The week was difficult for the man. The urges he was feeling were intense. He had to find time to stroke and think about his Goddess every night. He quickly gravitated towards staying up a bit later, distancing himself from his family. The choices were hard, but he didn't feel he had any choice.
He received no response from his first DM to her, or the second. For several days she let him descend into a haze of worship, repetition and longing. On the fourth day she responded briefly, "Thank you pet, your worship pleases me. Keep going. Tonight you may edge for 30 minutes more."
The response caught him getting ready for bed, but those plans were quickly discarded. Amazed and grateful, he returned to his spot of worship, a small home office while sending her a quick "Thank you!"
"Send me a picture of your my little cock in those cute panties pet." Hmm, he'd put them away for the night, but whatever Goddess wants. Putting them on with some reluctance he thought back on the last two weeks. What was happening to him? This woman had affected him so deeply and so quickly!
After pulling them up over his legs, he paused, took a deep breath and snapped a picture and sent it off to Her. "It's not that little!" he thought, average, surely
"Good boy" was the quick response. Nothing more.
A couple days passed as the urge to message her far more frequently grew within him. Other urges were growing as well, not all of them his. The man's wife was putting out signals, Friday night would be their night. There were expectations of what that would entail. A pleasant marriage gets into certain rhythms. They didn't have sex very often any more, and could go months between. But it had been months, and it was time.
He thought and composed a careful DM to Goddess asking permission to have sex with his own wife. Somehow this struck him as the proper thing to do. She was amused at the request, and let him wait several hours before her reply.
"No, pet. Saturday I'll be back and I don't want this energy you've been building to be released without me. Why don't you see if you can keep her distracted with your fingers, and your mouth. I'm sure you'll think of something."
Friday night came, he took his wife out to dinner. Dancing, a few drinks. When they got home, he lit a candle, gave her a long sensual massage which ended in bringing her to several orgasms. He remained denied, thinking of Her, while servicing his wife. His wife made one sleepy gesture for him to enter her, but he demurred and cuddled her while she fell asleep. When he was sure she was asleep, he slipped out of bed to do his nightly worship.
He had made plans to be out on Saturday night, it was a flimsy premise, but good enough. He was shocked to get her message around 2. "Meet me at 3 at my house little boy, be ready!"
How could he do that? There was a soccer game at 4:30. Well he could at least be there at 3, surely She'd understand.
Mumbling that he had to do a little shopping, he left and arrived just before 3 after picking up some flowers to go with a few books he'd picked out.
She opened the door with a radiant smile, "Come in little boy, I see you brought me a few gifts. What a good little boy!"
She looked amazing in a short tight skirt and a blouse casually unbuttoned down to her midriff. He stepped inside, handed her the gifts while stepping nervously back and forth.
Closing the door, she looked over her shoulder, "Well, go on, strip. Little boys don't need to be clothed in my presence. Surely you know that?"
Taking off his shirt and pants, he looked at her, putting a hand on the panties he was wearing. "Leave those on, of course. Go, and kneel, I'll be with you shortly"
She returned to him in a moment, having tossed aside her blouse which exposed the top half of her black bustier. She ran her hand through his hair, eliciting a low moan from him. "Were you good for me last night? Did you please your wife?"
"Yes Goddess, yes to both"
"Good boy. You may touch my little cock, gently"
He began touching, teasing himself thru the panties.
"Good boy, I'll have you home before dinner"
"Actually Goddess, I need to go much sooner" and he nervously explained his prior engagement.
"How disappointing, I had such plans for you today. We certainly don't have enough time to deal with That today" as she nudged his package with her leg.
"In fact, I'd better send you on your way, I wouldn't want you to be late."
"No please, Goddess! I'll do anything, let me stay a bit longer"
Her smiled widened as she turned away, "Anything, little boy?" Too easy, she thought to herself as she reached behind herself to start to unzip her skirt.
He gulped, "Yes Goddess" his eyes following that little zipper.
"Good boy, you showed last night that you could put a woman's needs above your own. Lets continue that"
His eyes widened, he almost openly drooled at the thought of performing oral sex on this Goddess. But those thoughts left as she shimmied out of her skirt, he could see some straps underneath.
She turned around and a small plastic dildo in a harness was sticking out from her waist. He was confused, how had he not noticed that earlier? Surely she didn't intend for him to do anything with that!!
"Crawl over here and be my good little cocksucker"
His brain shut down and the need to follow her lead consumed him and he did just that for the next ten minutes.
"Such a good little boy, you're doing to need more practice though. Get yourself one of these and practice for ten minutes every night"
He stumbled out of there in a daze, what had he just done?
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