His alarm wakes him. 7:30am. Half an hour to prepare everything before daylight comes pouring in. He knows his goddess loves to walk up naturally each morning with the sun and that he must be ready to worship and serve as soon as she calls him.
He gets out of bed and makes his way to the kitchen. he knows instinctively what his goddess would desire for breakfast and exactly how it should be prepared. Through years of worship and servitude he could anticipate her every desire. Often, as he prepared his goddess' breakfast, he would think back to his training. He was disciplined and punished a lot in those days but it made him all the more proud of his service to his goddess. He felt so much appreciation for his goddess' guidance and would think back to that time fondly. He took the tray of food and stood outside his goddess' bedroom waiting for his call. His goddess always took breakfast in bed on her day off.
As he took his position outside her door the sun came pouring in through every window. The warm light filled him with pride for his perfect timing. The anticipation of his goddess' call filled his stomach with butterflies and turned his legs to jelly. He knew it wouldn't be long now.
He heard a rustling of blankets from the other side of the door and a soft morning sigh. His fingers tingled in anticipation from under the tray and he had to force them back under control. To drop the tray would incur a severe punishment.
"Come here, my sweet boy." His goddess said softly and sleepily from inside the room.
A lightning bolt shot through his entire body and immediately he opened the door and came into the room. Beams of sunlight shone in through the blinds on the window onto his goddess' perfect stretching body from the side of the bed. Her luscious brown hair came down the centre of her arching back. His eyes followed the angle of her soft, smooth skin right down to her perfect, round ass. She turned to look at him and he felt unsteady on his feet. Every morning he saw her like this and every morning he was struck by her unrivalled, formidable beauty.
"Good morning goddess." he said timidly as he put the tray down on her nightstand.
After carefully placing it down he immediately took his position kneeling by her bed, eagerly awaiting her reaction. However, no response came as she sipped her coffee. Perfection was expected at this point.
"I just woke up. And you know what that means." She said teasingly.
She lay on he side with her perfect ass near the edge of the bed and pulled the covers over her.
"Yes goddess!" He replied excitedly.
He put his face under the covers and delicately pressed the tip of his noes against the crack of her ass and instantly he began the established process of worshiping his goddess' ass first thing in the morning. He began with deep, passionate sniffs of her ass crack, nuzzling his noes in a little bit deeper with each sniff. It had been a warm night and some sweat had gathered inside. He loved her morning moisture and the smell of her ass. His heart beat fast at the thought of his little face being completely engulfed by it. He inhaled deeper and deeper and cherished her ass until his noes was as far as it would go without some persuasion.
Next he moved onto kissing. He delicately pressed his lips against her cheeks and kissed slowly and passionately. He knew his goddess liked to hear the sound of each kiss so he always ensured a firm connection between his lips and her ass. He kissed and kissed all over trying to cover and savour every spot. His goddess felt his love and devotion with each kiss She reached under the covers, stroked his head and gently caressed his face to show him some affection.
Suddenly, she grabbed his head and forced it dead centre into her ass. Her body tensed and strained causing her ass cheeks to part and the divine smell of her ass to grow stronger.
