0 comments/ 31897 views/ 1 favorites Serving My Goddess Ch. 01 By: NC720s Slave I have been serving my Goddess for since the beginning of the summer, and what an incredible summer it's been!!! It started out harmless enough, we would get together online, and just chat. We have been chatting for about 2 years, and it was always just harmless chat. We would go months without chatting, and then go through periods where we would chat every night. She is 20 years older than I am, so we would chat about her children, her husband, her boyfriend who lived on the other side of the country, my wife, work, everything and nothing. We gradually started chatting about sex, how she wanted to teach other women to lap dance, of the sex toys she bought at a toy party, how she would use them with her boyfriend it he didn't live so far away, of the stupid things her husband did to her, to loose her trust. She was one of the most erotic women I had ever met, how could he be so stupid to loose her as he had. Then it happened, we started to flirt online! It got pretty racy there, and soon we were both mastering the art of one handed typing. It was only a matter of time before we had to meet in person. We met in a bar parking lot, and talked for what seemed like an eternity. She was wearing an outfit that she had stolen from her teenage daughter, and she looked so damn sexy! I finally got up my courage, and kissed her. It was incredible! After a long evening of kissing and grouping, we left, each to our own home and to our own spouse. I thought I would feel guilty, but I did not. All I could think about was seeing her again. Over the next few weeks, we spent a lot of time in that parking lot, until we entered the next phase of our relationship. She always finished work before me, and on one night, I was stuck there longer than usual, so she ended up going in to the bar, and hanging out with some friends. When I called her, I could tell she was more than a little tipsy. She told me to hurry up and meet her before her buss wore off, or else it would be my loss. I met her, and started kissing her right away. I could taste the alcohol on her breath. She started to rub my cock through my pants as I kissed her passionately. Before I knew what was happening, she had my pants unzipped and my throbbing cock out. She dropped from my lips, and started to give me what I thought was the best oral sex I had ever received. (Boy, would I ever learn. She just continues to amaze me) I came hard, and she kept sucking, until I thought I would die. She had to get every drop. I had never been with a girl who would let me cum in her mouth, let alone need me to! This continued for awhile, and we continued to chat when we could not be together. She told me she wanted to bring me to the point right before I was about to cum, and then stop, repeating all night if she had to, until I would beg her to let me cum. We tried it a few times, but being stronger than her, I would always get my way after a few times, and grab my cock and bring myself to orgasm for her. She enjoyed catching my cum in her mouth, but wanted still wanted to make me beg, so one night, while chatting, I suggested that she handcuff me to keep me from finishing myself. She loved the idea, which lit a little spark in her, a dominant side that she did not know she had. We had decided long ago that we would never meet in each others houses, out of respect for our spouses, but we could not take the chance of getting caught in a parking lot engaged in a little bondage, so we agreed to meet in my garage, three stories below my apartment, while my wife was at work. She got to my garage, and called me when she was ready. I came down, and she blindfolded me and took me to the back of her SUV. She laid me down and tied my hands above my head. She took my pants off, and started on a very long, intense session of sucking and stopping, sucking and stopping, sucking and stopping until I could take it no longer. I begged and begged, but she would not give in. As frustrating as it was, I was in heaven. She finally let me cum, and I exploded like I have never exploded before. I did my best to return the favor, but I was so spent, I was mostly useless. After some more kissing and caressing, she went home, and I went upstairs to recover. We went on to have many more sessions in my garage, or our dungeon as we began to call it, but those are stories for another day. Serving My Goddess Ch. 02 As I wrote in my last chapter, our on-line chatting had been turning more sexual in nature as the summer went by. Our little get togethers were becoming more and more about sex, and we were becoming more and more open about our wants and desires. Being tied up in the back of her SUV had brought out these BDSM fantasies that I had repressed for quite some time. We talked about them, and she was becoming more and more interested in them. We switched back and forth on-line a few times, both of us taking turns being the dominant one, but I found I was becoming more comfortable as the submissive. I could also tell that she was starting to enjoy being the dominant one in a relationship, something that I don't believe she had experienced before. This was also about the time I started to refer to her as my Goddess. One day, after we had not seen each other in about a week, and wouldn't be able to for another week or two, my Goddess and I were talking about masturbation. I was having a busy week at work, and told her I had not cum in quite some time. I was hoping she would give me an erotic fantasy to masturbate to, but instead she told me I was not allowed to cum until we could be together. I was shocked, but also excited. Every day, I was to bring myself just to the point of cumming, but then stop, all the time thinking about when we would be together again. The next week was very hard, no pun intended, but I finally got to the night before we were going to be together again. That night was extra difficult, as my wife, who is never interested in sex anymore, decided that she wanted sex. It was hard, but I didn't want to fail my Goddess, so I pretended to be asleep, until she finally gave up. We had plans to meet after work in a motel, but my Goddess could not wait that long, so she decided that we would meet in my garage/dungeon during the day, while my wife was at work. I put down some old blankets on the floor, then sleeping bags, and finally some small candles to set the mood. She gave me a blindfold the night before, at work, and told me to be on my knees, naked except for the blindfold when she arrived. I waited for what seemed an eternity, until she finally arrived. She walked in, and rustled around a bit, but did not say a word. She came over to me, took my hands, and cuffed them behind my back. She came around in front of me, and leaned in to kiss me, but instead, gave me a little bite on my lip. She asked me if I had done as she requested, and I answered “Yes”. “Yes, what?” she replied, as a felt a sharp sting on my ass. What was that? My Goddess has a new toy! “Yes Goddess” I said, only to receive another sting on my ass. “No Goddess, I have not cum in two weeks, just as you ordered!” I replied. She told me that I had pleased her by saving my cum, but that she was very upset that I had not spent time with her in such a long time, and that I would have to pay the price for my neglect. She pushed me on my stomach, and whipped me repeatedly for a good ten minutes. I tried to count them out in my head, as I had read in many a story, but eventually lost track. When she was satisfied with my punishment, she rolled me over and removed my blindfold. My eyes strained to focus in the dimly lit room, and there she was, a vision to behold. She was wearing a black satin thong, a matching bra that barely held in her ample breasts, and black high heals. Dangling from her hand was a black leather cat o' nine tails. She smiled at me and asked if I liked her new toy. I told her I loved it. She said that she had another surprise, but that I would have to wait until we got to the motel after work for that one. She noticed that my cock was throbbing, so she hit it with her whip, telling me that I was still not allowed to cum until that evening, and then, only if she decided I earned it, no, this afternoon was going to be about her. She removed the cuffs, and ordered me down on my hands and knees. She removed her thong, and laid down in front of me, and I knew what to do. I started gently caressing her outer lips with my tongue. I worked my way in until I found her clit, like a little cock, eagerly waiting to be sucked. I locked on to it, and made love to it with my mouth. It didn't take long before she was shaking underneath me. (My Goddess has the most incredible orgasms I have ever seen. Her tight little body starts to shake, and her back arches. She makes these little squeaking sounds that drive me wild.) I continued to make love to her clit, even though her legs were squeezing my head very tightly. She finally had enough, and pushed my head away. I sat there smiling, knowing that I had served my Goddess well. She got up, saw the smile on my face, and reached for her whip. She told me, as she whipped me once more, that I still had a long way to go before I would redeem myself. She returned the blindfold to my face, and got dressed and left for work. Once she was gone, I got up, cleaned our dungeon, got dressed and went up to my apartment to shower and get ready for work. That night at work, all I could think about was our night together. Closing time finally came, and I rushed through my closing duties so I could meet my Goddess as soon as possible. I called her and she gave me directions to the motel. I rushed over there, and found her car parked out in front. I went inside, and paid for our room. We went into the room, and she took the blindfold and cuffs out of her bag. She told me as she headed to the bathroom, that I had better be naked, blindfolded and cuffed when she returned. She turned off the light, and left me to fumble in the dark. When she came out, I was kneeling, ready for my Goddess. She lit a candle, and came over to me. She told me that she was very pleased with me so far, but warned me that I was in for a rough night, and wanted me to be sure that I was ready to serve her. I assured her that I was, so she started whipping by bottom. She did not hold back this time, and whipped much harder than she had that morning. She also whipped my cock and balls. I was on a verge of tears when she finally stopped. My Goddess uncuffed me, and pushed me fully onto the bed, laying on my back. She slid up on top of me, and started kissing me. I brought my hands up to caress her lovely ass, and she smacked me across the face! I was a little startled, but dropped my hands back to the bed in compliance. She kept kissing me, and rubbing her body against mine until I was so hard that I thought I would explode, then she slid down between my legs. She took my cock into her mouth and started sucking, hard! (My Goddess has this way of sucking just the head of my cock, really hard. The feeling is a combination of intense pain and pleasure. Sometimes I think that I can't take it anymore, that I am going to pass out, but she keeps on going, pushing my boundaries to places I thought I could never go) This night was one definitely one of those nights where boundaries would be pushed. I was just about to cum, I don't know if she read the look on my face, the whimpering in my moans, or if it was just a Goddesses intuition, but she stopped at just a second before the point of no return. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, and then NOTHING! She sat back on her knees and watched me with pleasure. I reached for my cock, and received a lashing from her whip for my feeble attempt. She ordered me to place my hands above my head, and replaced the cuffs. She rolled me over, and said that I had been pleasing her, but now I would have to be punished again for my actions. She whipped me again, as hard as the previous time. Again, I was at a point of tears when she stopped. She pulled out a bottle of lotion, and started rubbing it on my red bottom. The cool lotion soothed my sore cheeks, and soon I was relaxed and hard again. All of a sudden, I felt a finger slide over my anus, a sensation that sent a shiver up my spine. I started to tense up, but my Goddess whispered softly to just relax, assuring me that everything would be alright. I did my best to relax, more than anything wanting to please my Goddess so that I might be able to cum, when she grazed it again, this time spending a little longer down there, applying more lotion. Slowly, she inserted a finger into an opening that had up until that time been 'exit only'. The feeling was odd, yet strongly erotic. My cock was again feeling like it could explode at any second. She gradually worked her way up to two fingers, thrusting slowly and tickling me in a way that I did not know I could be tickled. I had read stories about having ones prostate massaged, but had no idea it could feel like this. She pushed my legs up in the air, and removed her fingers from inside of me. She took my cock into her mouth again, and started sucking with a wild, lustful abandon. I was again ready to explode when I felt something at my anus again. It was harder than her fingers, and as it started to enter, she turned it on...it was a vibrator, and it shook my entire abdomen. She worked it around until my body jerked and she knew she hit my prostate. She left it there and in minutes, cum was shooting out of my cock and into her mouth. I came like I have never cum before, but something was missing, there was no intense orgasm, just lots of cum. I don't know if I was distracted by the vibrations, or if that is what happens when your prostrate is massaged, but my Goddess had won, she got what she so desired, my cum, but I did not get an orgasm. One look on my face told it all, I was truly her property now. She removed the vibrator, and slid up on top of me again. She started kissing me and then told me that I had pleased her well, that I was the best slave she could ever ask for. I put my arms up around her waste, and held her tight. We just laid there for awhile and held each other. After a few minutes of kissing and caressing, I was starting to feel a stir in my loins, so I rolled over and started to make love to my Goddess. She held me tight and we made love until it was time for us to get up and head for our own homes, back to our own lives. We kissed as we left, knowing that we had crossed a threshold into a new part of our relationship. Serving My Goddess Ch. 03 After our encounter in the motel, our relationship continued to grow more and more intense. We took advantage of every chance we got to spend time together, and most of those times involved me being tied up in one way or another, being whipped by my Goddess. The whip seemed to be her second favorite toy she owned, I was her favorite. I enjoyed serving her, and although I was occasionally plagued with guilt about being involved in an extramarital affair, the times we were together far surpassed the guilt. The times we could not be together, were spent on-line, emailing, chatting, and sending adult e-cards to each other. Every morning, the first thing I would do would be to go and check my email to see if I had a new card. Then, I would send my Goddess one. On nights when we could not sneak off to spend time together, we would chat late into the evening, usually with my Goddess making me masturbate while she told me what she was planning to do to me the next time we were together. It was one of these nights that I took another step deeper into my submissive role. We were up late, chatting about our fantasies for each other. Goddess knew I was going to have to get to bed soon, so she ordered me to take off my shorts, and start to caress my cock. At first, I thought I would just play along, as she would not know if I was really naked or not, but I knew that I would masturbate when I went to bed anyway, so why not. After a few minutes, she told me to spread my pre-cum all over the head of my cock, to lubricate it more, and I was thinking, I have been masturbating for over 30 years, and I don't need to be told how to do it, but what the hell, so I went along. We kept on going, and then she told me to bring my fingers up to my lips, and suck my juices off of my fingers. Again, I went along, as I was getting hornier and hornier. I have tasted my pre-cum many a time before, and it always brings me to orgasm sooner. I typed that I was almost ready to cum, and she told me that she wanted me to cum into a cup. She went on to tell me how much she loves my cum, how she craves the taste, and that since she was not there to swallow it, I was going to. (I have read many stories about guys drinking their own cum, and have tried in the past, but as soon as I cum, the desire to taste my own cum goes away) I figured that there was no way that I would be able to comply, but I had gone along with all her other requests up to this point, so why should I stop now. Besides, I love my Goddess, and if this one thing will bring her joy, then who am I to deny her. These thoughts raging through my mind caused my to cum like I hadn't cum in a long time. I just barely got a foam coffee cup up to my cock in time to catch my juices. I knew that if I was going to do this, I had to do it right away, so I brought the cup up to my lips and tilted it back. A drip of cold coffee hit my tongue first, and then came my warm, thick cream. As I read my Goddess' attempt at typing her moans as she came, I swirled my cum around in my mouth for a few seconds, getting used to its taste, before I swallowed it all for her. I was so horny, that I squeezed out a few more drops and brought them to my lips. Later that night, I woke with the hardest erection. I went to the bathroom and masturbated to thoughts of our cyber-sex. I caught my cum in my hand and although I tried to lick it up, I could not do it. I needed my Goddess to be controlling me if I were going to do that again. Later that week, I was going away on vacation, and Goddess ordered me to bring home a shot glass for her. Of course I complied, and the next opportunity to be together, she again ordered me to wait for her in out dungeon, blindfolded and naked, on my knees. She came in and greeted me with a kiss, and a smack on my ass, and then she told me to start masturbating. While I was stroking my cock, she opened her gift. When I was about to cum, she handed me the shot glass and told me to fill it up for her, warning me that if I spilled a drop, or did not fill it up, I would be severely punished. The only thing that came to my mind was the burning question, Why did I buy a tall shot glass?!?!? I would never be able to fill that thing. I did not spill any, but I had to continue stroking after I came in an attempt to get every drop I could get. She removed my blindfold and dipped her finger in the glass. She brought it to my lips and smeared it on them. I opened my mouth and sucked her fingers, getting them clean for her. She then lifted the glass to her lips and sucked it down. She leaned in to me and kissed me long and hard, passing my cum back into my mouth. We continued kissing until all of the cum had been swallowed by both of us, and then she laid back and ordered me to suck her until she had gotten the orgasm that she deserved for letting me share my cum with her. I sucked on her little clit and squeezed her breasts until she was shaking underneath me. She squeaked her little moans out and clamped her thighs around my head and pushed my face away from her vagina. I slid up alongside her, and we just held each other while we recovered from our orgasms. A few nights later, I started having this re-occurring dream. I would be laying on my back, with my legs up in the air. My Goddess was in between my legs, fucking me with a strap-on with wanton abandon. As I tossed my head back and forth I suddenly found a large cock next to my head. In that strange was that dreams work, there was never a body attached to the cock, but it didn't seem odd in my dream world. I hungrily took the cock into my mouth, and started sucking it. Goddess started fucking me harder, as she said, “That's it baby, suck my cock, suck it harder, thats so sexy” I continued sucking on what I believed to be a dildo until it shot a load of cum into my mouth the same time as her strap-on shot it's load into my ass. Every time, I would wake up at this point, and grab my cock and masturbate hard and fast. It was at that point, that I knew I had taken another big step towards total submission to my Goddess, I had become her little cum slut! Although I had never had homo erotic thoughts or dreams before, I knew that I would do anything that my Goddess commanded me to do, even suck a cock for her if that was what she ordered me to do. Serving My Goddess Ch. 04 Well, it had been almost 6 weeks where my Goddesses and my schedules were conflicting, and we were both getting very lonely. Our emails and cards were showing this fact. They alternated between pleas for attention, and expressing her disappointment and anger towards me for not spending any time with her. I had been involved in a business deal that was tieing up most of my time, one that was very difficult to get away from, but the fact was, I was not serving her the way I should have been. Finally, there was a break in our schedules, and we had an evening to spend together. I wanted it to be special, so I made a reservation in a nice hotel for us, hoping that a little romance could make up for the time apart, but was I wrong. This wasn't a relationship built on romance, it was one of domination and submission, of pain and the exploration of ones limitations. One that was therapeutic for my Goddess, to get even with the way men had treated her in the past, and allowed me to get in touch with my submissive side that was kept buried deep inside at work. We arrived at the hotel, and checked into our room. I immediately reached out to hold her and kiss her, but received a smack in the face instead!!! "What do you think you are doing, slave!" she sternly said to me. "Get out of those clothes and get down on your knees!" I complied with my Goddesses command, and quickly undressed and dropped to me knees before her. She reached into her bag, and pulled out her whip and hit me harder that I think she ever hit me before. "Fold your clothes neatly and place them on the dresser! No wonder your wife neglects you sexualy, if you were my husband, and you left your clothes laying on the floor, I would neglect you too!!!" I scurried around the floor, picking up my clothes and folding them as she followed me around whipping my ass the whole time. Where had that come from, she had never brought up my wife before, it was sort of an unwritten rule that we didn't talk about each others spouses. I must have underestimated how much the time apart had effected her. Once I had completed the task at hand, she ordered me to follow her to the bathroom. "Draw me a bath," she said to me as she handed me a jar of bath salts. "It had better be just right, not too hot, but definitely not too cold! You will regret it if it is wrong!" I did my best, but it apparently wasn't good enough for her. She put her hand in the water, and a look of disappointment came across her face. She reached for her whip again, and I knew I had failed her again. She told me to wait there, as she went for her bag again. This time, returning with a black leather paddle. This was something new, and my heart stopped when I saw it. As she swung her arm back, my entire body tensed up in anticipation for the smack. I heard the swish as it cut through the air, and then felt the sting as it connected with my ass. (I had not been paddled since catholic school, and had forgot about the burning pain it brought. The whip may initially hurt more than a paddle, but the paddle burns a lot longer.) She continued for what seemed like forever, but was probably only about five minutes. When she had turned my ass to a bright shade of red, she set down the paddle and held my face and kissed the tears from my eyes. It may sound crazy, but I felt more loved at that moment than I think I had ever felt before! She reached for her bag again, and pulled out her blindfold, and placed it on my face. She told me to open my mouth, and she slid a phallic shaped item into my mouth. I thought that it was a dildo, and that she wanted to see me suck on it, but before I could even start, she quickly attached a strap behind my head. It was not a dildo, it was a penis gag!!! Another first, I had never been gagged. She asked me if I could still breathe, and I nodded my head yes. The next things I felt were wrist and ankle cuffs, but instead of cuffing my wrists together, she cuffed my wrists to my ankles, keeping my knees up in the air. I realized how vulnerable a position I was in. She teased my cock for a few seconds before putting a tight cock ring and ball separator. Finally, she started to rub some lubrication on my ass, and started fucking me with her vibrator. She slip it around a bit until she hit my prostate and I jumped as much as I could in the predicament I was in. Once she made contact, she turned on the vibrator and left me there on the bathroom floor squirming around. She got undressed and got into the tub, to relax and enjoy her slaves predicament. After watching me struggle, and listening to the muffled sounds coming out of my mouth, she started to get horny and reached down between her thighs and started to rub her vagina. Her little clit started to swell, and soon her body was quivering as an orgasm was building up inside of her. Somehow I heard her little squeaks and moans that I love so much. They put me over the edge, but the cock rings would not allow me to cum. She rode her orgasm to completion, and then just relaxed for a few minutes, again enjoying my predicament! She reached down to me and pulled the vibrator out of my ass, disconnected the cuffs, and ordered me to get up and grab a towel. I brought the towel over to her and dried her off. She grabbed me by the cock and led me out of the bathroom and onto the bed. "Get on your hands and knees, NOW!" she orderd. I quickly complied and recieved a smack on my tender ass just for the hell of it. She reached pulled my right wrist behind me, and attached it to my ankle. It was so sudden that I had to struggle to stay balanced. My struggle earned me another smack on my ass. She then pulled my left arm out from under me, causing me to fall forward. She attached my left wrist to my left ankle, leaving my face buried in the bed with my ass up in the air. She left me there for a minute while she went back for her bag. She returned and started lubricating my ass with a gel like substance. She worked the gel in my anus as far as her fingers could reach, then she removed my blindfold and gag. I stretched out my jaw as my eyes adjusted to the light. There, infront of my face was the hugest dildo I had ever seen. "Suck My cock, slave!" my Goddess ordered. I had to stretch my mouth as wide as I could to get it in, and I started gagging as she shoved it in. After a few seconds, she pulled it out. "Are you ready to get fucked?" she asked. I was afraid to answer, but I was more afraid of that dildo. She sensed my fear and taunted me. "Now you know what a real cock looks like, don't you. It's so much bigger that that pathetic little puppy cock that you have, isn't it!" "Now you are going to learn how it feels to get fucked by a real cock." With that being said, she grabbed her cock, and lined it up with my scared, quivering hole. She gave it a little twist, and shoved it in. I screamed out in pain as she ripped through my spincter! She did not show any mercy and kept on shoving it in until she bottomed out. Just as abruptly, she pulled it out, and then preceded to give me the ass fucking of my life. At some point, I realized that instead of trying to resist her thrusts, I was actually pushing back to meet them! I also realized that my cries of pain had been replaced with moans of exstacy! She kept fucking me until I felt my cum boiling up in my balls. She sensed it too, because she reached underneath me and grabbed my cock and started stroaking it with her right hand, while she continued to fuck me with her left. I couldn't take it anylonger and shot my load all over the bed. When Goddess saw what I did, she pulled her cock out of my ass, leaving it suddenly empty and grabbed me by my neck and shoved my face in my cum. "Bad puppy, bad puppy!" she exclaimed. "Now clean up your mess" I did my best to lick it up from the sheets as she retrieved her clothes and got dressed again. Once she was dressed, she pulled me off of the bed and ordered me to kiss her feet. I complied, even though in the back of my head, I was thinking how cliche it was. "You liked that cock in your ass, didn't you!?!" she questioned. I was afraid to answer, I think I was more afraid of the answer, than what she would do to me if I answered wrong! It went against everything that I thought I was, I was questioning my morals, my desires, and even my position in life. "You are no longer worthy of being my slave, you little slut! A slave has more self respect than you do, you are a worthless dog! From now on, I will refer to you as my puppy, and you will know your place, at my feet! And like any puppy, you will need to be trained!" She reached into her bag, and pulled out one last thing, a collar. She put it on my neck, and said, "From now on, you will wear this whenever you are in My presence! I don't care if we are at work or not. You will have to figure out how to hide it under your shirt and tie, but know this, I will be checking for it, and if it is not there, I will severly punish you." I nodded and lowered my head as she added,"I hope you enjoyed your orgasm tonight, because you are no longer allowed to cum with out my permission. I dont care if your wife is begging you to make love to her, you had better figure out a way to get out of it, or call Me and get My permission!" She reached down and unhooked my cuffs. She threw her bag down at me and said,"I am leaving now, clean up your toys! You had better have them readily available at all times in case I need them. I will call you when I am ready to start your training!" With that last statement, she left me alone in the hotel to think about my new place in life.