seats, each one trampling over the bodies or the faces of the slaves lying under their soles, and responded to Berenice’s gesture by flashing the two thumbs down gesture back to her in excited approval.
Furtherly encouraged by the audience’s roaring approval of her fierce decision, Berenice was now ready to proceed with the execution of her knocked out enemies. With all the men lying face up in a circle, she started by making her enemies pay homage to her almighty martial art feet, the instrument and the weapon of yet another glorious Amazonian victory and shameful Barbarian demise.
However, the very first thing that the young oriental female master needed to do was to wake the men up, since she had driven them into a state of semi-unconsciousness with her kicks and her magistral orgasm control technique. Berenice knew exactly what to do in order to make the men come back to their senses just enough for them to appreciate their own execution. The Amazon was trampling on the chest of the older man of the lot, probably the father or the uncle of the other three brutes. To wake the man up, she walked up to his face and stepped with both her bare size 8 soles right over his face: Berenice balanced on the man’s huge face while her parallel soles were crushing the man’s nostrils and his semi-opened mouth too, thus blocking the air supply of the unconscious man beast. After 30 seconds or so of foot smothering by Berenice, the man’s brain ordered him to wake up to avoid death from suffocation. Berenice’s slender and perfectly descending toes were placed right above the man’s eyes: through her sensitive skin she could feel the man open his swollen and battered eyelids and in the space through her toes she could see his bloodied eyes open in fear.
The man’s fear of suffocation soon turned into full blown quiet panic when his position beneath Berenice’s feet reminded him of the situation he was in just before he passed out. There he was, a formerly fearsome creature, ready to be put out of his misery in public and in the most humiliating way by a barefoot female martial artist who was much younger and much smaller than him! However, after his initial post-waking up panic, the natural male submissiveness towards the bare female martial art foot that Berenice had woke up in him with her impressive kicking showcase took control of him again: the man beast calmed down, ready to receive whatever form of final punishment Berenice had in mind for him. He knew she was going to use her bare feet to execute him and that awareness gave him the sense of inner peace which was typically taking over men when they had finally accepted their natural, undebatable inferiority towards their female Tae Kwon Do trained conquerors.
As soon as she felt that the man beneath her feet had woken up, Berenice looked down to stare into his scared eyes - which she could see through her toes - and spoke to him: ‘Welcome to the very last portion of your life, my servant! I will make sure that the final moments of your existence on this earth will be just as humiliating and painful for you as they will be glorious and pleasant for me. I will now proceed to execute you in front of an audience of peers of yours and mine: I will become a heroine among my race, another reason for pride and honour, while you will be just another cause for shame and humiliation for the male genre. You will now die under my feet to join the ranks of all the men that I have slaughtered as made my slaves for eternity in the afterworld’!
Humiliation and Devotion
The man beneath Berenice’s feet was at the same time terrified and serendipitous in hearing her words. His terror was similar to what a mere male mortal may feel when confronted with the power of a Goddess. He knew that his last minutes on earth were going to be drenched in unspeakable suffering under his female opponent’s bare feet but, on the other hand, he was also in awe of his executioner’s absolute supremacy: this man beast really wanted to help his vastly superior female adversary shine in front of her peers, even if the price for her glory was his own demise and degradation. In fact, he was proud to be part of that important moment in Berenice’s unstoppable growth in Amazonian status. Moreover, the prospect of a never-ending afterlife spent on the receiving end of Berenice’s magnificent barefoot kicks an in religious worship of her perfect and almighty bare feet felt like a precious reward rather than punishment.
Berenice continued her speech to the soon-to-be-dead giant: ‘Now you will have a chance to show everyone your allegiance to my bare feet and their power as well as your gratitude to me for letting you play a small part in my glorious path to glory. Thank me for giving your useless life meaning by ending it with my feet! Now kiss and lick the weapons that determined your destruction and that made you rediscover your true nature as a male slave under female feet!’
Berenice removed one foot from the man’s face and placed it on his massive chest. Then she raised her other foot a few centimeters above the man’s face, so that he had to stretch his neck to worship it: this made the situation even more humiliating for the man beast who, in front of the entire Arena crowd, had to painfully and pathetically raise his head from the Arena’s floor to kiss the bare sole and the toes of his victorious female opponent. The Amazons all laughed seeing the man going out of his way in order to worship that female foot dangling gracefully above his face. It was the foot of the woman who was standing on his chest and that, with those same feet, had just given this male beast and his fellow tribesmen the ultimate Amazon Kwon Do punishment. And for that same reason, despite the physical agony that he was going through, the man felt in heaven as he worshipped that lethal female foot with his tongue and with his lips: the insane amount of kicks he had received from Berenice’s bare feet reconciled him with his true nature and woke him up to the only existential condition in which males can function correctly, that is in a state of absolute slavery under martial arts trained female feet.
In a rare gesture of pietas for her vanquished opponent, Berenice let the man worship her foot for a couple of minutes: then she switched feet to let the man homage her other weapon of mass male destruction too. It truly was a generous concession from the merciless Oriental female master. The massive man under her feet was the equivalent of a death row inmate who is about to get executed: aware of what she had done to him, Berenice knew that if that man had been given the option of choosing one last wish it would have been to kiss and lick the feet of the woman who had just destroyed him with her kicks.
Acrobatic Barefoot Destruction
When she was satisfied with the ways in which the senior man beast had honoured her feet with his mouth, Berenice placed both her feet parallel on his face, so that the man’s countenance was completely covered by her silky but lethal bare soles. Through the spaces between her pretty, slender, and perfectly descending Egyptian-type toes she could still loftily gaze into the fearful but also resigned eyes of the man beast, awaiting his destiny.
With a self-assured smile Berenice spoke to the man beneath her bare soles:
‘I know you like the feeling of my bare soles over your face. However, now I’m going to take off from here to visit your groin, but don’t worry! I’ll be soon back up here to finish my work!’
Having said that Berenice opened her arms for balance then she bent her knees. With the power and the grace of an acrobat she then straightened up her legs again and took off from the Man Beast’s face. Flying up in the air, she performed a perfect backflip: she brought her knees to her chest but then as she started falling back towards her enemy’s body she straightened up her legs again. As a result, Berenice landed with both feet right over the man’s huge groin, making her opponent launch a unhuman scream of agony: on landing, Berenice bent her knees for balance. Then she straightened her legs upwards to stand straight while she opened her arms again to conclude her perfect exercise and to welcome the crowd’s roaring applause. By doing so she irreparably squashed the man beast’s entire genital system under her bare feet, crushing it between her bare soles and the arena’s floor. Not content, she started shifting her weight rhythmically between her legs in a movement which resembled a dance and the typical action of women who are squashing wine grapes under their feet. The entire Amazon crowd started clapping to Berenice groin-destroying beat, enthusiastically accompanying the devastating action of her bare feet on the Man Beast’s genitalia. Berenice’s smiled when she felt the man’s dick ejaculating from the very last time, just as it was being destroyed under her soles: it was the ultimate and very last homage of the man beast to his own female barefoot slaughterer. Very soon Berenice felt nothing but a squishy and sticky pulp under her feet: her barefoot castration of the man beast was complete and irreparable. The man was still screaming in agony from the perennial impairment he just received when Berenice took off again. This time she performed a forward somersault in the air over her enemy’s huge body. Just as she had done with her previous airborne attack, when she was descending towards her enemy she straightened her legs, keeping them joined together. This time though the position of her feet and the landing spot of her jump were very different than before. Berenice kept her feet pointing down, with her toes stiffened and sharp like knives, like a ballerina. Her final destination was the man’s mouth, still desperately opened in a continuous scream of agony for the violent and barefoot caponization that he just had to endure. With incredible accuracy Berenice’s pointed parallel feet both entered the man’s huge and wide-opened mouth as she landed: suddenly, the man’s screams, which had turned into high pitch wailing after he had been foot-castrated by the oriental female master, turned into muffed moans: his big mouth was now stuffed with Berenice’s bare feet. The Female master’s toes penetrated deep down inside the man’s oral cavity like blades, trampling with her full weight against the skin of the back of his neck from the inside. Berenice’s toes were pushing against the back of the supine man’s neck, almost ripping it apart to come out on the other side and touch the Arena’s floor. The man beast’s eyes widened in total shock and the crowd gasped in awe: after all the unbelievable and spectacular kicking that Berenice had already delivered, this unbelievable young woman kept on dishing out devastatingly creative surprise moves which were leaving both her opponents and the crowd absolutely stunned!
Deadly Ballerina Feet
With both her bare feet buried deep down inside her opponent’s huge mouth up to her svelte ankles, Berenice looked like the statuette of a Ballerina standing on her toes on top of a music box. And to confirm this impression Berenice began to spin around pivoting on her toes, with both her feet rotating inside the man’s huge mouth. The effect for the inside of man’s oral cavity was absolutely devastating. Berenice graceful spinning rotation made her feet destroy everything in their way: just like the tip of a drill bit intent on digging into the depths of the earth, Berenice’s graceful martial arts feet were spinning incessantly deep down into that beastly mouth, dislocating the man’s jaws from the inside, penetrating through the flesh of his throat with her toes, making all his teeth fall, and his gums bleed as she gyrated. It was the most perfect showcase of martial arts foot domination punishment and Berenice was performing it impeccably. The man beast’s huge mouth seemed to have been made to measure to welcome Berenice’s joined feet. Perfectly aware of that, the young oriental warrior assumed the stance of a classic dance étoile as she spun around, with an effortless smile on her face, one arm pointing up and another one extended in circle around her body: an image of grace and beauty, the upper part of her body looked almost oblivious to the devastation that she was delivering with her feet. She was destroying her opponent with grace and elegance: her beauty and poise creating a striking contrast with the brutal consequences of her footwork and the ugliness of the man she was demolishing with such celestial skill. Actually, Berenice was well aware of the contrast she was creating and of the spectacular effect she was having on the crowd…and despite her young age she was wise and expert enough to accentuate it in order to leave an ever-lasting impression on the Arena’s crowd.
It was a surreal sight for everyone in the Arena. Watching that incredible performance the amazons laughed, cheered, and clapped, while the Barbarians watched on in stunned silence, marveling at the infinite and always creative ways in which Amazons were able to defeat and humiliate them with their feet and swallowing the bitter taste of another crushing defeat for their genre and their race.
After several classic ballet spins Berenice suddenly stopped. She looked down on what’s left of her enemy and told him ‘Enough with the classic dancing! Let’s have something more upbeat now!’
After she said that, she started moving her hips in a sort of twist/modern style dance.
She began to dance wildly, with both her feet moving inside her enemy’s mouth. She was using the inside of her enemy’s oral cavity a personal dancefloor, for her bare feet only! ‘Whooo’ she exclaimed sassily as the trumpets and the drums of the arena started playing for her. The entire stadium egged her on, they wanted her to continue her dance of death. Even the Barbarians did not want her to stop as basically all of them were masturbating furiously watching that perfect showcase of female foot domination unfold in front of their eyes, at the expense of a huge man beast. And obviously on the amazon side not a single vagina was dry. Many amazons were actually imitating Berenice, using the insides of their slaves’ mouths as dancefloors for their Amazon Kwon Do feet: even the Queen had stuck her feet in the mouths of two slaves lying at the foot of her throne and was dancing wildly while destroying male mouths with her legendary size 9s. Amazons used their feet to kill, destroy, dominate, humiliate but also to celebrate their superiority over men through festive dances which were designed to glorify their culture and civilization while they were literally trampling over the bodies of the eternallyl osing barbarians. It was important for these women to continuously assert their superiority over the men especially when they were celebrating: men had to be always reminded of their subaltern position under bare Amazonian feet.
Back in the centre of the arena, the man beast was going to unprecedented levels of agony. His entire oral cavity was now filled with blood, saliva, several bodily fluids, discarded teeth, pieces of bones, tissue and, cruciallty, Berenice’s all destroying bare dancing feet. Berenice was having a powerful orgasm too: her vaginal juices were running down her legs and feet to stream inside the man beast’s destroyed mouth. Soon enough the mass of mangled organic material started to flood the man beast’s lungs and he began to suffocate. Relentless, Berenice’s happy feet continued their dance of absolute destruction inside his head. Despite the agony the man realised that he was making history by being devastated in such a peculiar way by the feet of an Amazon warrior who was making history in the arena: in his martyrdom for his superior female opponent, the man started having visions of an eternity spent at Berenice’s feet. These visions helped him endure the insane levels of pain that those same female feet were making him feel.
Finally, his massive jaws gave in completely and Berenice further slipped down inside the man’s head with her feet: as a result, her pointed toes stabbed the man beast’s cerebellum from the inside, killing him immediately. The entire stadium gasped once again and then laughed, as Berenice ironically opened her arms and, with a whimsical expression on her face went ‘Oops!’. Obviously at that point everyone in the stadium reached an orgasm, apart from the man beast who had just been castrated and killed.
It was a surreal sight for everyone in the Arena. Watching that incredible performance the amazons laughed, cheered, and clapped, while the Barbarians watched on in stunned silence, marveling at the infinite and always creative ways in which Amazons were able to defeat and humiliate them with their feet and swallowing the bitter taste of another crushing defeat for their genre and their race.
After several classic ballet spins Berenice suddenly stopped. She looked down on what’s left of her enemy and told him ‘Enough with the classic dancing! Let’s have something more upbeat now!’
After she said that, she started moving her hips in a sort of twist/modern style dance.
She began to dance wildly, with both her feet moving inside her enemy’s mouth. She was using the inside of her enemy’s oral cavity a personal dancefloor, for her bare feet only! ‘Whooo’ she exclaimed sassily as the trumpets and the drums of the arena started playing for her. The entire stadium egged her on, they wanted her to continue her dance of death. Even the Barbarians did not want her to stop as basically all of them were masturbating furiously watching that perfect showcase of female foot domination unfold in front of their eyes, at the expense of a huge man beast. And obviously on the amazon side not a single vagina was dry. Many amazons were actually imitating Berenice, using the insides of their slaves’ mouths as dancefloors for their Amazon Kwon Do feet: even the Queen had stuck her feet in the mouths of two slaves lying at the foot of her throne and was dancing wildly while destroying male mouths with her legendary size 9s. Amazons used their feet to kill, destroy, dominate, humiliate but also to celebrate their superiority over men through festive dances which were designed to glorify their culture and civilization while they were literally trampling over the bodies of the eternallyl osing barbarians. It was important for these women to continuously assert their superiority over the men especially when they were celebrating: men had to be always reminded of their subaltern position under bare Amazonian feet.
Back in the centre of the arena, the man beast was going to unprecedented levels of agony. His entire oral cavity was now filled with blood, saliva, several bodily fluids, discarded teeth, pieces of bones, tissue and, cruciallty, Berenice’s all destroying bare dancing feet. Berenice was having a powerful orgasm too: her vaginal juices were running down her legs and feet to stream inside the man beast’s destroyed mouth. Soon enough the mass of mangled organic material started to flood the man beast’s lungs and he began to suffocate. Relentless, Berenice’s happy feet continued their dance of absolute destruction inside his head. Despite the agony the man realised that he was making history by being devastated in such a peculiar way by the feet of an Amazon warrior who was making history in the arena: in his martyrdom for his superior female opponent, the man started having visions of an eternity spent at Berenice’s feet. These visions helped him endure the insane levels of pain that those same female feet were making him feel.
Finally, his massive jaws gave in completely and Berenice further slipped down inside the man’s head with her feet: as a result, her pointed toes stabbed the man beast’s cerebellum from the inside, killing him immediately. The entire stadium gasped once again and then laughed, as Berenice ironically opened her arms and, with a whimsical expression on her face went ‘Oops!’. Obviously at that point everyone in the stadium reached an orgasm, apart from the man beast who had just been castrated and killed.
Trampling the Twins
Berenice was basking in her gory glory with her feet still plunged into the mouth of the Man Beast that she had just so atrociously and creatively killed. Then, eager to continue her spectacular barefoot execution of the little army of primitive giant males she had defeated on that day, she turned her attention towards two Men Beasts who were still lying down, side by side, semi-unconscious and thus unaware of what had just happened to the elder of their group. They looked like twins and throughout the entire confrontation they had been acting as a duo, in their highly ineffective attempts to contain Berenice’s high kicking fury.
Seeing them lying there Berenice's eyes lit up with that specific light which is typical of someone who has just had a brilliant idea. The deadly oriental beauty was smirking as she disengaged her feet from within the mouth of the man beast. Her toes made a popping and squishy sound as she took them out of the man’s cerebellum. When they re-emerged from the Man’s Beast head, Berenice’s pretty feet were completely covered in blood, saliva, her own vaginal juices and various other bodily fluids that had been flooding the senior’s man beast oral cavity thanks to her relentless and lethal drilling action. Still trampling over the dead man’s chest, Berenice rudely wiped her feet on the man’s huge body but most of the filth was still there. With her unparalleled agility Berenice jumped up in the air, using the dead man’s corpse under her feet as a springboard. Her well-oiled body was shining in the sunlight as she performed a double somersault hugh up in the air. Then, as she descended towards the Arena’s floor, she extender her legs opening them in an akimbo stance.
This allowed her to land with one foot on the groin of one of the siblings and the other one in the same spot of the sibling who was lying by his side. The sudden and unexpected impact of Berenice's feet jerked both men from supine to sitting position as they awoke from their semi-conscious state screaming in pain and shock. Instinctively they both threw their arms around Berenice’s legs, each one grabbing the leg whose foot was trampling on their genitalia. Despite their humungous size and their feral looks the two men beasts looked like defenseless little children, at the complete mercy of this much smaller but infinitely superior oriental female. Berenice looked down on the two men pathetically holding to her athletic and shapely legs as her feet were thrashing their genitals. Her full weight rested on the erect dicks and swollen balls of the two men: with her feet trampling over the men beast’s waist cloths, Berenice was painfully pinning their entire genital packages against the sandy and hot arena floor. Cruelly, she repeatedly twisted her ankles from side to side, making the two men beasts cry hot tears of pain and at the same time, with the irresistible motion and friction of her feet over the dicks of her two victims, making them copiously ejaculate once again. Smirking knowingly, Berenice could perceive the familiar, wet, and sticky texture of male cum under her feet as well as its bittersweet smell attacking her cute, upturned nose. The two beastly siblings ejaculated once again, out of fear, devotion, and a sense of complete submission towards this formidable woman’s pretty and almighty bare martial arts feet. As they came, both men cried, feeling completely helpless and abandoning themselves to undisputed, absolute superiority of Berenice, the Face Flattener. Surrendering their bodies and souls to this formidable high kicking young woman, the two siblings were resting their huge heads in complete abandon against Berenice marble thighs: the young oriental warrior could feel the hot tears of these formerly much feared man beasts stream down her shapely legs.
Watching that pathetic scene Berenice rolled her eyes and smiled, making the entire Amazon side of the Arena break down in laughter. Then she looked down at the two men desperately wrapped around her athletic and perfectly shaped legs and spoke:
‘Aaawww…What’s going on little kids? Mommy is making you feel strange about your dicks and balls once again with her feet? Don’t worry pretty soon you will not have no genitals at all to feel weird about!’ As a reaction to Berenice's dark sarcasm, the two men moaned amongst tears while their female tormentor continued crushing their genitals under her feet and flag their fragile male ego with her superior intellect and savvy banter.
Seeing them lying there Berenice's eyes lit up with that specific light which is typical of someone who has just had a brilliant idea. The deadly oriental beauty was smirking as she disengaged her feet from within the mouth of the man beast. Her toes made a popping and squishy sound as she took them out of the man’s cerebellum. When they re-emerged from the Man’s Beast head, Berenice’s pretty feet were completely covered in blood, saliva, her own vaginal juices and various other bodily fluids that had been flooding the senior’s man beast oral cavity thanks to her relentless and lethal drilling action. Still trampling over the dead man’s chest, Berenice rudely wiped her feet on the man’s huge body but most of the filth was still there. With her unparalleled agility Berenice jumped up in the air, using the dead man’s corpse under her feet as a springboard. Her well-oiled body was shining in the sunlight as she performed a double somersault hugh up in the air. Then, as she descended towards the Arena’s floor, she extender her legs opening them in an akimbo stance.
This allowed her to land with one foot on the groin of one of the siblings and the other one in the same spot of the sibling who was lying by his side. The sudden and unexpected impact of Berenice's feet jerked both men from supine to sitting position as they awoke from their semi-conscious state screaming in pain and shock. Instinctively they both threw their arms around Berenice’s legs, each one grabbing the leg whose foot was trampling on their genitalia. Despite their humungous size and their feral looks the two men beasts looked like defenseless little children, at the complete mercy of this much smaller but infinitely superior oriental female. Berenice looked down on the two men pathetically holding to her athletic and shapely legs as her feet were thrashing their genitals. Her full weight rested on the erect dicks and swollen balls of the two men: with her feet trampling over the men beast’s waist cloths, Berenice was painfully pinning their entire genital packages against the sandy and hot arena floor. Cruelly, she repeatedly twisted her ankles from side to side, making the two men beasts cry hot tears of pain and at the same time, with the irresistible motion and friction of her feet over the dicks of her two victims, making them copiously ejaculate once again. Smirking knowingly, Berenice could perceive the familiar, wet, and sticky texture of male cum under her feet as well as its bittersweet smell attacking her cute, upturned nose. The two beastly siblings ejaculated once again, out of fear, devotion, and a sense of complete submission towards this formidable woman’s pretty and almighty bare martial arts feet. As they came, both men cried, feeling completely helpless and abandoning themselves to undisputed, absolute superiority of Berenice, the Face Flattener. Surrendering their bodies and souls to this formidable high kicking young woman, the two siblings were resting their huge heads in complete abandon against Berenice marble thighs: the young oriental warrior could feel the hot tears of these formerly much feared man beasts stream down her shapely legs.
Watching that pathetic scene Berenice rolled her eyes and smiled, making the entire Amazon side of the Arena break down in laughter. Then she looked down at the two men desperately wrapped around her athletic and perfectly shaped legs and spoke:
‘Aaawww…What’s going on little kids? Mommy is making you feel strange about your dicks and balls once again with her feet? Don’t worry pretty soon you will not have no genitals at all to feel weird about!’ As a reaction to Berenice's dark sarcasm, the two men moaned amongst tears while their female tormentor continued crushing their genitals under her feet and flag their fragile male ego with her superior intellect and savvy banter.
'And luckily, I am not your mother…Jeez! if I happened to have monstrous children like you I wouldn’t simply abandon you in a Barbarian village: I would certainly crush you under my bare heels at birth!’ - said Berenice with an expression of utter disgust on her pretty face Then she added ‘Your dire genetic stream must be extinguished and the bare feet of Amazons are the perfect weapon to carry out this task, created by the Goddesses with the power to achieve and accomplish the enslavement and destruction of the male gender. You don’t believe me? Watch this!’
Double Jumping Castration
After she said that, Berenice removed her left foot from the groin of one of the siblings and placed it beside her right one, so that her entire weight was resting on the genitalia of one single man beast. ‘Oomph’ moaned the man, now that Berenice was standing with both feet on his groin. The Oriental mankiller smiled, anticipating the joy she was going to take from her next devastating move…Then she bent her knees, sprung up in the air and started jumping feet together sideways, going back and forth between the groin of one man to the one of the other next to him. She looked like an acrobat bouncing back and forth between two elastic mats placed one beside the other. With each jump she landed with both feet over the genitals of one of the men stomping on them then she immediately bounced up in the air again and flew sideways to land on the groin of the man next to him. The young oriental athlete was cheerfully bouncing back and forth between the groins of the two men who were lying side by side: she looked like a kid on a playground having the time of her life with a new game she just invented. Berenice was carrying out her double caponization of her opponents with childlike enthusiasm, contagious glee, and great speed, not giving the men beneath her any quarter: as she bounced she went ‘Hop, hop, hop, hop…’ with her voice, playfully underlying each bounce with her voice.
Soon the entire Amazon part stadium joined in her assertive shouting and started clapping their hands rhythmically: to each clap corresponded one bounce with both feet over the groin of one of the men. It was a frenzied exhilarating action which sent Berenice in a barefoot groin-crushing trance. The two men who were on the receiving end of that devastating action could only cry in agony as they were pathetically trying to catch Berenice with their arms each time she jumped on their groin. As always though, she was simply too fast, agile, accurate and skilled for them to catch her. Each time they could only embrace the air while Berenice was always jumping just outside of their reach with her perfectly timed action. After they had received twenty stomps each, the two men stopped trying. With their heads hung down on their chest and their arms limping along their sides, the beastly twins could only watch Berenice’s feet reduce their dicks and balls to a bloody pulp, jump after jump. Obviously, when their dicks were about to be completely crushed by Berenice relentless jumping double stomps, both men came copiously, shooting the last wad of sperm of their life in honour of the woman who was castrating them in such a spectacular way.
To bounce between groins and to propel herself in the air Berenice had been taking advantage of the tight but elastic tissue of her enemies swollen balls and dicks. After she had gone back and forth for about thirty times between one groin and the other she realised that her feet were not bouncing on anything rubbery anymore: after such a long series of relentless double stomps Berenice’s pretty bare feet feet were now barely plunging into a puddle of blood, sperm, other bodily fluids and smashed organic tissue. With her jumping footwork she had changed the status of the two men’s groins from solid to liquid and her feet were now touching the arena floor underneath the sticky puddle of fluid each time she landed on them. Satisfied with her systematical and flawless castration of her enemies, she jumped in the air again but this time she performed a backflip in the air extending and opening her legs as she was going up so that the hard insteps of her feet would once again strike the already fractured chins of the two men who were sitting side by side, making them fall down on their backs from their sitting position. In this way, Berenice could finish her backflip up in the air and then she was able to land comfortably with one foot on the chest of one man and her other foot. Once again, this athletic oriental girl demonstrated that with her Amazon Kwon Do feet she could do whatever she wanted to these helpless male giants.
When she was trampling the men’s chests she resumed her speech, amongst the cries of pain of the two men whom she had made into eunuchs with her lethal series of double barefooted stomps: ‘There you are, I have just interrupted your genetic lineage with my bare feet. Therefore, even if you came out alive from this -which at this point is very unlikely – you will not be able to reproduce. This is how you cleanse the world from male scum like yourself! But don’t worry we will not extinguish the entirety of your kind…we will always keep some of you alive to be out footslaves, training dummies, food providers and to carry out the chores that no self-respecting amazon would ever think of messing with.
And most importantly if we killed you all you would cease to suffer and that would be not acceptable. We want you race to agonise under our feet for eternity and beyond!’
Berenice looked down on her pretty feet which were now furtherly covered with a gross mix of blood, semen and other bodily fluids from her recent killings and cripplings.
‘Speaking of chores - she said – look at the state of my feet! This is all your fault! Between the destruction of your genitals and the execution of your leader over there, my pretty feet are now covered with all kinds of gore from your disgusting bodies and your gross innards.
Don’t’ you think that it’s your male duty to wash, clean and worship the feet of the superior woman who has just defeated you in battle? You have become my slaves now, here on earth as well as in Hades (where you will soon be): therefore, you must start serving me as your eternal ruler and proprietor!
Humiliation, Degradation and Grief
Since Berenice had mentioned the elder beast man she has just slaughtered the two raised their heads from the Arena floor and noticed the savaged body of their elder lying in the middle of the Arena. The two siblings were oblivious to his dire fate since they were both still unconscious when Berenice executed him in the most spectacular fashion. To Berenice’s slight bemusement the two giants started sobbing like little children :‘No, daddy dead, poor daddy no!’
As she stood legs akimbo on their chest, Berenice smiled looking down on the pathetic show of distress by the two massive men under her feet. The revelation of the close familiar connection of the siblings with the elder beast men gave her a chance to make the execution of her enemies even more salty and excruciating: like any Amazon, she loved to tear through the mind and the soul of men with her words just as much as she liked to demolish their bodies with her feet
‘So you are telling me that the loser over there whose brain I have just crushed under my feet is your daddy? – said Berenice pointing casually in the direction of the huge body lying down at the center of the arena – Actually I should have known that all you beast men from the mountain are nothing but inbred scum. This is why you are all so ugly and retarded!’
‘Inconsolable, the two men continued sobbing for their father.
'Daddy, poor daddy! Daddy dead no, no…’
‘Aaaawww, so sorry for breaking up your little family!’ – Berenice commented, sarcastically faking regret for what she had done to the siblings’ father and compassion for their plight – ‘But don’t worry I have already organized a little family reunion for you…in hell!'
After she said that she stepped off from the chests of the two men to stand by their side. She rudely kicked their sides making them roll over. Now the two men were lying on their bellies, with their swollen faces buried in the Arena’s dirt. ‘Now crawl losers, crawl to your dear daddy’s corpse. I had so much fun dancing barefoot inside his gross mouth until he was dead! I want you to know that I made sure he suffered the most unspeakable pain until the very last moment of his life!’
Desperate but utterly incapable to resist Berenice’s orders, let alone her sarcastic attitude, the two massive men started crawling face down on the hot sand. They advanced side by side, bleeding and sobbing as they creeped towards the centre of the huge Arena. As soon as they started moving, Berenice jumped on their backs, landing with one foot between the shoulders of one man and the other one between the shoulders of the sibling crawling beside him. With her hands on her hips and her head held high, she rode them like a circus acrobat would ride two horses running side by side, standing with one foot on each man’s back. Once again, the scene that the tournament audience was witnessing was a dramatic, surreal, and epic one. Two gigantic men were painstakingly crawling across the huge Arena, heading to the point where the massive body of a third giant was lying lifeless and horribly mutilated. As they advanced slowly, the two men looked like two massive snails. And just like snails, they left behind them two large and colourful streams of blood and other bodily fluids which were dripping down from the many wounds that Berenice’s feet had opened in their bodies and especially from their freshly mutilated groins. Standing with one foot on each man’s back there was a stunningly beautiful and semi-naked woman, Berenice the giant slayer: she exuded dignity, grace, power and, most of all, absolute command and control over the two crawling male beasts on whose back she was triumphally trampling. It was a parade of Amazon victory and Barbarian defeat, of undisputable female martial arts supremacy and congenital male inferiority, of the sexy and hard power of the female bare foot against the exposed and pathetic weakness of the male dick.
Berenice made the castrated siblings carry her on their backs to the centre of the Arena, where their freshly executed dad was lying. When this humiliating carriage was at a few meters from the senior male beast’s corpse the young oriental warrior jumped from the backs of her slaves and performed another perfect flip, her body obscuring the sun as she was rotating in the air. She landed with both feet on the huge and hairy chest senior male beast’s corpse. As soon as she landed she put her hair on her sexy hips and looked down on the siblings who were lying face down only a few cms away from their daddy’s still warm cadaver. Berenice addressed the two sobbing giants again: ‘Aren’t you happy? Now you are ready to die near your daddy’s. I’ll tell you more: soon you will be lying above him on the men pile of my own triumph. Immediately after that you will join the ranks of the man that I have sent to hades with my feet to be my slaves forever and my Avatars will take care of you. Before first you must carry out your chores as my slaves in the last minutes of your mortal life.’
Berenice raised one hand in the air and snapped her fingers: immediately, one of the gates that were closing the access to the tunnels which were leading from the stadium’s subterrain dressing rooms straight into the Arena was lifted and two male servants emerged from it. The servants were carrying a golden basin full of water and some fine linen towels: acting swiftly and humbly, they put the basin ant the towels on the floor in the space between the two sobbing siblings and Berenice who was still trampling on the senior man beast’s huge chest. Without saying a word and with just another commanding gesture of her hand, the oriental master quickly dismissed the male slaves who ran back into the obscurity of the tunnel from which they had come from. Then Berenice sat down on the dead male beast chest. The man beast was so huge that, even if Berenice was sitting on the edge of his chest, her feet did not even touch the arena floor and were suspended in the air, right above the basin that the slaves had jut brought in. Berenice playfully dangled her feet under the eyes of the two siblings. The two raised their foreheads from the Arena’s sand only to see Berenice’s lethal feet hanging suspended in front of them, just above the flower-scented water contained in the basin.
Then Berenice spoke: ‘You see all the dirt on my feet? It belongs to you and your dead daddy here! Now get on your knees and wash the feet of the woman who has defeated and humiliated you in a fight. I got my feet dirty to fight you: it’s a dirty job but someone’s got to do it, as they say. I know that you are aware that a drop of sweat from my feet is worth nore tham the existanceof your entire race. Show me your gratitude for all the kicks that I have given you and for the honour of being defeated and executed by me. Thank my feet for the punishment that they have inflicted you and clean them from all the disgusting gore that your filthy bodies have spilled on them during this fight.'
The two men whispered ‘Yes mistress’ and tried to grab the Basin bur Berenice stopped them by kicking them both in the face
‘Hold on, slaves! I want you to start with your tongues!’ – she said commandingly – ‘I want you to carry the taste of my dirty mankiller feet inside your mouth when you die! In this way it will stay within you forever, even in hades. You will never forget how I made you lick your father’s and your own gore off my bare feet in front of your own tribe and my fellow amazons. This taste will be inside you for eternity and it will haunt you forever’!
It was the ultimate, cruelest, and most vicious humiliation for the siblings but, utterly subjugated and by now completely overwhelmed by Berenice’s physical and psychological superiority, the two men leaned forward and down so that their mouths were at the level of Berenice’s feet: each one of them started licking one of Berenice’s playfully dangling feet as she was equidistant between them. The siblings had big, spongy animal tongues and Berenice kind of liked having her feet licked clean by the two men that she had just turned into orphans and eunuchs within the arc of a few minutes that afternoon. She was turned on by the fact that she was being pleasured by her victims. She had just killed their beloved father in the most gruesome and humiliating way and that she had kicked and permanently castrated the siblings and, precisely because of that, she made these men fell in love with her in the only way that a man can truly and naturally love a woman: by submitting to her entirely as slaves, accepting her Goddesses-given right to do what she wanted with them, and by worshipping her men-destroying bare feet with the utmost dedication. With her showcase of barefoot kicking superiority and absolute life and death power over them, she had unlocked these men’s deepest desire, one and only true devotion, and realest need for their own or any other human male life which is that of being regularly beaten, permanently dominated, and ultimately killed by the feet of a martial arts trained woman. This feeling of total control and domination was a turn on for her and she was feeling a new wave of pleasure rising inside of her while the two siblings were devotedly licking her feet from her father’s and their own organic remains: yes, those were the same female feet that had just humiliated them, beaten them mercilessly, killed their beloved father, made them eunuch and that were going to kill them soon, as they perfectly knew by this point but as they were licking them the two young male beasts were experiencing a form of inner peace that they had never felt before. They felt that, thanks to Berenice’s kicks, they had finally found their purpose in life as males which was to serve the feet of a superior amazon woman: they felt that her killing of their father, her crippling violence against them and the humiliation she was putting them through was just the fulfillment of the natural order of things and that realisation gave them an unpredented sense of inner peace coupled with a burning feeling of submissive love and sexual excitement for their unbeatable young female opponent: despite the immense physical and psychological pain that Berenice was putting them through, ore precisely because of that, the male beasts were immensely grateful to that stunning oriental woman for making them find their place in the world, which clearly was to lie – dead or alive - under the perfect and almighty bare feet of an Amazon Kwon Do trained woman. Needless to say, if Berenice had not erased their genitalia under the same feet they were desperately trying to lick clean, the two siblings would have certainly had another orgasm for the woman who was sitting on the corpse of their father, which she had just atrociously killed and publicly humiliated. But, being male losers on whose body Berenice had just carried out her Amazonian right of performing any form of crippling torture for her glory and/or desire, the two male beasts had to be content with the psychological well being that their new found awareness of their place in the world entailed.
The Glory of a Triumphant Collective Female Climax
On the winning side of the tournament, the perfect body of the victorious Berenice had been completely untouched by her helpless enemies during that one-sided confrontation, therefore her sexual receptors were making her feel the pleasure of that situation to the fullest. The devoted and relentless foot licking action of the two siblings on Berenice’s almighty but sensitive feet was starting to have its pleasurable effects on the young oriental master. Despite being such devastating weapons of mass male destruction, Amazonian’s bare feet were also the most powerfully erogenous part of these formidable women’s bodies by far. On every occasion, public or private, reaching Female orgasm was considered a priority in Amazonian society: like any self-respecting Amazon, Berenice wanted to make the best of the special occasion constituted by her Tournament debut. Therefore, Berenice just let the two orphans lick her feet until she reached her second powerful orgasm on that fateful day. She had already come all over the senior male beast when he was still alive, letting her vaginal liquid run down her legs and feet straight into his open mouth to mix with her enemy’s blood and other fluids that Berenice had set free with her devastating dancing performance inside his oral cavity. Now Berenice’s was sitting on the dead man’s huge torso and her vaginal juices were wetting the hairy chest of the man she had just so creatively killed: in the meantime, the sons of that same giant were licking away the gore from their own and from their dead father’s body from the lethal bare feet that she had used to vanquish them. Every Amazon in attendance was amazed and impressed – and obviously aroused - by how this young oriental warrior excelled in the art of putting dead or alive male bodies to use in order to reach her own unlimited pleasure. An Amazon had the right to use and abuse men for her own purposes as much as she wanted in that supremely Gynarchic society. Amazons reached their highest sexual pleasure in killing men with their bare feet: that another reason why they indulged in male slaughter with so much enthusiasm. These formidable women were always experimenting new, creative, and sexy ways of kicking, torturing, and snuffing men out with their beautiful bare feet. The barefoot killing of men and the pursuit of sexual pleasure of orgasm were inextricable in Amazonian society: masterfully combining these two ends was considered a life goal and the fulfillment of a woman’s true calling…and on that day Berenice was providing a true and inspiring masterclass in what was considered the supreme female art and the exclusive prerogative of a woman.
When she felt that the orgasm was now irresistibly rising within her, Berenice threw her head back and shouted ‘Lick, Lick those feet bastards, suck my toes too! Do it! I wanna come all over your dead daddy’s chest!’. The two siblings were aware of the immensity of the humiliation that Berenice was imposing on them as well as the level of absolute degradation and desecration of the corpse of their father that was being carried out by their winning female opponent. However, they had internalized their submission to the female so organically that it was exactly that same bottomless humiliation that they were being subject to that was turning them on. It was imposed on them by the woman who kicked them into their new, and natural, psychological state: by this point their devotion and submission to their barefoot female opponent came before everything else, including family ties and their own survival instinct. In fact, now that Berenice had publicly manifested her undisputed superiority over them, the siblings’ most profound, true and deep instinct had become to worship and serve Amazons: it was the only thing that seemed right and natural and that gave them the kind of deep and unprecedented inner peace which is typical of those who have found their true purpose in life as well as their role in the natural order of things. It was incredibly exciting for the siblings to see Berenice exercise her absolute power over them for her own pleasure: they felt it was their duty and their natural calling to satisfy her punishing bare feet and obey every order Berenice gave them, no matter how cruel, painful and humiliating it was to them: in fact, they were ready to go all the way for her, the more she humiliated and tortured them the more they felt good and purposeful as male (barely)human beings. So they licked and licked and sucked their female opponent’s toes too, trying to coordinate their action to the rhythm of the pulsating waves of pleasure they were rising up from Berenice’s feet to her vagina. They could feel those waves on their tongues through the soft skin of her bare soles and toes. Confirming their natural male calling as footslaves, the two siblings expertly licked to the same rhythm to better satisfy their unbeatable female opponent and to give a well-deserved reward to the perfectly trained martial arts feet that she had used so masterfully against them. In the middle of the proceedings, caught in a trance-like pre-orgasmic frenzy, Berenice savagely stuck her feet up to her arches right inside the mouths of her defeated enemies. She was thrusting her bare feet in and out rhythmically, in a movement that resulted in a double penetration of the siblings’ oral cavities carried out with feet: Berenice was ruthlessly raping the mouths of her opponents with her feet to augment and intensify her own sexual pleasure. As she did that she threw her head back violently and she archer her back, feeling that the orgasm was about to reach its climax. The feeling of her sensitive bare soles rubbing up all over the beast men’s huge tongues was sending her to heaven. Her moist vagina started to squirt too, wetting the backs of the kneeling men who were taking her feet inside their mouths.
Finally, Berenice let out a deep scream: she came, and she did it copiously. She wetted the chest of the dead male beast’s corpse so much that her young female juices started dripping down the sides of the ribcage of the dead middle-aged man making a little puddle on the sandy arena ground. It was a thundering orgasm that went on for several minutes.
For everyone in attendance, it was such a powerfully surreal sight to witness two huge brutal men licking the feet of the comparatively small girl who had just given them the beating of their life, killed their father and castrated them using those same tiny and pure feet as her only weapon. Even if such scenarios were normal and natural in the Amazon Queendom, they never failed to inspire and elate the Female warriors. Berenice’s powerful assertion of female lust had enticed her fellow Amazons on the terraces to pleasure themselves in a similar way as hers. Practically each one of them was having her feet sucked and licked by her two accompanying male slaves while they were having abundant and satisfactory orgasms from that. As a result, thousands of female orgasms exploded all around the Arena with gallons and gallons of female juices running down the terraces. That would have been inconvenient, if only the Arena’s builders, who knew that Amazons were going to have hundreds of huge collective orgasms in the Arena, hadn’t provided every seat in the terraces reserved to the warrior women with a little drainage channel. Each channel was leading to a hole which made the liquid from every seat stream into a larger single vaginal fluid sewer which was running underneath the stadium. This river of vaginal fluids was released in the underground tunnels of the Arena, where the male slave workers: as a result, these men had to endure the humiliation of being constantly sprinkled with the vaginal fluids of their female owners: in the sticky hot environment of the Arena’s tunnel, the air that these men who worked for the entertainment of the Amazonian crowd breathed was dripping with the vaginal fluids of their female owners. It was not a problem to them: for every male slave in Themyscira, the vaginal secretions of female Amazon warriors were holy water. These enslaved men genuinely felt blessed that the air around them was dripping with their owner’s sacred female juices, while they worked relentlessly to serve, honour, and please these formidable women who had proven to be immensely superior to them as well as undoubtedly worthy of their absolute social supremacy over the male, under every point of view.
The Sad Reality of the Barbarian Ejaculation
Obviously, every single man in the Arena, be it a barbarian who was attending in the terrace or a slave working in the luxury Amazonian side of the stadium, had an orgasm too as they gazed upon that incredible scene of absolute female foot domination. Watching Berenice having her feet licked clean by two huge male beast siblings that she had just kicked to within an inch of their life, while she was climaxing on the corpse of their dad, whom she had freshly killed with her Amazon Kwon Do kicks, was a potent spectacle that resonated with the most profound sexual desires and the truest nature of every man on earth. The response of their dicks was automatic. The slaves who were busy licking the feet of the Amazons in the terraces all came too… or at least all of those whose genital system had been - for the time being - spared from their female owners’ barefoot fury during their time of service in an Amazonian household.
Apart for some the foot lickers in the terraces, whose genitalia may have been stroked by the bare feet of their female owners during the proceedings, every one of the thousands of male ejaculations which were taking place were touchless affairs. No man needed to manhandle their dicks in order to ejaculate in the Amazonian Kingdom, also because it was strictly prohibited for men to reach for their genitalia in the presence of Amazons: in order to remind males of their subservient status and of the weakness of their biology, the women were not only allowed but warmly encouraged to use their feet all overs Barbarian dicks as freely (and as violently) as they wanted at any time. On the other hand, the men were strictly prohibited to go near their groins with their own hands when Amazons were around: males were only allowed to touch themselves privately, far away from the sight of Amazons. Masturbating in the presence of Amazons, or even a single Amazon, was a crime that was punished very harshly: the male culprit had to face extremely painful and lethal consequences which invariably included several forms of creative female foot torture to the genitals - which inevitably led to castration - to be followed with an excruciatingly slow public execution by thousands of Amazon Kwon Do kicks. The only case in which a guy was allowed to touch himself in front of an Amazon was when the woman herself had given him gave explicit permission to do so: normally this happened when an Amazon wanted to have fun and laugh at the pathetic dynamics of male masturbation or because she wanted to experiment some form of kick which caught her male opponents right before, during or after a jerk off session. Sometimes these ruthless women would play around with this rule and, even if they had given spoken permission to their slave or kicking dummy to touch himself, they would deny having done during or right after the act: this threw the slave(s) which was being fooled around in a state of utter desperation. In the Amazon kingdom, everyone knew that the word of an Amazon was always considered true over whatever a male slave might say. Therefore, the man would have to face the horrifying consequences described above just because his female master wanted to have a laugh at his expense. It was all done for the amusement of the Amazons, who always liked to make these practical jokes on men, but it was also a way of making the men learn that under Amazonian rule they were never safe: Amazons were above any law and the word of a man had no value at all. Agony and death by female feet were always lurking above Barbarians in the Amazonian Age and these ruthless women took every chance to remind their male slaves of this reality.
Having said that, not touching their own dicks to ejaculate in front of an Amazon was never a problem for men for whom even the mere sight, smell, or thought of a bare female foot was invariably leading to an immediate climax: having several spontaneous and touchless pollutions when watching a spectacular showcase of barefoot female martial arts supremacy such as the one that Berenice was putting on that day in the Arena, was a classical conditioning of Pavlovian nature for every man in that rigidly Gynarchic social order.
However, a man orgasm in the Amazonian kingdom was very different from a female one and not only due to the inherently superior biology of the women. The Amazons were enjoying long, powerful, free, and triumphant climaxes which reconfirmed and remarked their well-earned privilege in that societal order. On the other hand, the males only managed to experience shameful, undignified, quick, ridiculed, and dirty male orgasms that bore the mark of their natural submission under the female foot.
The Amazons could only laugh when they saw the Barbarians’ waist cloths rise up because of the erections underneath them: the women publicly made fun of the sperm stains that inevitably appeared on their waist cloths after every climax from the men. They counted each cum stain in front of their peers to humiliate the slaves, declaring the man with the highest number of stains on his cloth as the champion of the day. Obviously the champions would be ‘rewarded’ in ways which were established by the Amazons on the spot: ‘prizes’ could vary from a ‘simple’ series of groin kicks to elaborate caponisations which was always carried out with female bare feet and condemned the unfortunate man to certain death for blood loss (if a pain induced heart attack had not killed him before).
Amazons knew that the helpless Barbarians were not in control of their own ejaculations since their female bare feet were constantly inside their head (sometimes literally, as Berenice had demonstrated), dominating the men’s entire psychology: needless to say, the women liked to have fun with that fact. Sometimes amazons would cruelly dangle their feet in front of the eyes of a barbarian, threatening to kill him if he touched himself, just to see how quick he reached an orgasm without touching his own dick. The female warriors would have competitions among themselves to see who managed to make the highest number of men come and/or who was making men come faster. Sometimes, the women did not even have to move her feet to cause such reactions as just standing a few cms from a Barbarian was more than enough for an Amazon to make any man ejaculate spontaneously. Under threat of castration penalty, Barbarians were not allowed to look straight in the eye of an Amazon and therefore they had to look down at the woman’s feet. It was also a natural fact as no weak-minded man could endure the dominating, self-assured, and mesmerizingly beautiful stare of a woman: the inferior male creatures had to bow their heads. This fact alone put the men between a rock and a (very) hard place. Obviously, after just a few seconds of contemplation of pretty and deadly bare Amazonian feet, male erections and orgasms abounded, for the amusement of the women. And lest we forget: if a single drop of male sperm would accidentally fall on the pure and silky skin of an Amazon, the consequences for the men were so atrocious and gruesome that even Amazonian chronicles sometimes refuse to report them in full detail.
Apart for some the foot lickers in the terraces, whose genitalia may have been stroked by the bare feet of their female owners during the proceedings, every one of the thousands of male ejaculations which were taking place were touchless affairs. No man needed to manhandle their dicks in order to ejaculate in the Amazonian Kingdom, also because it was strictly prohibited for men to reach for their genitalia in the presence of Amazons: in order to remind males of their subservient status and of the weakness of their biology, the women were not only allowed but warmly encouraged to use their feet all overs Barbarian dicks as freely (and as violently) as they wanted at any time. On the other hand, the men were strictly prohibited to go near their groins with their own hands when Amazons were around: males were only allowed to touch themselves privately, far away from the sight of Amazons. Masturbating in the presence of Amazons, or even a single Amazon, was a crime that was punished very harshly: the male culprit had to face extremely painful and lethal consequences which invariably included several forms of creative female foot torture to the genitals - which inevitably led to castration - to be followed with an excruciatingly slow public execution by thousands of Amazon Kwon Do kicks. The only case in which a guy was allowed to touch himself in front of an Amazon was when the woman herself had given him gave explicit permission to do so: normally this happened when an Amazon wanted to have fun and laugh at the pathetic dynamics of male masturbation or because she wanted to experiment some form of kick which caught her male opponents right before, during or after a jerk off session. Sometimes these ruthless women would play around with this rule and, even if they had given spoken permission to their slave or kicking dummy to touch himself, they would deny having done during or right after the act: this threw the slave(s) which was being fooled around in a state of utter desperation. In the Amazon kingdom, everyone knew that the word of an Amazon was always considered true over whatever a male slave might say. Therefore, the man would have to face the horrifying consequences described above just because his female master wanted to have a laugh at his expense. It was all done for the amusement of the Amazons, who always liked to make these practical jokes on men, but it was also a way of making the men learn that under Amazonian rule they were never safe: Amazons were above any law and the word of a man had no value at all. Agony and death by female feet were always lurking above Barbarians in the Amazonian Age and these ruthless women took every chance to remind their male slaves of this reality.
Having said that, not touching their own dicks to ejaculate in front of an Amazon was never a problem for men for whom even the mere sight, smell, or thought of a bare female foot was invariably leading to an immediate climax: having several spontaneous and touchless pollutions when watching a spectacular showcase of barefoot female martial arts supremacy such as the one that Berenice was putting on that day in the Arena, was a classical conditioning of Pavlovian nature for every man in that rigidly Gynarchic social order.
However, a man orgasm in the Amazonian kingdom was very different from a female one and not only due to the inherently superior biology of the women. The Amazons were enjoying long, powerful, free, and triumphant climaxes which reconfirmed and remarked their well-earned privilege in that societal order. On the other hand, the males only managed to experience shameful, undignified, quick, ridiculed, and dirty male orgasms that bore the mark of their natural submission under the female foot.
The Amazons could only laugh when they saw the Barbarians’ waist cloths rise up because of the erections underneath them: the women publicly made fun of the sperm stains that inevitably appeared on their waist cloths after every climax from the men. They counted each cum stain in front of their peers to humiliate the slaves, declaring the man with the highest number of stains on his cloth as the champion of the day. Obviously the champions would be ‘rewarded’ in ways which were established by the Amazons on the spot: ‘prizes’ could vary from a ‘simple’ series of groin kicks to elaborate caponisations which was always carried out with female bare feet and condemned the unfortunate man to certain death for blood loss (if a pain induced heart attack had not killed him before).
Amazons knew that the helpless Barbarians were not in control of their own ejaculations since their female bare feet were constantly inside their head (sometimes literally, as Berenice had demonstrated), dominating the men’s entire psychology: needless to say, the women liked to have fun with that fact. Sometimes amazons would cruelly dangle their feet in front of the eyes of a barbarian, threatening to kill him if he touched himself, just to see how quick he reached an orgasm without touching his own dick. The female warriors would have competitions among themselves to see who managed to make the highest number of men come and/or who was making men come faster. Sometimes, the women did not even have to move her feet to cause such reactions as just standing a few cms from a Barbarian was more than enough for an Amazon to make any man ejaculate spontaneously. Under threat of castration penalty, Barbarians were not allowed to look straight in the eye of an Amazon and therefore they had to look down at the woman’s feet. It was also a natural fact as no weak-minded man could endure the dominating, self-assured, and mesmerizingly beautiful stare of a woman: the inferior male creatures had to bow their heads. This fact alone put the men between a rock and a (very) hard place. Obviously, after just a few seconds of contemplation of pretty and deadly bare Amazonian feet, male erections and orgasms abounded, for the amusement of the women. And lest we forget: if a single drop of male sperm would accidentally fall on the pure and silky skin of an Amazon, the consequences for the men were so atrocious and gruesome that even Amazonian chronicles sometimes refuse to report them in full detail.
A Very Costly Drink
When Berenice was satisfied with the cleaning that the men had given her lovely but deadly bare feet with their tongues and when the waves of her thundering orgasm finally faded away Berenice looked down on her two newly acquired slaves.
‘Good job! You could have had a future as a couple of footlickers. Unfortunately for you, I already have some competent and enthusiastic slaves at home who are specialised in worshipping my bare feet so this new found talent of yours will not save your lives…but it won’t even spare you from completing your foot cleaning duties before your death’! Berenice paused as the Amazons in the Arena giggled for her sarcasm ‘Speaking of which: now you are allowed to wash my bare feet with water, slaves!’ she said, casually pointing at the golden basin on the floor.
‘Yes mistress!’ the two men replied slavishly without raising their heads and keeping their eyes on their foot of competence. One of them reached out sideways with his arm to grab the basin and placed right beneath Berenice’s dangling feet, without raising his head. With the utmost care, delicacy, and devotion each one of the siblings the started washing the foot that they were previously licking. They treated each foot with extreme care: they knew from direct experience that those pretty feet were perfect weapons of mass male destruction and they felt privileged as unworthy men of having been selected to take care of them. Moreover, they knew that if they failed in Berenice wrath would have been even more fierce that the already miserable fate that she already had in mind for them. It seemed impossible that those little female feet that looked so tiny between their huge male-beast hands could unleash so much power, dominance, destruction, and lethal skills: but the two men had now learned the hard way that those bare feet were a superior force that they could only fear, respect, and worship.
‘Ok, that’s enough!’ said Berenice as soon as she deemed that her feet had been washed properly by the doomed siblings ‘Now wipe my feet dry!’. The two men used the cotton cloths that the slaves had brought with the basin to delicately wipe the feet that had just mercilessly slaughtered their father and turned them into eunuchs.
When they had finished, the kneeling men began to push aside the basin full of the footwash water but Berenice stopped them in their tracks once again. ‘No, no wait! By defeating you in the Arena I have made you my foot slaves forever. Therefore, before you die, I will let you enjoy the privilege that is reserved to my personal slaves. It is the rite of passage that will sanction your new status as personal slaves of an Amazon warrior!’
The two men did not dare to raise their heads as Berenice spoke to them. Their face was just a few cms above the basin containing the footwash water. The young woman placed one foot on the back of the head of each man pushing it even further down so that their noses and lips almost touched the water and reprised her talk: ‘Now you will have the honour to drink my footwash water! The water in which you have washed the bare feet that defeated you in battle, humiliatied you repeatedly, killed your father in the most atrocious way and crippled you forever! My foot bath water is the only liquid that my personal house slaves are allowed to drink, so you should feel privileged!’
Berenice was saying the truth: one of the mandatory initiation rites that a Barbarian had to undergo in order to be taken as a house servant by an Amazon was to wash the feet of the woman who had defeated him in battle and claimed him as a slave, instead of killing him: the slave had to drink the foot wash water in order to interiorise his own submission to his female master’s feet, the amazon kwon do feet that had vanquished him with honour. From that moment, the only liquid that the newborn slave was allowed to drink for the rest of his life was the daily foot wash water of his female owner. For these reprogrammed men, this was an honour rather than a humiliation: having the chance of drinking the water in which the bare feet of their Amazon owner had been washed, in particular after a fight or after her daily training, was actually considered one of the most rewarding features of being a slave. Sometimes slaves fought among themselves to have the very first sip or the larger quantity of foot wash water as one’s own personal reserve or to have a larger share of the precious beverage for their own consumption. Scuffles could break out among one Amazon’s personal slaves just to have the privilege to be the first slave to taste their beloved female owners precious foot wash water. These tensions could escalate in certain special occasions. For instance, if an Amazon had just returned from a battle against Barbarians or from a Seasonal Tournament Fight, being selected to give her first after battle foot wash was considered and incredible stroke of luck and an honour of the highest order among the slaves. It meant that that fortunate slave was going to be the first one to touch and take care of the female feet that had just secured another glorious Amazonian victory! Moreover, it meant that this lucky barbarian was going to have the first taste of the water in which the bare Amazonian feet that had just defeated, humiliated, and killed, hordes of unruly men had been washed by his own hands. The mere perspective or even the dream of getting that privilege was enough for one male slave to have hundreds of ejaculations.
Being the selected foot carer for an Amazon was a very risky appointment too: Amazons considered their feet as one of the most precious parts of their bodies and they demanded that their pedicure was always perfect. Considering these women’s fierce temper, any mistake, even the most minimal imperfection, during their feet toilette could cost the life of the slave: and the Amazon had ways to male a slave’s death particularly atrocious. Episodes of slaves who had paid the highest price for letting down an Amazon’s very high expectations for her foot care sessions were daily occurrences all over the. Nevertheless the absolute devotion that the male slaves had for their female owner’s deadly feet surpassed their deepest fears and survival instincts: being the selected slave for an Amazon’s daily pedicure was an honour amongst the men, also because it implied a very coveted price. According to the tradition, the first foot washer got to keep the water for himself so that he could use it as his own only drink during the oncoming days. On several occasion thought it had happened that jealous slaves had attacked the selected foot washer in order to steal that much aspired drink: this caused some annoying house scuffles which the amazons had to quell with some severe kicking for the involved slaves. To avoid these annoying accidents, the Amazons had imposed a new set of rules which dictated that, since being the selected post-battle foot washer was already an immense privilege for any man, the water of the very first foot bath had to be divided equally among the house slaves: this provision actually worked and the issue of the house scuffles among slaves was basically resolved. Nevertheless, the role of the foot washer of choice was still a very sought after and envied appointment among the sub-society of male slaves. However, even outside the luxurious private houses of Amazons, there were many situations in that society for the slaves to quench their insatiable thirst for their female owners’ almighty bare feet juices. Several public places provided foot washing facilities for the always barefooted Amazons. For instance, All Amazon Kwon Do academies were provided with low water taps in which, at the end of their classes, the young girl students and the female their masters would wash their bare feet. At the foot of each tap there were basins that collected the dirty foot wash water of each woman. In this way, in case they had survived their shift as living targets, their flesh and blood male kicking dummies could avidly lap up and then collect, for their daily consumption, the foot wash water of the women who had been kicking the living daylights out of them just a few minutes before. As soon as they regained their senses, those among the men who had been knocked out unconscious after the class, were allowed to collect the basin with the water from the feet of the woman who had used them as her main kick practice dummy on that day.
For the slaves, occasions to drink foot wash water were not only happening within the lush homes of Amazon warriors. The Gynarchic laws imposed that in any public space, be it open air or indoor, any Amazon could call on any male slave who happened to be around and order him to wash, pedicure or massage her feet whenever she wanted to. Upon such an order, the slave was obliged to pause whatever activity he was engaged in to respond to the Amazon’s request. He would have to rush to obtain a basin, water, balsam, perfumed oil, rose petals and all kinds of foot cosmetics so that he could carry out his duty appropriately. Needless to say, making an Amazon wait too much for her feet to be taken care of would mean certain death for the slave. This is why male slaves were often carrying around a footwash basin and a canteen full of water around their waist as well a several other feet beauty products. Atrocious Amazon Kwon Do punishment was unescapable for those slaves who proved uncapable to satisfy the foot care needs of the Amazons: the female bare foot was the foundation of gynarchic society, both as a weapon of mass male destruction and as an instrument of domination of the Amazons over the Barbarians. Therefore, the feet of Amazons always had to be pretty, strong, healthy, sexy, and immaculately kept: as a consequence, any minor mistake in the treatment of Amazonian feet would cost a male slave his life. On the other hand, If an Amazon was happy with the treatment that the slave had done to her feet, she would generously let him collect and keep the dirty water from the foot wash. That was one of the few pleasures that the Amazons conceded to the slaves: in this way the man could privately enjoy the taste, the smell and the flavor of water that had been blessed with the sweat, the dirt and the fragrancies of superior Amazonian feet which he had cleaned with his own hands. Even if the responsibility of taking care of an Amazon’s feet implied the deadly hazards mentioned before, the prospect of getting such a precious gift was absolutely irresistible for any Barbarian. However, since Amazons always liked to keep men between a rock and a hard place in order to undermine every certainty in their existence and constantly keep them oppressed with the fear of lethal barefoot retribution, even when a man managed to satisfy an amazon with his treatment of her feet and get the precious foot wash water as a reward, he was always under threat. In fact, if the man, in order to respond to an Amazon’s sudden pedicure request, had interrupted chores or tasks that had been commissioned by another Amazon, he may be punished even if the recently pedicured female warrior had appreciated the service. In fact, if the Amazon who had originally commissioned the job from which he was momentarily distracted in order to deliver the foot treatment was going to find out that he had took a unauthorised pause from the assignment she had given him, the man would inevitably face a severe kicking and a public humiliation. Obviously, the Amazon who had stopped him to have the foot wash would be among those who, amongst laughs and cruel jokes, enjoyed the show of the man being punished by another Amazon because of her: complicit winks with the Amazon who was carrying out the punishment would inevitably be exchanged. This was another way in which men were constantly – and often tragically - bullied, humiliated, tricked, fooled and made fun of in the Amazonian Queendom
Fountains in which the Amazons could refresh their bare feet were very common in the streets of all the Amazonian cities, villages, harbours or military outposts. The female warriors would often stop by the fountains to refresh their feet and amiably chat amongst themselves. The scenes that took place in the vicinity of these fountains were another source of amusements for the Amazons as well as another chance for them to have fun at the expense of their male slaves and their desperate levels of feet-obsessive submission. Each fountain was provided with open drainage channels, made of stone or marble, in which the foot wash water would stream and station for a while before being sucked down the sewer through tiny holes positioned in the bottom. These draining channels soon became true public male watering holes: whenever an Amazon, or several amazons, would walk to a fountain to wash their bare feet in the water, all the men in the vicinity would run to the edge of the drainage channel and lie down on the floor, throwing their face down to drink the holy dirty water. Like a pack of rabid dogs, they would fight amongst themselves for position because the more one was closer to the fountain the more he would get water that was particularly rich with sweat, skin flakes, dust or whatever form of dirt had just been washed off the Amazon’s feet.
While the men offered this pathetic spectacle, all the Amazons who happened to be there would make fun of them. Quite appropriately, they compared the men to cattle running towards the food and fighting for the best position to it whenever the manger in their stable is being refilled with their fodder. On top of that, the women would perform all kinds of cruel practical jokes on these pathetic slaves: some Amazons would jump over the backs of the men which were lying on the floor, trying to drink. The amazons would catwalk sarcastically over the path of male barbarian backs that would inevitably form on either side along the outer edges of the channel: as the women were elegantly treading over the slaves’ backs while showing off their athletic supermodel bodies, the other Amazons in attendance would incite them while simultaneously shouting insults at the men while they were lapping up the dirty water. Often times the Amazons would put their feet on the back of the drinking men’s heads and push their face under the level of the water: this often resulted in the drowning of the trampled men. These men died because they couldn’t resist theurge of drinking the dirty foot wash water of their Amazon rulers: their faces playfully pushed and kept underwater by the feet of the same Amazons who had just washed their feet there. A cruel, awkward, degrading but quite fitting death for any male footslave. A particularly intense variant of this prank was for an amazon to stand with both feet on the back of the head of one man or even with one foot on the back of the head of one barbarian and the other one on the back of the head of the man who was drinking right beside him. This was another very dangerous prank because it very often caused the demise of the men for two main reasons (which were often combined): one was drowning in the low and dirty water of the channel. The other cause of death was suffocation from the slaves’ throats being pushed against the hard edge of the channel under the full weight of the barefoot amazons trampling on the back of their heads. Sometimes, when the women decided to jump high to land with both feet on the back of the heads of the men, they also caused death by breaking the collar bone of their victim. Despite these lethal risks, the male slaves couldn’t help themselves: whenever they saw an Amazon wash her feet in a public fountain they had to run and lie down by the channel to plunge their faces in and drink as much foot wash water as they could before the precious liquid would be sucked down the drain. In order to avoid excessive bloodshed of male slaves though, which could lead to a shortage of workforce for all the humiliating chores that needed to be carried out for the maintenance of the Amazonian kingdom (i.e. jobs that no self-respecting Amazon would ever thing of getting her nobel hands dirty with), the Queen had to take a provision. This law said that, under capital punishment, men who were busy working could not suddenly stop their activity to run to the channels whenever they saw an amazon washing her feet in a fountain nearby.
Only the men who were on a break or had already finished their daily work were allowed to run to the fountains and try to drink the foot wash water. This law partially reduced the number of deaths but still many men kept on dying with their face down into the foot wash water while an amazon was mercilessly trampling on the back of his head.
The Final Kicking of the Siblings
Still sitting on their dead father’s chest, Berenice looked down on the freshly caponized siblings. She enjoyed watching them takin turns at drinking the water in which they had just washed the feet that killed their father and made them eunuchs. While Berenice’s bare feet dangled mid-air above his head, the first sibling started lapping from the basin with his big tongue, plunging his face so low that it was almost beneath the level of the water. Then he lifted his head up and took the basin with both hands, raising it to the level of his mouth, to drink some more. Out of fear, devotion and respect for Berenice’s feet, the man beast handled the golden basin with extreme care: to him that basin was a true Sacred Graal containing the water which had been infused with the sweat, the dirt and other forms of grime coming from the unbeatable feet of Berenice the Face Flattener after a long day of fighting. After drinking a generous portion of that holy water from it, the man beast put the basin back on the floor so that his brother could do exactly the same. At first, he lapped the holy liquid with his tongue then he took the basin in his hands and drank from in, throwing his head back as he sipped it so that not a single drop of the holy foot wash water in which Berenice’s formidable feet had been washed was wasted.
‘Good, drink it up, swallow my superiority, take it within you, let it change you from within! It comes with every kick I landed on you, with how I transformed your bodies and minds with my feet! It’s within every drop of sweat from my feet into your mouth. You are mine forever, my feet earned me the property of your souls. Finally, you are ready to join the hordes of my slaves in hades!
As she said that, Berenice leaned slightly on one side and raised her right leg.
‘Now listen, since I feel kind of generous I will let you choose’ said Berenice as both men were kneeling side by side in front of her.
After a brief pause she added: 'Do you want me to kill you one by one or do you want to die together?’
In the swollen, blackened eyes of both siblings there was a new light, a serendipitous knowledge that their time had come.
In unison they whispered ‘Together, victrix Berenice, together please. Thank you!’
‘Aaaaw, how cute!’ Berenice replied sarcastically ‘You want to die together like the little puppies you are!’
Berenice continued:
‘As you want my slaves. See? I am a benevolent man-killer in the end: I even allowed you your last wish. Now rejoice: you will soon join you dad in hell and together you will be my footslaves for eternity’
After she said that, Berenice turned to her right side a little bit more and placed one elbow on the massive chest of the senior man beast for support. She looked like a Roman noblewoman reclining on a sofa. From that comfortable position, Berenice began the final demolition of the siblings. Almost casually and with great elasticity and elegance she started swinging her right leg back and forth in such a way that her foot struck the face of both men n after the other in ultra-rapid succession. The two siblings were kneeling side by side therefore their heads were positioned at the perfect height and place for Berenice, who was lying on one side on top of the chest of the dead, to strike them both with one flexible and seemingly effortless sweep of her muscular yet slender leg. Each time she swung her leg away towards her head, Berenice’s instep would strike between the chin and the jaws of the two men. When her leg was going back, she struck the cheekbones of the men with the ball of her foot and her toes. Like a pendulum swinging endlessly at an inclination of 45 degrees her leg movement was relentless, perfectly paced, and tremendously effective. The Arena followed the proceedings in silence: everyone knew that the moment of the final execution had arrived and that Berenice’s rainstorm of kicks was going to put the siblings out of their misery. The only noise that could be heard resonating through the stadium was the satisfying and, at the same time, sexually stimulating sound of Berenice’s bare feet impacting against the faces of the sibling: it was a relentless and regular beat, almost like a death march with which this oriental executioner was inexorably putting the two siblings on their way towards the gates of hades. Her leg was a cross between a whip and an elastic metal rod smashing against the faces of her enemies with inexorable When she hit with her instep the sound was more like a thud and crack combined; when she hit with the ball of her foot the sound was more similar to a slap, albeit a very thunderous one. In both cases it was the sound of Amazonian foot skin relentlessly battering Barbarian face skin: a very familiar and very suggestive sound (for very different reasons for Amazons and for the Barbarians) which was the very soundtrack of life all over the Amazonian kingdom.
After a few dozen back and forth kicks, Berenice started to accompany each strike with her signature ‘Kiya!’ screams to which the two men replied with simultaneous muffled grunts of pain. Hearing the sounds alone, and without seeing the spectacle of Berenice demolishing her opponents with her barrage of kicks, one could imagine that they were having sex: such an impression was not far from the truth. After all, Amazons only reached full and satisfying orgasms when they killed men with their bare feet and the absolute peak of sexual excitement for a Barbarian was to die under the naked soles of a woman who had just inflicted them hundreds of perfect kicks. It was a perfectly balanced world that respected the natural order of things: women are born to dominate and kill men with their bare feet. At the bottom end of the human hierarchy, men were put on this earth only to be crushed, enslaved, tormented, and eliminated by women with their Amazon Kwon Do trained bare feet, by far the most effective weapon and most potent symbol of female superiority over the male.
Therefore, the one between Berenice and her victims was a match made in heaven. In that moment, both parties were fully realising the natural calling of their respective genders and precisely because of that, they were headed towards very different destinies: the woman was building her natural way to glory with each kick that she landed on her inferior male enemies, while the men were being demolished, humiliated, and destroyed by the skilled bare feet of a superior female. As a confirmation of that, another orgasm was building inside Berenice’s beautiful body as she incessantly flagged her male enemies’ faces with her foot. Obviously, the men were orgasming too but only psychologically as Berenice herself had just cancelled their entire genital packages under her bare soles.
As she gazed on that fierce spectacle, the Amazonian Queen smiled and nodded in approval. She was sitting on her throne with her bare feet casually stuck into the mouth of two male slaves lying face up beneath her. The Queen was well aware that one of the main reasons why the Seasonal Tournaments had been instituted was to remind men and women of the will of the Goddesses and of the natural hierarchy between the sexes: on that day, just like many female foot warriors that preceded her, young Berenice was doing an outstanding job at honouring and vindicating the Martial Arts Female Supremacy that was the very foundation of Amazonian society.
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