Goddess Worship

She knows what is expected of her, and she is eager to please...

“Are you ready to serve me, my treasure?” I ask, my voice low and commanding.

“Yes, Mistress,” she replies, her voice quivering with excitement.

I smile, pleased with her response. She knows how to address me, how to show her respect and submission. And I love the way she says “Mistress” – It gives me chills every time.

“Good girl,” I say, cupping her chin in my hand and tilting her head up to look at me. “Now, let us begin.”

I take a step back and begin to slowly undress, never breaking eye contact with my submissive. She watches in anticipation as I remove each article of clothing, revealing my voluptuous body clad in black leather and lace. My breasts spill out of the top of my corset, and my round hips are accentuated by the tight leather skirt.

I see the hunger in her eyes as I stand before her, fully exposed. I know she wants to taste me, to worship every inch of my body. And I am more than happy to oblige.

I walk over to the bed and lie on my back, spreading my legs open for her. She crawls towards me, her eyes fixated on the wetness between my thighs.

“Kiss my feet, my treasure,” I commanded, holding up my foot for her to kiss.

She obeys, her lips pressing against my skin in a gentle kiss. I close my eyes and let out a soft sigh, enjoying the feeling of her lips on my foot. She moves to my other foot, kissing and licking her way up my leg until she reaches my inner thigh.

“Good girl,” I say, my voice thick with desire. “Now, worship me.”

She eagerly complies, pressing her lips to my wetness and tasting me. I moan as she licks and sucks, her tongue teasing my clit and delving inside me. I run my fingers through her hair, guiding her movements as she brings me closer and closer to orgasm.

“Yes, just like that,” I moan, my hips bucking against her face. “Make me cum, my treasure.”

Her tongue works wonders on me, and I soon reach my peak, crying out as I cum. She continues to lap at me, making sure to catch every last drop of my release.

I pant as she finishes, my body trembling with pleasure. My submissive moves up to lie beside me, her head resting on my chest.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she says, her voice content.

“You are welcome, my treasure,” I replied, stroking her hair lovingly. “But we are not done yet.”

I push her onto her back and straddle her, my hands on either side of her head. I look down at her, taking in her flushed cheeks and heaving chest.

“Are you ready for more, my treasure?” I ask, a wicked glint in my eye.

“Yes, Mistress,” she replies, her breathing quickening in anticipation.

I lean down and kiss her, my lips pressing firmly against hers. She responds eagerly, her hands reaching up to caress my breasts. I moan into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her soft hands on my skin.

I break the kiss and move down her body, my lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire on her skin. I reach her breasts and take one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and nipping at it until it is hard and erect. I move to the other one, giving it the same attention before trailing my kisses down her stomach.

I reach her wetness and can’t resist teasing her a little. I blow cool air onto her clit, making her shiver and squirm beneath me.

“Please, Mistress,” she begs, her hips moving against my mouth.

I smile and finally give her what she wants, burying my face between her thighs and lapping at her with abandon. She cries out, her hands gripping the sheets as I bring her to the brink of orgasm over and over again.

“Fuck, Mistress,” she moans, her body trembling with pleasure. “I’m going to cum!”

I continue my ministrations, my tongue flicking and swirling as she reaches her peak. She screams my name as she cums, her body writhing beneath me. I ride out her orgasm, enjoying the feeling of her juices on my tongue.

When she finally comes down from her high, I crawl back up her body, kissing her deeply. She tastes herself on my lips, and I know it only turns her on even more.

“Did you enjoy that, my treasure?” I ask, my voice husky.

“Oh, yes, Mistress,” she replies, her eyes sparkling with desire.

“Good,” I say, kissing her again. “Because I have something else in mind for you.”

I reach over to the nightstand and grab a pair of handcuffs. I cuff her hands to the bedposts, spreading her legs wide open. She looks up at me with a mix of excitement and nervousness in her eyes.

“Relax, my treasure,” I say, stroking her cheek. “I will take care of you.”

I grab a blindfold and cover her eyes, plunging her into darkness. She gasps, her body quivering in anticipation. I lean down and whisper in her ear.

“I am going to use my favorite toy on you,” I say, my voice low and seductive. “You are going to submit to me completely and let me take you to new heights of pleasure.”

I reach down and grab the vibrator, turning it on and pressing it against her clit. She moans loudly, her body writhing beneath me as I tease her with the vibrations. I move the toy down to her opening, pushing it inside and making her cry out in pleasure.

“Fuck, Mistress,” she pants, her hips bucking against the toy. “It feels so good.”

I continue to manipulate the vibrator, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. I can feel her muscles clenching around the toy, her breaths becoming more erratic.

“Cum for me, my treasure,” I say, my voice filled with desire. “Cum all over my toy.”

And with those words, she does. She screams my name as her body convulses in pleasure, her juices soaking the toy and the sheets beneath her. I ride out her orgasm, my own desire building as I watch her come undone.

When she is spent, I remove the toy and uncuff her hands. I remove her blindfold and crawl up to lie beside her, pulling her close to me.

“You were amazing, my treasure,” I say, kissing her forehead.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she replies, snuggling into me.

We lie in silence for a few minutes, catching our breath and enjoying the afterglow. But I can feel my desire building again, and I know I need more.

“Get up on your hands and knees, my treasure,” I say, my voice husky.

She complies, her round ass in the air, and I grab the paddle from the nightstand. I give her a sharp smack, making her gasp.

“Yes, Mistress,” she moans, her hips moving back towards me.

I continue to spank her, alternating between soft and hard strikes until her skin is a rosy pink and she is moaning and writhing with desire.

“Please, Mistress,” she begs, her voice desperate.

I drop the paddle and grab my strap-on, quickly sliding it on and positioning myself behind her. I slowly push inside, filling her up with my strap-on dick. She moans loudly, her body trembling beneath me.

I start to move, thrusting into her with a steady rhythm. She meets my thrusts, her moans becoming louder and more urgent with each one. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room.

“Fuck, Mistress,” she cries out, her whole body shaking with pleasure. “I’m going to cum again!”

I keep up my pace, pounding into her until she is screaming my name.

We collapse onto the bed, both of us spent and panting. I pull out of her and lie beside her, holding her close to me.

“You are amazing, my treasure,” I say, kissing her forehead.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she replies, nuzzling into my chest.

We lie there in silence, basking in the afterglow of our intense session. As we hold each other close, the warmth of our connection wraps around us like a comforting blanket. With whispered words of reassurance and gentle touches, we ease back into reality.