This story contains nudity, graphic violence, f/f rape and other
The subject matter may also be considered sacrilegious, or even
blasphemous, by some. It is most definitely intended for, and should
only be read by, mature
adults, over the age of twenty-one.
In Paradise. Part 2. Conclusion
Not satisfied that she had brutally beaten up her heavenly
Divine Queen of All Creation, the
vicious, up-start handmaiden, Lilith, grasped Asherah by the hair and
pulled Her up from
The painful tugging on her
hair roused the battered Goddess from her
Could it be? Did an earthly
witch knock the Mistress of Paradise, OUT COLD? How could... It was a
catfight victory that shook the very
foundations of Paradise! The Goddess had scant time to contemplate Her
ignominious, heaven shaking defeat. Twisting Asherah's hair painfully,
with a grip the Goddess couldn't escape, Lilith forced Her to Her
Having proved the more
accomplished catfighter, and viciously beaten
Mistress senseless, the evil Lilith had no hesitation in gloatingly
the Queen of Heaven with the most contemptuous disrespect. Kneeing the
Mistress of Paradise in the behind for emphasis, Lilith used her
inescapable grip to force Asherah over to a rustic bench that adorned
the elysian garden.
Until this day, the Warrior
Goddess, Asherah despised Lilith
as a lazy, sybaritic
whore, surely, too sly and craven to be a fighter, yet, astonishingly,
Her wayward handmaiden just
knocked Her out cold. Now, to add insult to injury, the
despised handmaiden painfully dragged Divine
Asherah across her lap, like an unruly human child. Such a sacrilegious
insult was intolerable to the Queen of Paradise! Unable to get loose,
She screamed in
indignant, but impotent, rage!
"Shut up, you fat old bag! D'ya
think, I'm impressed by yer yelling!
You may be a Goddess, but I just beat the crap out o'you! Now I'm
gonna' show ya,
who's really BOSS, around here!"
"You-you..." Asherah was nearly
speechless for a moment in outraged
wrath at the upstart's incredible effrontery. Before She could express
Her indignant outrage, Lilith
painfully smacked Her broad bottom. The Mistress of Paradise squealed
Smarting in pain, and furious
at Her embarrassing predicament, Asherah
loudly vowed retribution.
"You-you impious tart, I'll
send you to the infernal regions with
Samael, when I get loose!"
"Ow! Damn you!"
Unimpressed by the threat,
Lilith had smacked Her Mistress, a second time, even
Ya won't be sending me nowhere from where yer lying, now, Bitch,
We'll see how high and mighty ya are, when I get done blistering yer
big, fat behind! Maybe ya better think about begging me, ya fat Bitch!"
At the suggestion that the
Mistress of Paradise beg an earthly witch,
Asherah's Divine Fury reached fever pitch.
To Asherah's furious
indignation, Lilith laughed at Her threats, and
continued smacking Her broad behind, with a steady relentless tempo,
until Her shapely bottom blazed.
At first, the fiery pain fueled
Asherah's indignant Divine fury,
Herself a fierce vengeance.
Yet, as the mortifying
punishment went on, AND ON, each smack adding to
Her misery, Asherah's put thoughts of
retribution aside for the moment; finding it took all Her divine
concentration to endure this hideous indignity with the stoic
decorum, befitting a Goddess.
Lilith went on, and on,
tirelessly, until Asherah's broad, shapely
bottom glowed with scorching, scarlet torment. Each merciless
slap added to the fiery pain, until it was nearly unbearable.
Asherah gritted Her teeth, to hold back a sob. Her
eyes were hot and dry, and She had to blink back a tear.
Lilith's hand felt like a steel
paddle, and her arm rose and fell
relentlessly as though it was driven by machinery. Each agonizing smack
made it harder for Asherah to maintain Her stoic, dignified endurance.
As it was,
for the resolute Goddess to blink back all of Her tears, or to swallow
little sniffle of misery.
Her eyes overflowed with
painful tears, and Asherah tried to wipe away
the humiliating display of weakness, much to Lilith's sadistic
Asherah tried to deny it, but
Her trembling, uncertain sniffles
Asherah was reaching the limits
of even Her Divine endurance. The awful
burning pain blotted everything else from Her mind. "Oh I can't stand
anymore!" She silently shrieked, biting her lip. "No, no...mustn't give
in to her!" The pain must stop or She would
"Hah! Ya want me to stop, Ya
know what Ya gotta say!" Lilith gloated
Divine Pride has limits! In a
small, teary voice, Asherah uttered a
A plea hardly louder than a
whimper didn't satisfy the cruel
witch, and she smacked Asherah's bottom again, if anything, even
harder, and more painfully.
"Louder Bitch I want to hear
you whine and beg!"
This time, the Proud Mistress
of Paradise, humbled by frightful pain,
shrieked for mercy, begging
handmaiden by name!
Cruel Lilith forced the sobbing
Goddess to continue pleading, rubbing
nose in Her mortifying capitulation.
By now, there was nothing Asherah
wouldn't say, or promise, to end this horrifying nightmare.
Finally, Lilith abruptly stood
up, spilling the disgracefully
dishonored Queen of Heaven onto the ground.
"Shit Yer as big a wimp as that
Divine Justice babe! No wonder Ya
picked such a loser fer Yer Divine Messenger! Two gutless peas in a
pod! Look at ya, blubbering like a fat cow from a little spanking! Yer
pathetic!" Lilith crowed in triumph.
Divine Asherah lay at the
handmaiden's feet sobbing in mortified despair. How had such a
catastrophe overtaken a Divinity?
Gloating in victory, Lilith
wasn't done yet.
Lilith was tremendously aroused
by her victory, and even more
erotically stimulated by the thrill of ruthlessly spanking the haughty
Mistress of Paradise until she made Divine Asherah weep
mercy, like a terrified mortal child. Oh how delicious THAT was! Now
the impious witch thought what a delectable
climax to her triumph, it would be, to force Righteous Asherah,
to gratify her pent-up sexual need.
"Heh, heh! Oh YEAH! That's
Queen of self
righteous prudery, Herself, eating
little Lil's pussy!"
How could the Queen of Heaven,
the Divine Guardian of Righteousness, bring Herself to commit such an
abomination? Yet, She couldn't endure another spanking? The
humiliation! The pain! Her fiery red behind still burned with the awful
scalding pain. The despised handmaiden had made herself the dreaded
Mistress, a frightening mistress Asherah didn't dare disobey! With a
the dethroned Divine Queen sorrowfully
debased Herself, in obedience to
Her terrifyingly dominant handmaiden's command.
Once Asherah satisfied her base
sexual need, Lilith stood up, and glanced down at her debauched former
Mistress with a sneer and an insult.
"Oh, just one more little
thing, Honey!" Lilith snickered in contempt. She pulled the still
sobbing Goddess up by the hair, and then over on Her
hands and knees.
With only an occasional tug on
makeshift leash, Lilith led the sobbing
Goddess through the fields of paradise. On hands and knees, in a state
of shock, Asherah crawled obediently at Lilith's heels. Overwhelmed by
the horrifying calamity that had befallen Her, She hardly knew nor
Lilith dragged the defeated
Goddess, by the hair, to the very Gates of
then with a final, demeaning kick to the behind made clear her
To her sad dismay, the shamed,
defeated Goddess learned She had been
right; Paradise couldn't hold both Lilith and
Herself! Incredibly, Asherah, Queen of Victories, didn't drive the vile
Paradise! The wicked, upstart handmaiden dethroned the Heavenly Queen,
and drove HER
a sob, Asherah shuffled through the Gates, into exile, bereft of Her
In vain, did the pathetic
slave, who had been the mighty superheroine,
Justice, pray for succor to her Patroness, the Matronit.
Shorn of Divine Power, the
exiled Mistress of Paradise was not only helpless to aid
Messenger, but Herself, shamefully shared Her beloved
protégée's evil fate. We read in the Writings of
in Her exile, the
unfortunate Matronit, the Mistress of Paradise, is the sexual
plaything of Samael and other lesser demons of evil, who repeatedly
impregnate Her with their fiendish seed, while Lilith sits in Her place