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I adore my Goddess. We have been together for what seems like Eternity, and it's been blissfully wonderful. She understands every facet of my kinky mind, and relishes in pushing every limit I have further and further with every day.
Today was no different. I woke up very stiff. I couldn't move a muscle. This wasn't because I am horribly out of shape, nor because I slept in a funny position. It was simply because my Goddess snuck in early and tied my wrists and ankles to the bed. She pulled my limbs out as far as they could go, and tied them as securely as she could. She then perched her delightfully gorgeous self on the edge of the bed and waited until I woke up. I don't know if she sat there for minutes or hours, but I am so glad she did.
"Good morning, Toy", her sensually sexy voice said. "I have much in store for you today. I do hope you are well rested." Her beautiful lips arched in a seductive smile as she watched me struggle against the bonds she put me in. "Don't bother Toy, I made sure you were my captive audience. And you'll need your strength."
My cock was hard already. I didn't know what she had in store, nor had she even touched my body, but I was aroused beyond measure. Her aura was usually enough to excite me, but I knew something amazing was coming, and that had me even more on edge. Her perfectly manicured finger tapped the tip of my cock, and pulled back a string of my pre cum. "You seem very aroused for a man who's about to be left tied to his bed, alone, all day" she giggled. I moaned disappointedly, and she laughed so loud, her beautiful breasts jiggled in her low-cropped top. "Don't fret my Toy, I assure you today will push you to the brink until you cry for mercy."
With that someone walked in the room. Instinctively I tried to cover my naked self, and was reminded that I was incapacitated. My goddess grabbed my hard prick and began to stroke it. Her hypnotizing voice began to explain what was happening to me. "This is Jen. She's a friend of mine for years and she knows everything about me. Oh, and about you. And yes my little piece of shit, I mean everything. How you beg to lick my soles and suck my toes, whether I just came home from work, or just hopped out of the shower. How your tiny dick twitches and drips pre cum each time I slap it, or kick those peas you call balls. And she certainly knows all about your lust, no, your NEED for humiliation. She sympathizes with you, as she is also a very high powered professional. She understands how your submission and the humiliation allows you release from your day-to-day pressure. Unlike you, however, she takes out her stress similar to how I take out mine, abusing men. I've decided to let her use you as her stress-ball for the day. Or, maybe longer."
My mind reeled. Never had I been given to another woman. My Goddess and I had only played with each other for our entire relationship. This was so foreign. And suddenly she spoke. Her voice was gruff, and reminded me of Melissa Etheridge when she growls "Roccccccccccccccccck you" in one of her songs.
"My god, his dick is fucking puny. You said he was average, but honey if that's average for you, then I need to introduce you to my husband." She walked over to the bed and sat next to my Goddess. She was a very nice looking woman, with beautiful skin and striking blue eyes which were offset by her naturally red lips. Her hand was cold as it replaced my Goddesses, but that didn't affect my erection at all. She quickly began to squeeze my dick harder and harder as she talked with Goddess as if I wasn't there.
"Do you mind if I try to break him? I really haven't been allowed to hurt a man with no mercy and I would love it." she asked.
"Be my guest", my Goddess said. "I adore this man for many reasons, one of which is threshold for pain is astronomical. I have yet to make a dent in his balls, and God knows I've tried. Maybe you can."
Jen's hand had virtually become a fist by this point. The head of my dick was cherry red with the blood she had pushed out of the shaft and up. It felt as though my cock head would pop off and sail into the air and my legs began to shake. "Toy, ask nicely for Jen to become your key-holder today. She knows all about us, including how I haven't let you cum in weeks. And I think it's only right that she take control of you for the day."
My head was swimming, a mixture of the obscene pain, the perverse pleasure, and the changes. However, I quickly stammered out "Please Queen Jen, take complete control over me, and become the Woman who holds my Key." Immediately she removed her hand from my cock, which throbbed painfully as the blood began to course through it and she moved her face close to mine.
Her perfume was a musky scent and her breath as sweet as sugar, as she whispered "I will push you well beyond where my good friend ever has. She adores you as her Toy, where as I have nothing but a desire to hurt, humiliate and debase you. I do hope you understand what you just gave me." And with that, the two of them left the room.
Seconds seemed like minutes as each beat of my heart resonated in my hard cock. The tip was glistening with pre cum, and my already swollen balls hurt more today than they have in the past two weeks of teasing my Goddess had given me. After an eternity, they both came back in the room. My sweet Goddess and her friend Jen were now completely naked, and they both smiled as my surprise and arousal escaped my lips as a tremendous gasp. My Goddess laid on the bed, her feet resting on my chest below my chin, her delicious soles staring me in the face. Jen stood behind her and began to run her hands over my Goddesses silky skin. "She tells me you're a little foot puppy. That you beg her constantly to worship her feet. At first I thought it was disgusting that you would lick her soles after she walked barefoot all day, but then I realized it was just your pure adoration and submission to her. Then I got a bit jealous to hear that you would suck her toes and lick her soles after work, because that just sounds so relaxing. And I also admit that my pussy got a bit wet thinking of having a little toy at my feet, rubbing, licking and sucking them for hours while I did something fun, like sucking my husbands very large prick. So I decided to see what a foot toy like you is all about."
I craned my neck forward to glean a taste of those delightful soles. My Goddess had obviously showered and her perfect flesh had the soft scent of her soap, and the lotion she uses. My tongue snaked out and traveled the length of her sole, and she moaned. I looked up and realized that perhaps my Goddess wasn't moaning because of my tongue on her feet, but because her sexy friend Jen had been playing with her hard nipples and had moved her hands between my Goddess' legs. At first I just thought Jen's delightfully sexy hand were alone at Goddesses pussy, but then I saw the toy. It filled Jen's hand and when she pulled it all the way out, I stopped my foot worship, paralyzed. Goddess must have grumbled as Jen turned to me and said "Don't stop pimple dick" as she slapped my face with her open hand. My tongue began bathing my Goddess's delightful soles as I watched intently as Jen began to fuck her with the dildo. It was at least 9 inches long and was so thick Jen's hand couldn't close around it. Barely a quarter of the toy was inside of Goddesses tight pussy, and already she was moaning like I had never heard.
Jen turned to me and said "It dwarfs you boy. Good thing that tongue is nice and long, because after this she'll never want to touch that think you piss with."
