The scent. Goddess, the smell of her.
Pup was always thinking the same thing after a day's work. Always longing for the same feeling: the scent of Goddess, of her maturity, her natural perfume, the scent of her hair when he bathes her, the fresh feeling of soap on her skin as he cleans her thoroughly.
But he was getting ahead of himself. There was still a few hours of work left before the weekend, a few hours of boring, but not too stressing labour. And at the end of it, he would finally go to Megaera's home.
He remembers very clearly the first message he sent to her on Fetlife. They had met at a munch near his place in the Centre-ville of Montreal, they spoke briefly at the dungeon, but she was clearly experienced, and spent much of the event being pampered by her human puppies chained by their collars to her leash. Pup was so entranced by that sight, he made quite a bad first impression, mumbling and clumsily trying to introduce himself to the beautiful, Mediterranean-skinned woman.
What she saw, he must imagine, was none too impressive: a boring, white guy with no facial hair, a short haircut, but at least adequate musculature. Fortunately he still stood out: he was the only man to show up in a sissy maid outfit, and his pink chastity cage was clearly visible right under his short, tight underskirt.
Megaera was sitting on a leather throne, allowing her pets to lick her feet while receiving a back massage. She glanced at him, smiled and asked: "interested in what you see? The way you're dressed, you must enjoy serving." Pup quickly nodded. She laughed and extended her left foot in front of him, and jockingly told him to kneel, if he wanted. In half a second, Pup, forgetting himself, was on all fours before her and kissing her feet. Kissing them shyly, but kissing them nonetheless.
He doesn't remember much of that first encounter apart from that, but he knows they spent the next half hour talking about some mundane things. At some point she stood up, told two of her pups to get into "drinking position", and they eagerly obeyed: Pup looked, amazed, as one of the pets knelt on all fours, restrained by his handcuffed doggie paws and his humbler forcing his exposed balls behind his legs, right in front of his mistress. Another took up position behind Megaera as she stretched, yawning, showing her generous breasts barely covered by her black lace bra. As soon as she lifted her black skirt, the one in front put his mouth right between her legs and started...swallowing? His mistress looked relieved, until she turned her head back abruptly, looking down on the sub behind her: "Foxxie, stop staring and clean my crack while Tiny swallows. There's sweat in there, gosh it's hot tonight." He immediately complied.
"Damn, I cannot say you don't look confident." Pup said, crossing his arms. "Are you a CEO in real life, or...?"
"I don't think I would enjoy that role to be honest, even assuming I could reach it at my young age. Plus, you don't need to be a CEO to enjoy telling a man to kneel and kiss your ass." joked the Mistress. "What about you? If you want I can tell one of them to lick you there, they love it." The young woman absent-mindedly removed her sub's head from between her thighs after she had done relieving herself. Instead of sitting back down, she removed something from her bag...something large and black, with straps.
"You're kinda fun to talk to. Shame I don't know you that much" the woman continued, patting one of her subs on his hooded head. "Do you like fucking guys up the ass? My puppies need anal training but I am...kind of outnumbered here. Always looking for well meaning tops to remind them they're toys. You'd need to get yourself tested first, though."
"Hum...well, since we are in a dungeon I guess we can be honest! I'd fuck a guy in the ass, I think...if a beautiful woman suck as yourself told me to. And if she really wanted it, too, I am not looking for a woman to validate my homoerotic fantasies, it'd be more about her enjoying seeing man-on-man action, you know." Pup looked around at the thirty-something people in the basement of the dungeon. Most of them were occupied in elaborate activities, far too occupied to be listening to him, and yet he still felt some shame in admitting that.
"But what about you?" asked Pup. "What do you enjoy, sexually speaking?" As he finished his sentence, he refilled the woman's glass with the nearby bottle of red wine.
Megaera smiled. "I'm tired of wine, go get me beer, dear homoerotic maid." Pup was surprised to learn he was getting excited being told to bring her drinks, and went up to the bar to find a cold bottle, which he immediately brought down to his new friend.
