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 a regular low-life movie reporter. what they would call a film critic in general.
Everything was going just fine, rather I would say routine. I was an over-mouthed, rather I would say a foul-mouthed movie critic, the ones who write shit about the movies with a bare minimum of knowledge. I would say casual shit, more usually about the actresses and their bodies.
This is where all of this started, one comment about my first goddess, "People say you just expose too much to get chances rather than using talent? How do you react?" was the question I asked in the media interview. There were a lot of murmurs and boos but the heroine just said, "People talk a lot on social media these days." and passed on to other questions.
After the press conference, someone from the Godesses crew came to me and told me that Godess wanted to see me. I went in recklessly, feared of nothing even with the foul-mouthed comments I made.
After I stepped in firstly goddess treated me with hospitality and gave me drinks, in a blink of an eye I was starting to feel horny, being in my mid-40s I haven't felt as horny as this in all my life. It was the drink, certainly there were some sort of pills in that drink which made me feel like this. At this point, the goddess started talking in a slow and erotic voice and I couldn't resist anymore, and the goddess started seducing me more and more.
I knew the room was under surveillance. But there was no sanity with the dosage she gave me. I was moving swiftly and I pushed her onto the bed and then one of her crewmen came and tied me up. She started to swirl her finger over my chest and whisper all how I was at her feet by now(CCTV recording crewmen testimony e.t.c..). But the only thing I was concerned about was her voice, so close to me, the scent of her sweat making me go berserk.
She said that she would like to make out with me but only on one condition while making eye contact, unbuttoning me, and sliding her finger up and down on my chest. I was nowhere near sanity.