Over the months that followed Emily and I got more comfortable with our new relationship dynamic. It turns out I can adjust to anything eventually, even if it means adjusting to life with a goddess. Sure, her willpower is overwhelming and it's impossible to disobey her, but she's also just the same old Em, you know? Most of the time we're just like a normal couple. We watch shows together. We split the chores. And sometimes she takes me to bed and I get to worship and obey her. It's really no biggie.
Things between us settled into a routine. So, it was only natural that I would find another love to share my attention. That day came when Future Gristle 8 came out. I loved the series. I had been obsessed with it since I was a kid, playing each entry multiple times. FG8 was no exception. I may have gone a little overboard in those first few weeks. Ok, I went a lot overboard. I think Em was feeling a little ignored, which is why when she saw me playing the game again, she had finally had enough.
I looked up from my game and saw Emily walk in wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of panties. She was standing there with her arms crossed and an appraising look in her eye.
"Everything ok?" I asked.
"Actually, babe, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about..."
Em came over to me and bent to whisper in my ear. I have no idea what she said, but based on my attitude adjustment for the rest of the weekend I think I can guess. All I remember is that she talked and I listened. Beyond that, it's all a bit fuzzy.
When I came to, it seemed like a lot of time had passed. The controller lay on the ground. I must have dropped it at some point. The game was sitting in an idle animation and the screen had gone dark in preparation for sleep mode. I looked around. Had I been asleep? Dreaming? I couldn't tell. All my thoughts were so muddled. Still, I had the sense that I had been awake but deeply zoned out.
Emily walked into the room. This time she was wet from the shower and wrapped in a towel. It felt like all the light in the room dimmed except for her.
"You good, Babe?" She teased me.
"Uh, yeah, yes," I stammered.
"What would you like to do today?" Em asked.
I didn't even realize I had the idea until the words were out of my mouth. "I am going to take you out for brunch."
She smiled like there was a joke I wasn't in on. The more I thought about it the more right it seemed. What better way to spend a Saturday than taking my beautiful girlfriend out for breakfast? On some level, I knew that Emily was behind this sudden desire to drop everything and spend time with her. I could tell that I was under her spell. But on another, more immediate level, I didn't care. I wanted what I wanted, even if Em was pulling my strings.
"I am going to take you to that place you have been talking about for weeks..." I found myself telling her. As each word came out of my mouth, it felt like I was hearing it for the first time.
"Sunrise Cafe?" she helpfully suggested.
"Yes, Sunrise Cafe. That's it."
"That sounds lovely," Em said, "when do you want to go?"
With all seriousness I said, "As soon as possible."
She laughed, "Then you better get ready, Dev."
I stood up and walked right to the shower, eager to please her. I don't think I've showered that fast in my life. When I got out, Emily walked by wearing a bright yellow sundress and looking absolutely delicious in it. I just couldn't believe that I was so lucky to have her time and attention.
For the whole ride to the trendy breakfast place, we could barely keep our hands off each other. I had my hand on her thigh and was very slowly pushing up her dress a little bit. Em was running her fingers through my hair. She reached down and moved my hand further up her thigh. By the time we pulled into the parking lot, my cock was rock hard.
"Babe, can you help me with this?"
"Of course I can," She said, starting to pull her hair back into a ponytail.
"Em!" I said. I looked around at the packed parking lot. There were people all around.
Emily burst out laughing. "I was teasing, Babe."
"I mean, if you're offering..."
"You wish," Em laughed, then glanced down at my pants and said, "Down, Boy." Much to my disappointment, that worked.
Sitting across the table from her it felt like a dream. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. It was like Em and I were the only two people in the restaurant. We were having such a great time with our conversation. Still, I almost felt nervous sitting there with her like we were on a first date.
When the check came, I grabbed it and signed. I didn't even notice the total, because it didn't matter. I would have paid any amount. I was ecstatic just to have the opportunity to treat my goddess.
"What would you like to do now, Babe?" Em asked.
I didn't have anything in mind. And I was about to tell her that when I had this overwhelming need to take her shopping and put everything on my credit card. I heard myself say, "I'm going to take you shopping and buy you anything you ask for." Emily was grinning at me from the other side of the table. I couldn't tear my eyes away from hers. They were these bright blue pools and I was drowning.
"Anything I want?"
"Anything you want."
It was the best idea I had ever had. Of course I should spend my money on her. At that moment it was my deepest desire. In the back of my mind, I could almost hear the commands Em had whispered in my ear earlier that morning. I wanted to buy her whatever she asked for. I needed to. I was aware she was leading me around like a dog on a leash. It didn't matter. I was ready to whip out my credit card right then and there.
I followed her through store after store as she piled my arms full of clothes to try on. I was buzzing with excitement at the thought of paying for this shopping spree. She went into the dressing room to try them on and, to my disappointment, only came out with a dress for me to buy for her. I wished I could buy her more, but she said it was all she wanted.
After that we went to the lingerie store and she made me sit on the bench outside. I had to hand over my card first, of course. Em walked out of the store carrying only one small bag. She told me not to look inside. Because of her command, I couldn't even turn my head too far in the direction of the hand she held the bag in.
As we walked to the car, she said, "What's gotten into you today? You're being so nice to me." There was a teasing, flirty lilt to the question. Both of us knew what had gotten into me today. My goddess had spoken and I didn't have a choice but to obey.
I shook my head. "This is all I want today."
"Well, let's do something you want to do now. If you could do anything, what would it be?"
There were a few things I might have said at first. I wanted to take her home and immediately to the bedroom. And then afterwards I wanted her to place a cold beer in my hand, turn on my Xbox, and rub my back while I played.
Instead I shook my head and blinked. Another idea hit me like a freight train.
"I want to make you a romantic candlelit dinner and then rub your feet while we watch TV." It was crazy, because again as soon as I said it I knew it felt right. I knew exactly what I wanted to make for her. I could roast some chicken and potatoes and maybe some veggies. I'd pick up a nice bottle of wine to go with it. I didn't give a fuck about beer or video games. I just wanted to serve Em.
"Okay," she smiled. "That sounds lovely. It seemed like you were going to suggest something else. Are you sure you want to cook dinner?"
"That is all I want." I shrugged.
She put her hand on my thigh. "What if we ordered take out and I let you play your game while I show you how grateful I am for today?"
Emily's teasing had me so hard I squirmed in my seat and adjusted my pants. "No, no. I want to make you dinner and drink wine with you and rub your feet."
Em laughed, "If you insist..."
On our way home, I ran into a grocery store for ingredients. While I tried to throw together the best meal I was capable of making, Em kicked her feet up and scrolled on her phone. I have rarely felt more at peace than I did making her dinner. I needed to spoil her more often. It felt so right.
