My Goddess

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As I sat waiting for him, I wondered what he would look like. He had set everything up. He had even requested the colour I would wear tonight. The dress hugged me in all the right places and was sure to make an impression. It was deep red, with a low cut top and a flowing skirt.

Without warning a gentleman in a black pinstripe suit came and sat opposite me, “I’m am sorry I have left such a beautiful lady waiting. Being a first date, I dare say I have spoiled the mood.” He bowed before me, and looked up at me, his clear brown eyes shone with pure mischievousness, and the whole room stared at him. He was breathtakingly gorgeous, with long black hair and his presence seemed to drown out everyone else in the room.

Taking a seat opposite me, he smiled and signalled to the waiter that he would like to order, the waiter jumped to his signal and within a moment, he had champagne on the table and two glasses. “Please pick anything you want my dear, you must be famished.” He smiled a winning smile at me, as he spoke the words he had indicated on the email word for word, reassuring me that it was him who sat before me. I ordered from the menu and stared at this mystery man, the only thing I was informed of was his request, that and he was a businessman, he was much different to what I expected, but it was playing out well. Here he was in charge as requested, later… later would be different I had something unique planned.

We spoke about superficial things, as typical on a first date, but nothing personal as requested, eventually he smiled at me, signalled for the waiter and paid for both our meals as requested. Being the ‘Girlfriend’ I was meant to be, I protested, but he once again acted the gallant man as per his request and paid for it all, including a rather impressive tip. He truly seemed like the perfect boyfriend to have, even as much as I was aware of his request… he sure did play the part well… I expected he was used to others attention, as I noticed the envious looks of the other patrons he seemed to take no notice of, as they followed us out the door.

Stepping into the taxi, I requested the location and he sat beside me with a smile that seemed content. “Thank you already. It truly has been a wonderful evening so far,” His voice dripping with honey… Oh yes I was going to enjoy this very much. “It has been a pleasure for me too,” I replied with a smile, playing my part well, the sweet girlfriend.

The taxi pulled up to my place, a sweet place, all in white and I turned to him, van escort “Would you like to come in for coffee?” I asked sweetly.

“I would love to,” He replied, with that naughty grin I had now come to associate with him. He paid the taxi driver, and he ran around to open the door to the car for me, he waited patiently as I punched in my security number and unlocked my house. Then it happened.

The moment we were inside, he dropped, suit and all to a knee and stared at the floor. “My Goddess… It is an Honour to serve you.” I stared down at him with a smile, this is what he had been waiting for, and it showed in every muscle of his body. “My sweet little Pet, you have been good tonight,” I replied. Not once did he raise his head to look at me. He was true to his word, the rules he had set, he followed them effortlessly. “You may look at me from now on,” I replied, and did he ever. I saw nothing but adulation there, a simple need to be told what to do… and I was more than happy to give him what he ordered. “Let us get the formalities out of the way shall we my pet?” I asked him, an annoying but necessary part to our evening, I was asked to do a job after all.

“Oh yes my Goddess! Please make sure I have done nothing to displease you!” Patiently he waited as I took out my phone to confirm the money had been sent through. Once I had confirmed it, I leaned down and smiled at him, resisting the sudden urge I had to pat him like the good pet he was.

…

My Goddess did indeed look stunning, and she was everything I had imagined her to be and more. I had checked many places, and had made many requests to see pictures, but once I had seen her, I knew who I wanted to dedicate my time to, I was hoping beyond all hope I had finally found someone I liked. My colleagues would laugh if they saw me like this. The president of their company on their knees before anyone… but she is a Goddess. One I had paid for, but a Goddess all the same, she had been nothing but perfect so far, following every rule I had set out.

“I feel like lying down my pet?” She intoned, and her voice sent shivers all over my body. “You will come over here and, kneel before me, while I recline.” She said these words almost as if a cruel afterthought. I was her pet after all, and yet… The tone somehow hurt. I obeyed her commands and followed her over to the couch where she proceeded to drape herself over it like the Goddess she is.

Looking over at me she smiled, and I had an impulse yalova escort to take her head within my hands and kiss her senseless… what was I thinking? I had specifically requested not to have any kissing. My body twitched at that simple thought… I had asked my goddess to torture me, and I had a magnificent feeling I was to get exactly what I requested. She sighed and I watched riveted to the sight before me, as her hand began to slowly move towards her breasts. She began to stroke and sigh. My eyes widened at the site before me, my Goddess was touching herself, my fingers twitched where they lay in my lap. I hadn’t been given permission to do anything, but the sight of her playing with her breasts while I watched her, oh gods, it was something else entirely.

“Mmmmm,” She moaned, as she continued and my brain began to etch the sight into my mind… My Goddess was draped over a couch, and I watched mesmerised as her hand moved lower and lower. I was barely breathing as I saw her long luscious legs reveal themselves from under the stunning red dress she wore. Involuntarily I groaned, as I watched the sight of her writhing on the couch before me. “Oh my pet.. Do you want to help?” Her tone, remaining dismissive. My words almost scrambled out to reply “Oh yes my Goddess!, What would you have me do? Just name it!” I felt foolish, I had done this so many times, but here I was, barely being addressed, not naked, not tied up, and I was as hard as a rock, my pants straining with the pressure.

This Goddess, I had picked and paid for her sure, but by her not tying me up, not restraining me, it caused me to focus like I had never done before. I had specified that I wasn’t allowed to be touched, being tied up was optional but not necessary, but not touched. I regretted those words now, as she replied to my words. “I need your lips on my skin, on my nipples, please my pet, Your Goddess needs you.” I growled openly as I moved towards her, and latched onto her nipple, like a starving animal, and her back arched into me, granting me more access. I groaned as I realized I would not feel her hands on the back of my head pulling me in, the loss hitting me like a punch in the stomach , I almost wept at my misjudgement. I wanted to be touched by this woman, I wanted her, and no other. I wanted to please her and no other, and the words I wrote in that email were my undoing.

“Under no circumstances, even indirectly am I to be touched. This includes any and all circumstances, this is çorlu escort to be one way only, I am a pet to be used, and you are the Goddess I have to serve”

I have been in every scenario, and all of them tied up until now, but this… this was torture “Stop my pet!” she said suddenly, and with all the restraint I possessed, I did as requested. I watched as she writhed before me, crying out her pleasure, whilst my hands twitched at the site. “Do not touch yourself,” She ordered as my hands went to my pants, and I groaned openly at her request, no… Order, I corrected as she fixed me with a glare that dared me to disobey her.

I watched helplessly as she writhed and cried out her pleasure for me, within arms reach, and yet I was not allowed to touch, not allowed to be touched, this woman.. This Goddess, had captured me like no other had before. I had given this scenario to so many others, and yet… I had never been so hard in my life, never had felt the limits of my restraint.

I moaned before her, as I watched her pleasure recede as she sunk back into the couch. Looking at me, she smiled a lazy smile, and although I had barely touched her at all, I felt a sudden burst of pride that maybe, somehow she was imagining me as she had been playing. The sudden need to curl her up in my arms and hold her fragile form, rocked me to my core… Our time was at an end, and I had gotten exactly what I wanted and yet, and yet during our time I had wanted so much more than my initial request… I had wanted her to touch me, for her to beg for me to have her, to take her. “Next time,” I thought and my heart warmed at these words. Oh yes… there would indeed be a next time, and there would be no more of this denial, I was going to be one naughty pet, and I was planning to enjoy every minute of it.

…

After I was done, I looked over at him, still seated obediently on the floor and I watched as that cheeky smile crept into his features once more. I sat up and smiled at him. “So was it to your satisfaction?” I asked.,

“Oh yes my Goddess you were perfect, Although, I believe I will be changing the rules for next time,” He replied as smooth as silk.

“Next time?” I asked.

“Oh yes… Next time” His eyes glittered and I felt a shiver of excitement run down my back, one I hadn’t felt in a long time. “Until next time my Goddess” He replied, and with absolute confidence, despite the fact that he was as hard as steel beneath his suit, he bowed before me and I watched as he let himself out.

“Next time huh?” I said aloud… “I can’t wait to see how much the rules change this time around,” I say with a laugh, as I head upstairs for a nice, long soak in the shower.

This story ideas was provided by a Muse. My Muse has preferred to remain unnamed.

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