Goddess Thunder puts me through my paces making me dance naked for her. She slaps my bottom, squeezes my breasts and humiliates me. She tests my commitment to her as my dominant and makes it clear she expects unquestioned obedience! I kneel on all fours making a human foot stool for my Mistress. Feeling her heels rest on my arched back sends a wave of excitement churning like butterflies through me. Will I pass her tests or will there be more harsh training needed?