Jake was a infatuated fan of the Titans, especially Raven. Something about her reserved darker personality really drew him towards her. He wanted to get to know her better but rarely found the right opportunity. Being too scared to directly meet with her, he one day waited till she left the Titan Tower and snuck in. After a short time he found her room and began to rummage around through it, trying to learn more about the mysterious girl. He then noticed her blue boots laying on the side of her purple bed and walked over to it curiously. He found it odd that she'd leave her boots behind for a mission. Kneeling down he picked up the boots and peered inside, seeing that her shoe size wasn't very large which made them all the more alluring. He didn't admit it but secretly he had a major attraction towards Raven's feet and always wondered how they'd look beneath her tight boots. He was so occupied he didn't realize that the Titans had already made it back to the tower and Raven was heading back to her apartment room with her other pair of tight boots on. Lifting both blue boots, he looked around before slowly moving towards the door, wanting to escape before he was caught but the moment he got there, it opened with Raven standing in the doorway.* "Oh no.." *For a moment he froze with fear and shock mirroring his eyes, then in a panic Jake began to run towards the window, afraid of the sort of punishment Raven would inflict if she caught him*
Raven reacted at the instant Jake tried to move, halting him in place. His legs were tied down by her magic, his feet caught in black and white circles. She held the spell with one hand, it clearly not straining her much to do so.
Given time now to observe her surroundings, she took in what she saw. She looked at the terrified face of Jake, at her shoes which he held in his trembling hand. She suddenly felt her own shoes on her feet a little more, scrunching her toes slightly as she half-floated around him.
“Interesting that of all things in here, you wanted my shoes. You know that I have some pretty valuable artifacts in here.” Raven droned in a mildly irritated monotone. “I’m not sure what you would even do with these, honestly. Why don’t you enlighten me?” Her hand lightly touched his throat in a way that made it clear he did not have a choice in the matter.
"OOF" Jake grunted the moment he was immobilized by her magic, unable to move another inch. He squirmed around trying to break free but to no avail. Glancing up at her dark eyes, he stuttered a bit, feeling intimidated from being helpless to the demoness. His fear clearly showed, while continuing to hold her boots trying to think of anything that could get him out of this. "I-uh, just wanted to see if I can sell them for a lot of money." He lied, not wanting to reveal his secret kink. He was still pretty embarrassed to talk about his fetish especially to someone he majorly crushed on and respected. He wasn't sure how she'd use it against him but had a feeling it wasn't going to be a easy experience.
Jake shuddered when her hand brushed against his throat, feeling the power she had behind it, he was small and completely at her mercy. She could do as she saw fit with him and there was hardly anything the handsome young thief could do about it
“But again,” she began with rising irritation. “If you just wanted money, why not steal any of this?” She waved at the room nonchalantly, which was indeed covered in magic items that no doubt could be sold for a lot. “Who would pay for these anyway? I get that I have some obsessed fans or whatever, might wanna dress up like me or something...”
Before she continued, Raven took one of the shoes out of Jake’s hand and put it up to her own nose. She recoiled away from them in disgust, holding it at length with two fingers. “They kinda reek. I’ve sweated in them many times. I was just gonna throw these away because they stink like my feet after a long mission.”
She turned her attention back to her captive, shoving the shoe back in his hand. “So I don’t buy it, sicko. Why would anyone want to buy these old shoes of mine?” She pointed at his chest and gave him a good stare down, accusatorially.
Jake gulped nervously, realizing that he wasn't getting anywhere with lying. She had him cornered like a mouse with a cat and it was only a matter of time before found out. He could tell from her irritating droning tone that she wasn't all that happy finding him here and looking for anything dish out her building emotion. In a hesitant voice he answers her in a meek tone. You may find this weird but I adore your feet. I love the smell, the feeling and looks of them. I crave them and want to be dominated underfoot like a foot bitch.The smell and sweat only adds to it. I wanted to steal your boots so I could inhale their cheesy overwhelming leathery stench and lick them clean." He glanced around nervously unsure how she'd react, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment from admitting his dark desire to the demon.
Raven looked confused for a moment, an eyebrow raised as she seemed to ponder this briefly. “So this is like a...sexual thing for you?” It was at this moment she noticed the tightness of Jake’s pants, looking mildly disgusted. She soon turned her face around into a smile, however. A smile became a chuckle, then laughing, and then roaring laughter. Raven truly busted a gut laughing at how pathetic Jake was in this situation.
“Oh my...oh my God...” she said between gasps of air and giggles. “You actually snuck into the tower because you wanna smell my stinky shoes? Does that get your dick off?” Her immense show of emotions had blown paper all around the room. “Well I’ll tell you what, bitch. Your name is bitch now, by the way.” She winked in a knowing way.
“You caught me a good mood. I just went and kicked the Hive’s butt with the Titans, and my feet hurt pretty bad from walking there and back. Maybe we can make this work for both of us. And by that...” she stopped briefly. He magic suddenly pulled down Jake onto all fours. She positioned her foot, still in her shoe, right under where Jake was now forced down. “I mean I can make it work for me. Kiss these feet if you love them so much, bitch.”
Jake was terrified from the situation he was in while he listened to her amused laughter. It sounded so bizarre from her since she was always more emotionless. Yelping softly, he felt her magic pull him down so he was crawling on all four, like the pathetic dog he was now to her. Glancing upwards towards her dominate beautiful face,he accepts his new nickname. "J-just how long have you been wearing these boots? They look so tight, they could be reeking and filthy underneath." He lightly plants a submissive kiss on the top of her blue boots, as a sign of being subservient to her,showing she was in complete control over him. He felt degraded from being treated in such a manner but he had a feeling this was just the beginning of what was about to become a very aggressive mistress and bitch relationship with her stepping all over him as she pleased. His kiss left a light mark of saliva on her boot as he remained on his hands and knees, having him in a vulnerable position for her to dominate and abuse to her heart desire.
Raven floated up to where she was right above her new foot bitch’s neck. She rested her legs in such a way that Jake, on all fours, had her tightly encased feet on either side. She playfully but forcefully kicked his head around, pushing his cheeks back and forth with her shoes. “I don’t recall giving you speaking privileges, bitch.”
She then floated low to the ground so she had full control while keeping him at this submissive position. She held both shoes close to his face, almost pressing his face to them. “Lick them clean, bitch. Make them sparkle with Bitch Saliva.”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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