A Chaste Slave to Naomi's Ass

Note to reader:

This will make a lot more sense if you read the previous chapter first. This chapter starts with a brief scene in present day after which we flash back to the aftermath of Naomi's decree last Christmas.

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I put the finishing touches on Naomi's dinner, Mediterranean salmon with roasted potatoes, just as I got a text from her returning from the gym.

"Be home in 5 slave," the text said, accompanied by a gym selfie of her glistening with sweat, dressed in a matching lavender workout set. As always, she'd cropped the photo just before her divine ass came into frame; she firmly believed that my access, even visually, to her backside was best kept limited.

"Yes Goddess, you look stunning," I replied, not able to wait another second until she arrived home.

I sprung into action, knowing her expectations of me when she walked through the door. I made sure her meal was warmed up and set it at the table, accompanied by a perfectly chilled glass of water. As I'd been trained to do, I stripped off all my clothes, folded them, and placed them neatly to the side. I walked past the living room to the front door, bowed down with my forehead touching the ground next to her shoes. My cage made a definitive clanking sound as it hit the ground, sending a chill through me as my member grew ever so slightly at the sudden contact. And I waited, anticipating my Goddess' arrival home.

As I waited, my mind again wandered back to last Christmas night.

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Naomi came back into the room, having had changed her top, but not her black leggings and said, "Slave, I'm heading over to Serena's for some girl time. You're to wash the dishes, tidy the kitchen, and do my laundry by the time I return."

For some reason she had a mischievous smile when she mentioned the final command, about the laundry, but I dismissed that for the moment, obediently responding, "Yes Goddess."

Naomi turned to leave the house when she turned over her shoulder and added, "Oh, and if you're not in worship position when I walk back through this door, we'll need to reevaluate your reward for this coming week."

I shivered at the thought of this blessing being taken away, making several mental notes to be in a naked and bowing position, which she endearingly called 'worship position' by the time she returned.

My shiver must have come across pretty candidly in my body language since she giggled sweetly while leaving the house.

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Naomi pulled up into her best friend Serena's driveway shortly afterwards, entertaining herself with the idea of her devoted chaste servant toiling away at home for her. This was some much needed girl time, yes, but she was also excited to use this time to set her secret agenda into motion. A cruel plan which, if all went well, would see her boyfriend descend further and further into servitude not just for her, but for all the women in her life.

Serena was waiting at the door, arms outstretched.

"Naomi! It's been so long!" Serena exclaimed as the two friends hugged each other tightly. It had been just about a month since they last met but having typically met once a week, the extended time apart felt tangible.

"I know babe," Naomi agreed, "the holidays just have a way of sucking up time."

"Come in, come in, let's get you something to drink," Serena ushered Naomi in.

The ladies were soon sitting in Serena's large living room slowly sipping on some white wine with the latest trashy reality TV show playing in the background. Serena had done extremely well for herself, having started an online-first fashion company about five years back. Through a combination savvy online marketing, getting ahead of a few crucial trends, and some good old-fashioned dumb luck, she'd made a few single-digit millions by her late 20s. This had allowed her to buy a massive home where she was more than happy to host her friends, including Naomi, who she'd met back in college.

Once the ladies had caught up on life, family, and work, Naomi turned the conversation towards her subtle agenda when Serena conveniently asked, "So ... how's the boyf?"

Naomi took a sip of her wine and smiled slightly.

"Well, I actually wanted to talk to you about that Ser," Naomi said with a tilt in her voice.

"Oh my, are y'all ok?" Serena asked with some concern.

Giggling a bit, Naomi assured, "Oh yes yes, we're actually better than ever. The thing is, well, I guess you may have noticed that he's been really attentive to my needs the last few times we've all hung out."

Serena thought back to how he'd been pulling out Naomi's chair out more, asking if she needed anything more than a usual partner would, and somehow just being more attuned to Naomi's needs.

"Ya know, I have been meaning to ask you about that Nai," Serena responded.

"Well, um, not sure how to say this," Naomi started.

"Oh just out with it! We've known each other too long for all this smoke and mirrors," Serena quipped with a smile.

"Ok, well, he's my boyfriend yes but he's also kind of my servant," Naomi confessed.

"Servant?" Serena repeated with wide eyes.

Naomi, emboldened having gotten her news rolling, decided to correct herself, "Well, ok more like slave."

"Slave?!" Serena almost yelled, her eyes even wider.

Naomi knew that now was the time to fill in the gaps, "Well he confessed to me about a year ago that he was starting to become obsessed with me and I thought at first it was just one of those things guys say to get in your pants. But the more he explained it, the more I realized he really meant 'obsessed', like he started putting me on a pedestal, we're talking like goddess status."

Naomi continued, gauging her friend's face curious face as a sign to continue, "He told me that he was jacking off thinking about serving me in any way. It started with sorta 'regular' things like licking my pussy. But he confessed to deeper and I guess more primal things like licking my feet, kissing my ass, even abstaining from cumming unless I said he could."

Serena interjected, not believing what she was hearing, "Hold on, Nai, you're joking right?"

"No girl, this is 100% real," Naomi assured her.

Serena was going through a flood of thoughts but eventually settled on, "So what did you say?" as she felt her pussy start to tingle a bit, somehow getting turned on by what her friend was telling her.

"Well, my first reaction was that this was all crazy, just fantasies and that there's no way we'd try it you know?" Naomi continued, "It led to a bit of an awkward time between us, not really knowing what to do with this bomb he'd just dropped."

"After a few days, I kind of decided heck, what's the harm in trying it out?" Naomi said while shrugging.

"Oh wow," was all Serena could say at that moment.

Naomi continued, determined to finish her story, "So we decided to try this thing called 'chastity' where you put your partner's dick in this medieval looking cage thing. It basically makes it so he can't cum unless I unlock the cage."

Naomi subtly put her feet up on the coffee table in front of her, and motioned with her eyes towards the small silver key dangling from her anklet.

Serena's eyes somehow got even wider, if that was possible, "Nai, what are you telling me? You have his ... thing ... locked in a cage right now? And that key around your foot is the only thing that can let him out?"

"Yea girl," Naomi said, half confident and half hoping that she's not scaring her best friend off right now.

"Oh my god," Serena whispered under her breath, her hand instinctually moving towards her pussy which had just gotten even wetter after hearing this development.

Seeing her best friend unmistakenly start to rub herself, Naomi smiled externally but was secretly overjoyed beyond belief internally. Naomi, seeing Serena's unfiltered reaction, knew that not only had she not scared her best friend off, but that Serena was actually getting turned on hearing what she'd done with her boyfriend.

Serena suddenly caught herself and casually moved her hand away hoping that Naomi hadn't noticed as she quickly said, "How long has he been in there?" genuinely more curious now having got past the initial shock.

"A month," Naomi answered with a thousand watt smile, she couldn't hide her excitement at finally telling another soul.

"He hasn't cum in a month?!" Serena explained, "I haven't had a boyfriend in a while but even I know that guys need to cum more often than that."

Naomi responded, feeling more secure in sharing her true attitude, "They don't 'need' to, they just 'want' to. The first time I locked him up, it felt really strange for a few days, like I was posing to have some 'power' over him. But, what turned me to the, well, 'dark side', is seeing the change in his behavior just a few days after being locked up. In hindsight, he's always been very attuned to my needs, but it got turned up to a hundred once I became the official sole source of any chance of sexual release for him."

Naomi continued, "I became the center of his universe. It started with little things that just made my life better, keeping my gas tank full, making me breakfast in the morning, stuff like that. But, after just a week he was offering foot rubs every time I got home, took over basically all the house chores, and don't even get me started on the sex."

Serena, her voice low and heavy urged her friend to continue, her hand now returning to her pussy, which was wetter than ever, "Go on."

Naomi's smile turned into a wicked grin, "He started begging to eat me out every night. With his cock locked away, it became more about me. I felt bad at first, feeling selfish but he encouraged me to follow my urges, to revel in the selfishness, said it made him happy when I was happy."

Serena was now unmistakably rubbing herself under her dress, feeling close enough to her friend and turned on enough by her friend's story that she didn't care. Naomi's feeling of relief and happiness only grew seeing this.

Naomi pressed on, "The cage came on and off during this initial time; we were still getting used to the new dynamic. But, he helped me realize that just has he was naturally submissive, I realized I had a hidden dominant streak. I started to love treating him like a slave, started demanding things that he'd previously just offered, started treating him the way I realized he wanted to be treated, and loving it."

As much as she wanted to share everything, Naomi realized that she should save some stories for later and caught up to the present, "Long story short, he worships me. We're still a normal loving couple to the outside world, and don't get me wrong, we genuinely do love each other. But also, don't get me wrong, he's my slave and I'm his Goddess. I guess that's as good of a place as any to pause. What do you think?"

Serena didn't even register the last question as she was working up to a pleasurable rhythm touching herself but she quickly stopped to reply, "God that's a lot and I always suspected he put you first, but never thought it went this far. I'm happy for you girl, I really am."

Serena continued, "I can't lie though, that was way hotter than I thought it'd be. It's like you basically ... own this guy." Serena felt something dormant start awakening within her. Some part of her liked that this guy was being treated this way and liked seeing this side of her best friend.

Naomi confirmed, "Yea I'm starting to feel like I do and I'm enjoying the journey. Speaking of ... we're kind of stepping it up starting tonight."

Serena exclaimed, she realized a bit too eagerly, "Oh god do tell!"

Naomi paused to assess whether this next part would freak her friend out but decided she was in too deep anyways, "Ok, but only if you promise to stay open to an ask I have of you later on."

Serena seemed mildly curious but a bit scared based on the nature of their conversation, "What kind of ask?"

Naomi reassured her, "Haha, you don't have to do anything you don't want to but it'll make a lot more sense after I explain this next part."

"Ok fine babe," Serena seemed satisfied for now.

"We might need a bit more wine for this," Naomi laughed. Both ladies got up in agreement and soon more wine had flowed into their glasses.

"Ok, babe remember earlier when I was talking about when he first told me about his deeper desires?" Naomi picked up where she left off.

"Yea you said things like licking your feet, staying locked up for you," Serena recalled.

"Yea, and um ... kissing my ass," Naomi filled in the blank.

"Oh yea, how could I forget," Serena laughed as she took a sip of her wine.

"Well, as I learned, that last one was a bit more of an obsession than anything else he mentioned," Naomi started to explain.

Serena asked, "Oh you mean like he's an ass guy? It's pretty common ya know?"

With a tilt of her head, Naomi responded, "Well, kind of. Most 'ass guys' are into groping, slapping, other typical 'guy stuff' when it comes to asses. He's, let say, different in what he wants to do with my ass. I found out quickly it's the thing he's most obsessed with. He admitted to me that his deepest darkest desires include kissing it and um ... smelling it."

Serena exclaimed, almost spitting out her wine, "Oh my! Well that's ... interesting to say the least."

Naomi agreed, "Yea exactly! That's what I thought at first too, until I asked him why he wanted to do such a thing. And his answer honestly was so unexpectedly sweet and unleashed something even deeper in me. He said that he wanted so desperately to be immersed in my raw 'essence' and that being able to smell my most intimate area would push him deeper into servitude for me."

"Whoa," Serena mused as she felt herself start getting turned on all over again.

"Yea, like it was an act of pure devotion for him. Anyways, I didn't fully get it and I'm not sure I ever will from his perspective. But from my point of view, he'd just given me an instruction manual on how to mold him into the perfect boy toy," Naomi continued, "but it also meant that I wanted to make him earn it; I slowly became obsessed with the idea of building up to this primal reward that he so deeply desired in almost a 'ritual' of sorts."

"Holy shit Nai, that's what tonight is for isn't it?" Serena put the pieces together.

"Yea girl, I told him this morning that for the next week, he'd be spending an hour with his nose between my clothed cheeks every night," Naomi exclaimed, giddier than ever.

"Nai, I'm sorry I know this is probably crossing a boundary but this is so hot to me for some reason, I hope you don't mind if I take care of myself a bit," Serena said breathily as her hand unashamedly went back to her pussy, rubbing herself faster than ever.

"Of course girl, you have no idea how happy it makes me to hear that," Naomi grinned wider than ever.

Serena managed to get a question out between heavy breaths, "But ... unfh ... how did he 'earn it'?"

"That's the most delicious part, he was supposed to get released from chastity in a week, on New Year's Day actually," Naomi laughed, "but I made him agree to another month past that if he wanted my ass in his face."

Both ladies couldn't stop laughing for a solid minute, amusing themselves at his misfortune.

"That's just as sweet as it is absurd Nai," Serena laughed, taking a break from pleasuring herself.

"I know right, it turned me on so much when he agreed to that and it solidified what I already knew, that he was becoming more and more mine," Naomi replied.

"So let me get this straight," Serena summed up, "after this, you're headed home where your cock-locked boyfriend is going to 'finally' get to sniff your ass for an hour, and he's earning it by staying locked up for another month?!"

"That about sums it up," Naomi responded with a soft smile.

"God Nai, of all the things I thought we'd be catching up on today, never in a million years could I have guessed we'd be here talking about this," Serena said incredulously.

"But ..." goaded Naomi.

"But I think you've started to unleash something in me ... I'm so turned on babe," Serena said honestly.

"I'm glad, really glad. Because it gives me some hope you'll say yes to my ask I'd hinted at before," Naomi said slyly.

"Go on ..." Serena curiously asked.

"Well, at first the whole ass sniffing thing was more just to further tighten my leash around him. But, it's become something more for me. I'm becoming something more I think. The more I've treated him like a slave, the more it's just felt 'right'. Just as it's a primal desire for him to submit, I think it's become a primal desire for me to ... own him, mind, body, and soul," Naomi poetically meandered.

She continued, "I want to use this experience for him to memorize the unique scent and fragrance of MY ass. I want to know that there's someone out there that is attuned and obsessed with what society would call my 'dirtiest' smell, my earthy scent. And, the only way I can truly know that is if he can successfully pick out MY ass ... from multiple options."

"Whoa, Nai, are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" Serena asked dumbfounded.

"I know this is a lot really fast, and I promise it's a ways out, but yes. I'm asking if maybe ... possibly ... one night in the future, you'd be willing to attend an 'ass sniffing party' I'm going to host. I'm gonna try and rope in a few of the other girls too and he's going to have to pick out each of our asses from a lineup," Naomi calculatedly explained.

"That's so wicked Nai," Serena started rubbing herself again.

"Again, it's a ways out, you're the first person I'm telling about this so I need time to get the other girls on board. Just hoping they respond as 'enthusiastically' as you," Naomi laughed.

"Count me really interested but I hope it's ok if I have more questions along the way, this is super new to me," Serena acknowledged.

"Of course, I wouldn't expect you to be all-in right away and I'm here to answer anything and make the experience feel just as empowering for you as it will be humiliating for him," Naomi reassured her friend.

Naomi checked her phone, both for the time and to check on the camera's she'd installed around the house. With a thought she said, "Ser, I should be heading home soon, got an important night ahead. But, before I do, how'd you like to watch him do something really humiliating? Might help you make up your mind about if you want to get in on this."

"Oh please," Serena sang enthusiastically.

"Well, I mentioned that he's basically in charge of all the household chores at this point and one of the most wicked ones I have him do is my laundry," Naomi explained with a slight smile as she pulled up the video feed on her phone.

-- to be continued --