She Lies It More Than I Do

I got out of the shower smelling fresher and feeling cleaner than I had only a few minutes ago. The taste of her fluids still lingered on my tongue, the bitter and slightly popcorny taste made my mind swirl. I couldn't deny the lingering thought in my mind of how much I had enjoyed my golden shower, and even more so, tasting her. As I dried myself off I began to fantasize about tasting even more of her. I thought about myself being bound to the toilet with my head back, serving her as her personal urinal. I guess the horniness I have been feeling must be at an all-time high, I've never had these thoughts be so graphic and visceral. Sure, when I've been searching through porn videos in the past I've stumbled across videos where a girl, usually Russian for some reason, pees into a guys mouth and makes him drink it all...and sure, I've gotten off to it. The post-nut clarity from that video brought a slight sense of disgust that hadn't been present at the beginning. Now that I haven't been able to have this type of clarity, my mind is just swimming through the fog.

I finished drying myself off and as I grabbed some underwear I was reminded I was told I would have to be naked for what came next. I walked out to the living room to see Goddess was already waiting, sitting on the couch with her legs crossed, laptop on her lap. She didn't even look up from the screen, I knew what I needed to do. I laid down on the floor in front of her, with my head close to the couch. She hovered her feet above my head for a second before placing them on my face. Her heels rested on my forehead, her toes just barely reaching to my top lip.

"Good boy" she cooed.

My cock twitched again hearing her say these words. I thought to myself how crazy it is that the sound of her being pleased made me hornier now. I craved hearing the positive remarks and being affirmed that I was fulfilling her needs. She adjusted her feet slightly so her toes not covered my lips, her heels using my eye sockets as perfectly-shaped resting spots. I was plunged into darkness. She split her feet sideways to let my mouth free.

"Is that too much pressure on your eyes?" she asked softly.

"No Goddess, most of the weight is on my cheeks and mouth, you are--"

I almost finished my sentence before she again put her toes over my lips, sealing them shut. Thankfully her feet rested on the sides of my nose so I could still breathe without any issues.

We must have been there for an hour or so, the back of my head was starting to feel sore from the weight of her feet pushing my head into the hardwood floor. I had a lot of time to think during this time. The slight adjustments of her feet made me realize the roughness of her soles and heel.

She probably loves the foot massages since she is on her feet all day.

I also couldn't help but continue to think about the craving of her giving me another golden shower. I thought of how I'd want her to aim at my face the entire time...and how I'd want to keep my mouth open. I was snapped out of thoughts hearing Goddess finally speak to me again.

"Ok, I think I may have found the perfect class. Well, actually set of classes. Seems like there is a set of classes I can take in a retreat-style event. It's run by this lady Mistress Godiva, like the chocolate," she paused and laughed for a brief moment. "It says here there needs to be a consultation with her in order to be accepted into the program. Something about being a good fit, or something like that. I'm going to message her now. The website says she usually responds within 24 hours."

I thought to myself what this Mistress Godiva might look like as Goddess typed away at what I could only assume was the chat box on this website. I thought of all the leather-clad femdoms I've seen in the porn I watched and an amalgamation of all of them was now Mistress Godiva.

A retreat?

I thought to myself. What could that mean? Will she be going away for a little while? I heard the swoop of a sent message, then the pressure from her feet give away a little bit. She moved her feet off of my face, placing them at the sides of my head, and bent over her laptop screen to look down at me.

She smiled "you know the idea of being trained to understand this lifestyle a little more is exciting. I'm curious to see what I could learn."

"Me too Goddess" I responded, and honestly I truly was excited to see what she could learn.

As she started to get up off of the couch, I thought to myself how badly I needed a glass of water. Looking to the side I saw the kitchen clock reading there had only been an hour that had passed since I first laid down on the floor.

*Ding*

The sound of a message rang out loud, piercing my hopes of getting some water, making my heart skip a beat for a second.

"Oh wow, she messaged me already!" Goddess expressed with a tone of excitement.

Before I could have another thought, I was plunged back into darkness as her feet found their place again on my face.

"She says she can meet with me right now for a consultation," she said nervously, "I wasn't expecting it to be that quick."

She took some time to think, before typing again.

"She's inviting me to a Zoom call," again speaking in a somewhat nervous but excited tone.

Some time passed before I heard anything other than my own breathing and feeling the light shifts in weight of Goddess's feet. My heart raced a little at the thought of what Mistress Godiva would sound like...what would they talk about...what does she look like?

*Ding Dong*

The sound of Goddess entering into the zoom call. I gulped.

"Hello, I am Mistress Godiva, I'm happy that you were able to jump on the call so quickly. Thankfully I was online when I saw your message" she chuckled softly.

"Hi Mistress Godiva!" Goddess replied enthusiastically. "I was shocked at how fast you replied, I was expecting to wait at least until tomorrow"

"Looks like it was meant to be!" Mistress Godiva responded with the same energy. "...And please just call me Godiva, the Mistress piece is for my subs, slaves, and you know what...just men in general" Mistress Godiva laughed again. "So how did you find out about my website and services?"

"I was searching through some Reddit posts and online in general. I stumbled across someone talking about going on one of your retreats and then I looked up your website. I was interested in the retreat and some of the lessons you teach...I'm pretty new to the whole femdom thing."

"That's awesome!" Mistress Godiva replied enthusiastically, "let me tell you a little more about myself so you can know who I am and what I offer. I have been in the lifestyle for about 20 years now, teaching other women how to dominate men for about 10 years. I have experience in a variety of topics and kinks within the femdom world, including helping women understand their emotions and power within these types of relationships. I cater the retreats to the women who come to them. I keep the list of participants in each retreat small so each person can feel heard, understood, and find their place within this dynamic. I'm always open to questions, and I will never push you to try something you are uncomfortable with."

"Wow, that sounds great," Goddess responded, "I read your profile, but it makes me feel a little easier inside knowing you are cognizant of how I might be feeling and my comfort levels."

"Of course, I want you to enjoy this lifestyle as much as I do...or at least get the full understanding to decide if this is something you want to continue or not." Mistress Godiva paused, "So how new to this are we talking? What sort of experience do you have?"

"Well, for starters, my Fiance had brought up this idea when we were talking about kinks," her voice went a little timid, "He had been expressing how we had different libidos and how he tends to masturbate when he and I don't do anything."

"Masturbation for a male is common and healthy, but it sounds from your voice that there is something more to it" Mistress Godiva responded inquisitively.

"Yes...well...I felt uncomfortable with him masturbating, and potentially him not being honest about how often he was doing it. I caught him a few times after asking him not to, and finally I was a bit fed up. One thing led to another and I started reading more about femdom, especially tease and denial. I made him buy a chastity cage a few days ago and he has been in it for about five days."

"Wow! That's incredible. You might be a little more advanced than just starting as I had anticipated," Mistress Godiva responded with enthusiasm. "What else have you tried, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Of course...well..." Goddess paused

"Theres no judgement her honey," Mistress Godiva expressed warmly.

"He is my doormat now, I put my shoes on and take them off using his face. He also cleans my feet and my shoes with his tongue. I've also made him give me long foot massages and clean my private areas after I've worked out."

"That's incredible," Mistress Godiva laughed, "sounds like you are turning him into a real service slave!"

"We've also been doing some human furniture tasks, he's currently my footrest for this call," she said as her voice slightly trailed off.

"Can I see him?" Mistress Godiva asked. "it's ok if you do not feel comfortable with that...I was just curious."

"No, you are fine to ask...yes...I'll show you..."

The weight of Goddesses feet gave a sharp increase as I felt her shift her weight to what I could only imagine being her turning the laptop around and down to face me. I also thought of how I would look laying on the ground, face covered with her feet, naked, and my metal chastity cage keeping my penis imprisoned. At first I felt a little upset she was showing Mistress Godiva my position, but Goddess's feet were covering my face, so at least there is some privacy. The more the seconds passed by, the more I actually felt a little turned on.

"Wow, what a good little slave he looks like down there," Mistress Godiva said with glee.

"He's got a foot fetish, so I think he's been more than happy to be down there," Goddess responded matching Mistress Godiva's tone.

The weight of her feet again shifted and the pressure was lessened as she shifted back onto the couch and I heard the laptop fall back onto her lap.

"Yeah he has been in the cage for long enough he listens to what I say for the most part." Goddess paused again, "we've also tried some of the more dirty things...the toilet training related stuff."

"Oh please do tell" Mistress Godiva paused "...if you feel comfortable enough that is."

"Well..." Goddess paused... "we first started with me farting in his mouth until he came."

"Interesting...keep going" responded Mistress Godiva.

"...and today I gave him a golden shower, he liked it so much that he even tasted me. I didn't know how to feel about it at first, but the more I thought about it in the shower, the more I liked the idea of him being filled by me."

I felt the burn from the strain in my cage at this point. The smell of her feet mixed with the soap from her shower, plus her talking about me as if I was her toilet was too much for my mind to handle. I started to have wild thoughts of videos I had seen in the past of a man being forced to drink his Goddess's 'golden nectar' through a funnel. I couldn't help but fantasize that I was in that position...that I would be her toilet for a weekend.

"That's incredible!" Mistress Godiva responded with glee. "It seems you'd be perfect for my retreat!"

"Thank you Godiva, you are very sweet," Goddess responded with matched excitement.

"So now we can talk about planning and payment. As a rule, I do not accept payments from any female, unless the relationship involves two or more women, with a submissive being a woman. The payment is $2,000 for the retreat, and it includes three of my books, and two post-retreat consultations to see how things are going afterwards. If you wanted more online classes and consultations after, I would recommend the subscription plan for $300 per month afterwards, which we would use the card on file to process those payments. The classes go over a slew of topics and information that could be of use as you continue your journey. Plus it gives you access to my blog where other Dommes comment and chat with each other. Half of the payment is due upon scheduling the retreat, which is refundable up to 48 hours before the retreat, and the rest is charged when the retreat actually begins."

"Ok, so my fiancé...I mean slave would be paying for it?" asked Goddess.

"Of course honey, it should always be that way." responded Mistress Godiva.

"I mean he did ask for this, so that only makes sense...but what do you recommend for me?" Goddess asked. "I am still new to this, so I am leaning more towards the subscription as well."

"I would also recommend the subscription to start after the retreat. You can cancel anytime you want, and may not need it for that long. I've found that most new Dommes need the consultations for a few months after the retreat, then start to run on their own just fine. I have some Dommes who see me twice per year afterwards just to check in and give updates, or to ask for some new suggestions." Mistress Godiva expressed with a sincere and caring tone.

"Ok that sounds good to me," Goddess responded enthusiastically.

My mind was racing, the idea of spending $2300 made my stomach role for a second, but it was also met with excitement for Goddess to become more dominant and learn things maybe I haven't even thought of yet. The idea of my partner being a fully-fledged Domme was something I have always dreamed of...ever since I first started watching porn. I make good money, so the hit wouldn't be too terrible.

"When would your next retreat be?" Goddess inquired.

Mistress Godiva responded with a tone of excitement, "well as it turns out, one of the women for this weekend's retreat in Colorado cancelled yesterday, so we have an opening. It would be from Friday to Sunday. If this doesn't work out, then the next retreat would be in two months in New Mexico."

"Hmmm..." Goddess paused in thought as she shifted her feet on my face, I could feel the warmth shift over my lips. "You know what, fuck it, I had plans to go to a happy hour with a firend this weekend, but that can be moved. Lets sign me up for this weekend."

I gulped hard at this response. Things are moving so much faster than I had thought.

"Sounds good to me," Mistress Godiva responded, "I'll send you the waiver and questionnaire to fill out, as well as the payment link. The waiver is just a formality that you understand the payment info and the cancellation policy. It also is a document that protects me in case you injure yourself at the retreat on your own accord. Ive had women before get drunk with one another at the end of the day and roll an ankle or something, then try to sue me" Mistress Godiva scoffed. "The questionnaire goes over basic stuff like current experiences, limits, and curiosities, so I can tailor the experience better for you."

"Sounds good to me" Goddess responded excitedly.

"Perfect, do you want your sub to pay now, or do you want some time to think?" asked Mistress Godiva.

"Slave," Goddess spoke to me as she removed her feet from my face.

The light finally being brought back to my eyes after being shut out by her feet for at least 45 minutes at this point blinded me for a few seconds. Blinking rapidly, I looked up to catch Goddess staring down at me.

"Go get your wallet" she said in a firm and somewhat harsh tone.

I got up and stretched a little as my back was now feeling stiff from being on the floor. I walked over to my wallet sitting on the counter and pulled out my debit card. As I walked back to Goddess with my card held out in my hand I had a thought to myself. I could end this now. I could tell her I don't want to do this anymore. I could use my safeword and we could be done with this. Who knows where this will go.

Those thought quickly left my head as I felt the card slide out of my hand. Goddess was already looking over the numbers and never even looked me in the eyes. She must be excited. To be honest with myself...so was I. I stood there and waited as she typed in my card info into the computer.

"Perfect...I see the payment processing now. He should see the charge by tomorrow on his account." Mistress Godiva expressed with a calm and warm tone. "Try to fill out the questionnaire as soon as you can please. It isn't too long, however, the sooner I can get it, the better prepared I can be for this weekend."

"I'll fill it out as soon as we get off this call," Goddess expressed with excitement and determination.

Goddess looked at me again now,

"get back on the floor, my feet are getting cold."

I laid back down at her feet, and immediately the world went black as she placed them back over my face.

"I look forward to meeting you in person honey," Mistress Godiva stated, "I have a feeling you are going to come back home a new person, a more dominant woman...the divine feminine. Make sure to treat yourself tonight. Make your slave pleasure you in whatever way you see fit. Reward yourself for the big step you are taking."

"I thank you Godiva, I am excited to see what is in store," Goddess responded, "I think I'll have him pleasure me with his tongue, then massage me until I fall asleep again...that might have to be routine, at least the massage part every night from now on."

"That's the spirit honey...Ill talk to you soon!"

"See you soon!" Goddess responded following the sound of the end of the call on Zoom.

The rest of the night followed almost exactly as she had stated. She spent another 45 minutes typing away on her computer as I laid there as her footrest. Sometimes I would hear a faint giggle to herself. When she finished she told me to go upstairs and lay down so she could use my tongue. I swear she has never ridden my face as hard as she did tonight. She slid back and forth across my tongue and nose with a new found vigor, flooding my mouth and my nostrils with her sweet sent and taste. She came hard, shaking with my tongue plunged deep in her wet folds.

I didn't have to massage her long...she was passed out after only about 20 minutes. I thanked God she was tired, as my back was now sore, and my hands were still sore from the foot massage the day prior. As I laid down to fall asleep I had that creeping dreadful feeling again. Did I make a mistake? Did I bite off more than I can chew?

I guess only time will tell. I still have my safe-word right? I drifted off to sleep feeling somewhat conflicted. Excited but scared. I wonder what life will be like coming this Monday...