Dave sat on the surprisingly quiet train, having chosen the seat furthest from the door. The friendly giant was now positioned somewhere on the other side of the carriage him, having ditched the paper and moved on to a novel.
A few minutes after sitting down the train sprung into action, gently chugging away from the station. Dave could feel his adrenaline subsiding as it must have been on high alert all day. His head fell into his hands, there was still cum there. This made him more embarrassed than anything he'd gone through all day, had he really just walked through Birmingham still covered in dry semen?
He pulled out the bag given to him by his apparent bodyguard. Inside there was a humus salad sandwich, a bottle of water and a banana, as well as some napkins. He was so hungry he didn't wait to wolf down the sandwich, tomatoes and all (he'd never been a fan of tomatoes). Using some of the water he wet a napkin and used it to clean his face. Next up - the banana. The soft flesh touched his lips, or was it a cock?
With the banana back down on the table he started to weep a bit into his hands. This day had not gone to plan. It should have been meeting Goddess Amelia for the first time and spend the day together (thinking back to the original invite she said he could "spend the day proving yourself to me"). Now here he was, on a train back home feeling used, looking like a poor excuse for a whore and still had not met her. He'd also just realised that on top of his phone and wallet his house keys had been left behind in the hotel room. Was there time to return for the items, if not how could he access his home?
Tears started to fall, they must have lasted for at least 15 minutes. On the plus side, when the train filled up at the next station the seat beside him remained empty. Wiping away the tears as the train restarted its journey he picked back up the banana - trying not to look at the reflection in the train window. It was too late now to go back. He'd have to go to his house and try and get in somehow. Daniel next door had a spare key, he could always find something to cover himself, get that key then phone the hotel when he was home. It was a plan, it wasn't the best one bit it was reassuring to have made one, finally getting some control back.
The motion of the train was peaceful, his eyes felt tired, it had been such a long day. In no time at all the giant was there again. "Wake up Davina, you don't want to miss your stop". That can't be right, the journey was two hours long, had he really slept for that long? Hurriedly gathering his water and clutch bag - that he didn't even remember bringing all this way with him - Dave made for the exit.
A cold wind had picked up and it was definitely not a night for a short dress. The giant had a sympathetic look on his face, pulled out his phone and made a call. A few seconds later he came back over and offered his jacket.
"Here, you've suffered enough for one day, put this on and I'll get us a taxi to your place."
"Thank you so much, you've been so good to me Sir."
"It's okay, wait until you see how much you've paid me for this."
Of course, everything that had happened today would need paying for, the money was only likely to come from one place! Goddess Amelia knew about the money in the bank, not necessarily how much (around £20k last he checked, the remaining amount from his parents estate) and that the funds had been enough to pay off the mortgage. Obviously she knew he could afford it for now. Following the giant out of the station, he tried to do some sums of just how much today might have cost. That wasn't helpful though, how much does a wax cost? £10? Could be £1,000! It really was pointless to worry. The door of the black cab was held open and Dave climbed inside, still lost in his thoughts.
Before he knew it again they were outside of his house. He hadn't given an address yet his big friendly giant knew where he lived, the curtains were closed and a light was on - obviously Goddess Amelia had taken the things from the hotel room. The giant opened his door and helped him out, stumbling on the curve, if he were to wear large heels often hopefully it would get easier! "I'll need the jacket back, I think you can make the rest of the journey without me... it should be dark enough that none of your neighbours will see, and if they do they'll probably think you have a late night caller. Good luck Davina, I hope you get out of it what you want." A large hand thudded him on the back, if that was what a friendly tap felt like best make sure to never be on the end of a forceful blow!
It took some effort for Dave to remove the jacket to expose himself again but he did so and tottered up the empty driveway, realising his car was still in the station car park. Reaching the front door and was about to try the handle when he thought that perhaps he should ring the bell. A few slight bangs and some footsteps could be heard inside and about 30 seconds later the door sung open to the semidetached house and all of the breath was snatched from his body. Or at least that's how it felt. Goddess Amelia was on the doorstep.
She looked utterly resplendent. No leather or PVC present but still looking just as powerful as any Domme you'd see online or in the most expensive dungeons in the world. She exuded confidence in her demeanour and expression. She was beautiful and knew it and knew that the creature in front of her would be helpless to resist her charms.
Dave immediately looked down to the floor, before slowly gaining the confidence to raise his gaze, but making sure to take in every aspect of her beauty. Her feet were in black open top high heels, at least as big as the ones Dave was wearing. Her bare legs looked incredibly smooth and silky, just the sight of them had Dave straining in his chastity cage. Her skirt was a tight red pencil skirt that clung to her perfect curves. She wore a black, off the shoulder top, that didn't give anything away, but was tight enough to again, hit at her curves. Her black bra straps were on show and again these brought the steel prison back into focus. Her hair, freshly cut into a bob was hanging at just above shoulder length. Her makeup was impeccably applied, red lipstick, a hint of eyeliner and mascara emphasising her piercing stare. Despite all of this, the real eye catcher was the short chain around her neck, displaying a key which could only fit a certain type of lock, one of which was currently keeping the steel prison in place. The key nestling gently above her breasts.
He was in awe, couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't think. He'd never been as turned on as he was right now nor as scared. With no idea what he should do or say so he just stood, realising he was being appraised at the same time by Goddess Amelia. She gently reached up to her neck and moved the key below her top - it was now safely nestling against her actual breasts.
"Well it looks like you've had a big day Pet, you may come in." She stepped aside to allow space to enter, once he'd stepped inside she closed the door and locked it. "On your knees and follow me", she demanded as she walked slowly towards the living room, not looking at him but confident that he was obeying. As quick as he could Dave dropped to his knees and followed behind, unable to take his eyes off the incredible derriere swaying just above head level hinting at an outline of a thong. Surely this chastity cage was getting smaller?
Inside the room the furniture had been rearranged so that large three seater sofa dominated the room, no longer facing the TV, which she sat purposefully in the middle of crossing her legs in a sensual style. Behind it she had positioned the two lamps so they were pointing over her shoulder to the empty space in the middle of the room. Some candles had also been lit on the hearth, she must have brought them with her. Goddess Amelia was pointing to the space which was where Dave stopped, still on his knees.
"So sissy, you look delightful, but it looks like maybe today has been tough, tell me, how was your day?"
It was a tough question, so much had happened, he didn't know where to start. The who set up was like an interview, but even worse than normal given the vulnerability of the unfamiliar revealing clothing and with lights in his eyes he couldn't even see his Goddess that well. "Ermm, like nothing I've ever experienced before Mistress."
"You may address me as Goddess or My Queen, you know this Pet, but I'll let you off this once. Go on, did you like the experience?"
"For the most part, I think so Mi... My Queen. I would have felt more comfortable if you were there with me, but I did certainly enjoy some elements."
