Note to Audience: Please Imagine whoever you want as the lead role in this story, this is an attempt to make a female-domination story with fanfiction scenarios. This, in my opinion, is a good roleplay erotica series for guys out there. This is pure fiction.
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I was blindfolded after a hardcore session of spanking from my goddess and her boyfriend. I was not informed about where I was going. However, my life was out of my hands by now, which compelled me to show zero resistance.
My routine has changed from abusive talks about actresses on the internet to an obedient fuck toy for my mistress. My holes along with my penis were entrusted to the goddess and I enjoyed it.
I have never felt such peace in my life. I was being conditioned to this with the hormones, and the reward system, and I slowly got accustomed to my new life. Deep down this is what I have wanted for so long.
I always wanted to let go of my power and serve someone like the beta male I am. I have masked as an alpha and wrote abusive comments online which was the only way I knew to win my bread.
The only person that knew about me being a beta deep down was my wife. However, I never agreed to change the dynamics of our relationship. She was constantly bothered by this and we had a fair share of clashes around various leaves with this being the root cause.
With all of this running in my mind I reached my destination. I saw my goddess sitting on a sofa drinking lime juice. As I was pushed to my knees goddess placed her legs on me. She ordered me to turn into a doggy, that is onto all fours.
Once I was in that position she threw some of her juice into a pet bowl, spit in it, and asked me to keep licking and drinking it for a while.
In the meanwhile, I heard high heels approaching. I wanted to see who it was, however I would know what would happen if I did it. I knew my place and stayed there until they fell onto each other and started kissing.
I wanted to see I couldn't control my urge and looked at them. To my shock, the other person was Mistress Scarlett. I remember writing about her in many articles. Probably she would remember too.
But I never had time to think about this. I was so lost in watching them kiss and press each other's boobs. I wanted to be one of them for a little time.