Games with Rouge and Sarah
Cheating Death
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
Although she asked Rouge eagerly seated herself and wrapped her legs around you and your Goddess Wife with a face that clearly showed she knew already. "I think I know just the thing. Right Sarah?" Her devious eyes locked to the larger of her pets. Sarah stepped back nervously, cracking under the pressure that was her new Goddess' gaze. Wriggling her fingers, Rouge waved her hand forward and pointed directly at you. "Hunt him."
"I-I'm sorry?" Sarah didn't seem to get it, nor did you though you knew it was not going to end well for either of you anyway.
"Honestly Sarah, I understand you have the brain of a bug now but you were a person once." The she-devil laughed, pointing a mocking finger at your wife. "Chase him. Go after him. Hunt him down. Cat and Mouse, he's the Mouse, you're the Cat, and I'm the Master." With her outstretched finger she flicked Sarah over, still chuckling with that deep voice of hers. "You must still be mad at little Luke here, I would be too. But your Goddess can't have her pets upset with each other so I need you to get it out of your system now." Her finger pointed back to you. "So go get em."
Your eyes widened at your Goddess' explanation. Nervously your eyes trailed to Sarah, who listened intently. She wouldn't crush you...would she? No...She went through all of this effort to get you back. Even shrinking down herself to be with you. Mad as she was she wouldn't be that mad. Right?
Sarah's eyes turned towards you, strangely gleeful in a look all too reminiscent of Rouge. "Why thank you Goddess. I think I will." Slowly she turned towards you, only six inches tall but still a towering giant, and walked. In an instant you turned to run while the chorus of Rouge's amused laughter echoed all around.
"Come on Luke. Goddess Sarah wants you~" Your Wife smiled, regaining all her confidence as a Goddess in a heartbeat when given the chance to toy with you again. Her feet made soft thuds against the plush surface of the bed. Hardly the immense booms you had spent years adjusting to, but still loud enough noises to inform you she had the power to crush you with ease. A quick look over your shoulder showed her confidently strutting towards you, quickly gaining up on you without even the most basic of efforts. "Come here~" She laughed, reminding you all too much of Rouge who was still watching excitedly.
"What're you going to do now Luke? Hmm?" The Goddess howled from above. "If you beg Goddess Rouge to help you I will you know. Just make it to my boot and kiss it if you want me to."
Such was easier said than done. The nearest portion of Rouge's boot was still five or ten minutes of straight running away. With how Sarah was gaining on you you had maybe half that. Plus who said Rouge would keep her word? She'd do whichever was more fun for her. Still, it was your best shot. You adjusted course to the mountain of white that was her boot-covered thigh. Sarah gave pursuit, unworried and still confidently walking.
"Still picking Rouge over me Ant?" Her playful, anger filled voice called out to you. "After all I've done for you? If you know what's good for you you'll turn around right now and start worshiping me instead."
"Ho..." Rouge pursed her lips. "Such a disrespectful bug. You have my permission to crush him Sarah."
"Gladly."
It broke your heart to hear Sarah so eagerly ready to crush you, but giving in to her was not an option. You could and make her happy, but if you didn't pick Rouge, who had power over the both of you, it would only make things worse. You had to run and make it Rouge's boot, for both of your sakes. Why didn't Sarah see that? Was she so mad she didn't realize how much Rouge owned her right now?
A massive barefoot stomped next to you. Directly overhead you saw Sarah smirking as her foot was poised to crush you. You made a dive but it didn't do much. Her toes caught your legs and slammed you into the velvet sheets. "That's what you get for running from your Goddess." Her toes pulled you into her feet, kneading you in the gap between her toes and sole mercilessly as Rouge giddily applauded.
"I'm not feeling you worshiping me Luke!" Sarah spat out, stomping yet again. "Am I still not good enough for you?" She stomped a third time. "Even after all I've sacrificed?!" Another stomp. "And you still choose her over me?"
"Goddess...." You moaned. The softness of the bed prevented Sarah's stomps from crushing you, but the pain of it still rang true. Both physically and emotionally. Did she really not see?
"Fine!" Yet another stomp. "If you're going to be like that. Worship her for all I give a fuck."
She stomped her way over to Rouge's leg, a considerably shorter trek for her, and planted her foot against her booted leg. Her sole began to crush you face first into the all-too familiar white leather without mercy. She ran her foot along the boot with her arms at her hips, voice still steely with the anger she'd been penning up all day. "Then go ahead Luke. Worship her. Lick her fucking boot while I'm right here!" Her foot tightened on you, threatening to crush very soon.
Rouge grew silent, amused enough to let Sarah's heresy slide for the sake of a good show.
You moaned, bones creaking as Sarah pummeled you. It broke your heart, but instead of turning and worshiping her, your tongue began to work its way against Rouge's boot.
"That's right. Worship your Goddess." Sarah hissed.
"I-I'm sorry?" Sarah didn't seem to get it, nor did you though you knew it was not going to end well for either of you anyway.
"Honestly Sarah, I understand you have the brain of a bug now but you were a person once." The she-devil laughed, pointing a mocking finger at your wife. "Chase him. Go after him. Hunt him down. Cat and Mouse, he's the Mouse, you're the Cat, and I'm the Master." With her outstretched finger she flicked Sarah over, still chuckling with that deep voice of hers. "You must still be mad at little Luke here, I would be too. But your Goddess can't have her pets upset with each other so I need you to get it out of your system now." Her finger pointed back to you. "So go get em."
Your eyes widened at your Goddess' explanation. Nervously your eyes trailed to Sarah, who listened intently. She wouldn't crush you...would she? No...She went through all of this effort to get you back. Even shrinking down herself to be with you. Mad as she was she wouldn't be that mad. Right?
Sarah's eyes turned towards you, strangely gleeful in a look all too reminiscent of Rouge. "Why thank you Goddess. I think I will." Slowly she turned towards you, only six inches tall but still a towering giant, and walked. In an instant you turned to run while the chorus of Rouge's amused laughter echoed all around.
"Come on Luke. Goddess Sarah wants you~" Your Wife smiled, regaining all her confidence as a Goddess in a heartbeat when given the chance to toy with you again. Her feet made soft thuds against the plush surface of the bed. Hardly the immense booms you had spent years adjusting to, but still loud enough noises to inform you she had the power to crush you with ease. A quick look over your shoulder showed her confidently strutting towards you, quickly gaining up on you without even the most basic of efforts. "Come here~" She laughed, reminding you all too much of Rouge who was still watching excitedly.
"What're you going to do now Luke? Hmm?" The Goddess howled from above. "If you beg Goddess Rouge to help you I will you know. Just make it to my boot and kiss it if you want me to."
Such was easier said than done. The nearest portion of Rouge's boot was still five or ten minutes of straight running away. With how Sarah was gaining on you you had maybe half that. Plus who said Rouge would keep her word? She'd do whichever was more fun for her. Still, it was your best shot. You adjusted course to the mountain of white that was her boot-covered thigh. Sarah gave pursuit, unworried and still confidently walking.
"Still picking Rouge over me Ant?" Her playful, anger filled voice called out to you. "After all I've done for you? If you know what's good for you you'll turn around right now and start worshiping me instead."
"Ho..." Rouge pursed her lips. "Such a disrespectful bug. You have my permission to crush him Sarah."
"Gladly."
It broke your heart to hear Sarah so eagerly ready to crush you, but giving in to her was not an option. You could and make her happy, but if you didn't pick Rouge, who had power over the both of you, it would only make things worse. You had to run and make it Rouge's boot, for both of your sakes. Why didn't Sarah see that? Was she so mad she didn't realize how much Rouge owned her right now?
A massive barefoot stomped next to you. Directly overhead you saw Sarah smirking as her foot was poised to crush you. You made a dive but it didn't do much. Her toes caught your legs and slammed you into the velvet sheets. "That's what you get for running from your Goddess." Her toes pulled you into her feet, kneading you in the gap between her toes and sole mercilessly as Rouge giddily applauded.
"I'm not feeling you worshiping me Luke!" Sarah spat out, stomping yet again. "Am I still not good enough for you?" She stomped a third time. "Even after all I've sacrificed?!" Another stomp. "And you still choose her over me?"
"Goddess...." You moaned. The softness of the bed prevented Sarah's stomps from crushing you, but the pain of it still rang true. Both physically and emotionally. Did she really not see?
"Fine!" Yet another stomp. "If you're going to be like that. Worship her for all I give a fuck."
She stomped her way over to Rouge's leg, a considerably shorter trek for her, and planted her foot against her booted leg. Her sole began to crush you face first into the all-too familiar white leather without mercy. She ran her foot along the boot with her arms at her hips, voice still steely with the anger she'd been penning up all day. "Then go ahead Luke. Worship her. Lick her fucking boot while I'm right here!" Her foot tightened on you, threatening to crush very soon.
Rouge grew silent, amused enough to let Sarah's heresy slide for the sake of a good show.
You moaned, bones creaking as Sarah pummeled you. It broke your heart, but instead of turning and worshiping her, your tongue began to work its way against Rouge's boot.
"That's right. Worship your Goddess." Sarah hissed.
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