This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Note: This story was submitted to me to share.
Online Goddess BDSM By Marie LeClare
All day long I have been moving in a daze. If not thinking about making love to my beautiful Goddess one minute, I definitely am the next. I find myself blushing at odd moment, my nipples ache as the seem to have been erect continuously since the first moment I saw her on line and went running to her and she opened her arms to take me in her warm loving embrace. I remember someone telling me how most times when you have your nipples pierced they always remain erect. I wonder if SHE would want my nipples pierced for HER pleasure.
So many thoughts so many questions, so many desires. Most are nothing new to me, but always before I have wondered, if my future owner, my future lover, would want these things or expect these things of me. Now it is, "will SHE, my GODDESS want these things of me, will this or that please my GODDESS". I have always known one day I would give myself totally to a Mistress. I never dreamed that I would be chosen to serve at the holy altar of a GODDESS. I know now how the Vestal Virgins or the Acolytes of Venus or Aphrodite must have felt. I seem to be perpetually wet; I have had to go wipe myself dry more times than I can count today. I gave up wearing even my baggy shorts as the slightest friction seems to bring me to the edge, so all afternoon I have simply worn my robe.
Finally the evening has arrived and I know there is very little chance due to her schedule that I will see her tonight, but there is that small chance and I want to be prepared for her. I ensure my mound is freshly and completely waxed, not a single stray follicle of hair escapes my careful scrutiny. SHE calls me baby and I want to always be as smooth and bare as a baby for her. That only makes me wonder if she would want me to undergo laser treatment to permanently remove all my body hair. I shiver at the mere thought of it and my clit throbs as it does almost every time I think of HER. I make sure finally I am squeaky clean both inside and out, <blushes as I admit yes I also gave myself two cleansing enema's as I know SHE likes toying with my tiny bottom>, and lift out even the mundane act of drying myself makes me shiver as I cant get HER out of my mind.
I carefully paint my fingernails and toenails with a clear polish, as I do not know what her preference is so I want to be natural for her. I sit and look at her picture as I brush out my hair, every stroke of the brush makes me think of her fingers in my hair. Every so often I can't resist a light stoke against my swollen nipples or clit, shuddering remembering HER fingers and tongue. Never allowing myself to cross the threshold, but remembering each and every time she took me over the edge earlier, only to raise me back immediately to the peak of desire and pleasure. Never has anyone affected me this way, though I am definitely multi-orgasmic, never has anyone bewitched me in such a way, turning the softest of touches into a spasm of orgasmic delight.
My preparations almost complete, no makeup of any kind, as I want not even the barrier of lipstick between my eager flesh and her soft lips. I do place drops of Emerald perfume strategically around my body. << I know it is old fashioned, but I love its soft sweet gardenia like scent>>
I finally sit, waiting for HER, praying I will be fortunate enough to be blessed with HER presence until at last I know the hour grows too late. but even this eventuality has been foreseen and planned for. I place a few carefully selected items by me and proceed as I have fantasized about during all of my preparations. I look lovingly, worshipfully at her picture as I roll both of my nipples between thumb and forefinger till the normally tiny pink nipples are red and swollen little nubs. I reach and take 2 small plastic clothes pins and image her fingers pinching my nipples, as she seems to enjoy doing as I place them one at a time on each nipple. Tiny shocks of oh so pleasurable pain shoot through me and my entire body trembles both in anticipation of the tingling pain that I know is inevitable when they are removed and at the thought of your fingers pinching twisting them as you did this morning.
I then take the anal plug I chose earlier and lift slightly, lubing it well I place the tip and ohhhhh so slowly ohhh so gently I work it in to my tiny little nether hole, dreaming of your tongue and fingers in me. Twice I moan and have to stop. Not out of pain, but because the combined effect of the physical sensations, and the memory of you threaten to push me over the edge, and it is not yet time. Finally I moan biting my lips as the base seems to ~pop~ inside. My thighs quivering and legs so weak I can no longer support myself and have to sit down, which settles it firmly in my clenching tiny bottom. I have to sit there, breathing raggedly breasts heaving slightly, afraid that even the slightest movement will puss me over the edge and plunge me into an orgasmic abyss from which there might be no recovery. Already I feel my nipples growing numb with a hot numbness that I know full well will lead to a white-hot flame of desire when they are removed. I cant help but wonder what it will be like the first time, if or when, you take my tiny bottom with a strapon, or actually fist me. My tiny butt clenching around the plug and wriggling at the very thought of it.
After several torturous minutes my hands and body stops shaking long enough for me to proceed as planned. Carefully I tug on my labia, and attach a clothespin in the center of each. Whimpering moans escape my lips as I think of your teeth nibbling along them, your tongue teasing and tracing them. Once more I have to stop, the sensations threatening to overwhelm me. The sweet nectar flowing from my pussy. The tiny electric like shocks now shooting through my entire body almost continuously. My toes curling and uncurling as my legs seem to spasm and shake. I swear if my apartment were to erupt into flame at this moment I would not be able to stand much less walk or even crawl out of the flames. In fact my body already feels as if it is engulfed in flames. The hot unquenchable flames of my desire for you, the molten lava flowing from the very core of my being, trickling down along my thighs. My breathing is very ragged now; gasps and moans escape my lips at even the slightest movement.
At last the moment I have been building up to arrives. A moment of great dread and anticipation. I reach for the last clothespin and spreading my thighs as wide as I can manage in the state I am in, I take a deep breath, and thinking of your sharp little bites earlier, I attach it directly on my clit. OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG PAIN PLEASURE DESIRE LUST
My hands grip the arms of my chair so tightly the knuckles go white. I can barely breathe, my body is covered with a fine sheen of perspiration. My heart is beating so hard I feel it will burst from my chest. Almost every breath is followed by a whimpering gasping moan of pure unadulterated lust. My eyes clenched tight shut as I simply sit there, fighting my body's urgent need to just surrender to these feelings. I know the time for the final and hardest stage of my plan has come. I lift op the slim cylindrical object from the desk and turn it on. hardly bigger than my own tiny thumb the vibe is aptly named "pocket rocket". As I tease one finger gently into my scalding flowing wetness, just deep enough to rub upwards against my G-spot. I move the tip of the small but powerful vibrator against the base of each of pins at random. My head is shaking back and forth. I know if I could see my eyes they would resemble the desperate look of a trapped wild animal than anything human. My body has passed far beyond individual sensations. My entire body spasming, shivering, if not for my dedication and depth of purpose, I would have been writhing on the floor already.
At last the moment has arrived,, I steel myself, the most sensitive areas of my body already numb, yet I know that is going to change dramatically in the next few seconds.
I take several deep breaths and focus on your eyes in one of my favorite pictures of you. YOU know the one. The one of you sitting on the white sofa in jeans and burgundy top, the slight smile on your face. YOUR eyes seeming to look straight into my very soul. It is as if you are here now, watching, it is as if I offer myself, my orgasm to you, for YOUR pleasure, for YOUR approval.
I reach down gritting my teeth and quickly remove the pins, soft little cries escape as the flow of blood returns sending shocks through me as violent if not more so than any violet wand, First the right labia, then the left, then the left nipple and then the right nipple and finally the one on my clit. OMGGGGGG OMGGGGGGGGG OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! I cant help but scream out OH MY GODDESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is not one orgasm, not even several orgasms, but one long seemingly never ending continuous orgasm. I slump in the chair, my body rigid, my ankles crossed,, thighs clenched tight. Wave after wave after wave crashes over me, pulling me down into the depths of orgasmic delight. My mind seems detached. It is almost like an out of body experience. I look down. I can actually see the my muscles vibrating along my belly and thighs.
After what seems like an eternity, and must be at least several minutes I take a deep ragged breath. I still feel intermittent tremors coursing through my body, like the after shocks of an earthquake. my body covered in a fine sheen ,, my hair so carefully groomed before now damp clinging to my head. my body too week to even move.
Finally I start regaining some control over my motor functions. Unable to help myself I move and bend forward a soft loving kiss placed on your picture, my lips quivering. Not the cold lifeless feel of my monitor beneath them but the soft warmth of your soft sweet lips against mine. My trembling voice whispering, " all for YOU my Goddess, all for YOU".
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