Rick looked down at the woman sitting next to him. The bar was crowded tonight, people were in a good mood. Friday, the weekend had begun. The woman was brunette, mid-twenties, very cute. Perhaps an aspiring actress or a rising young professional recently out of college. She had begun flirting with Rick almost as soon as he entered the club, and continued through two kamikazes.<\/p>\n
This was not unusual for Rick. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with classic square-jawed features and a chiseled physique. Women liked him. Liked him a lot. Until recently he had never lacked for company. Right now he was only interested in one thing.<\/p>\n
The wide bedroom eyes and the toothy smile the woman was flashing at him told him he was close to what he wanted. \u201cLet\u2019s ditch this place and find somewhere more\u2026private,\u201d she breathed.<\/p>\n
Rick saw daylight and ran for it. \u201cWell\u2026,\u201d he began in practiced tones, \u201cI have to be back at my office in half an hour for a late-night meeting. We are planning a weekend conference, all hands on deck\u2026Could I have your number?\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman\u2019s smile faded, but her interest didn\u2019t. \u201cOkay,\u201d she said, a bit crestfallen. \u201cDo you have a pen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s just take a selfie with your phone,\u201d Rick suggested, following his well-rehearsed script, \u201cand then you can send it to mine. This way we will have each-other\u2019s numbers. And if we get married we\u2019ll have a memento of the night we met.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah!\u201d the woman agreed, laughing with pleasure at his flattery.<\/p>\n
Minutes later Rick was on the road, rushing to deliver what he had procured. He had to fight himself to keep from speeding. He couldn\u2019t get pulled over tonight. Any delay would kill him, his heart could barely endure the time it took the road to pass under his wheels, much less the long wait for a cop to fill out whatever ungodly paperwork was involved in a citation.<\/p>\n
Finally he pulled up in front of her house. He prayed softly as he approached the door. She had agreed to see him, but she had broken her word before. She liked to keep him in his place\u2026almost as much as he liked being reminded of it.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome in,\u201d she said to his great relief, after the bell had been rung and the door duly opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank, you, Goddess,\u201d he said meekly, bowing slightly as he accepted her invitation and entered the house, brushing past her closely enough to be intoxicated by her perfume.<\/p>\n
\u201cSit down,\u201d she commanded, gesturing toward a chair. Rick did as he was told and looked up, desperate to speak but knowing better than to do so except in answer to a question. Goddess Marquesa had obviously been relaxing before bed when he arrived. Her hair was in a state of late-night disarray that somehow made her face even more heartbreakingly beautiful. She wore a short, silk oriental gown that clung to accentuate the enticing shape of her breasts, creating an impression of her luscious nipples against the sheer fabric. Its length left her legs irresistibly bare. Rick shifted to make room for the enormous erection he always experienced in her presence.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you like a drink?\u201d she asked, moving toward a hutch that displayed liquor bottles and Krystal glasses.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, please, Goddess,\u201d he answered, hoping alcohol might calm his nerves.<\/p>\n
She poured him a scotch on the rocks and handed him a glass, holding out her emptied hand, palm up in expectation. \u201cLet\u2019s have it,\u201d she ordered.<\/p>\n
Rick handed her his phone and took a sip of his drink, ice cubes clattering nervously as his hand shook.<\/p>\n
Goddess Marquesa touched the screen on Rick\u2019s phone and pulled up his last text. \u201cOh, she\u2019s tasty,\u201d the Goddess intoned archly, looking at the photograph attached to the message. Reading aloud, she continued, \u201c\u2018Call me xoxo Cindy<\/em>.\u2019 Are you sure you want to pass that up?\u201d<\/p>\n Rick was too tense to answer. He only nodded, stiffly but emphatically.<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa pressed the \u201creturn call\u201d tab on the phone\u2019s screen. A faint ring tone, then the sound of someone picking up on the other end. \u201cYes?\u201d a young woman\u2019s voice asked.<\/p>\n \u201cDid you just meet a very handsome man named Rick?\u201d Goddess Marquesa inquired into the receiver.<\/p>\n \u201cWho is this?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is his wife. Did you sleep with him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?!? No! Wait\u2026he\u2019s married?!?!…\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa ended the call and tossed Rick\u2019s phone back to him. \u201cVery good, pet. How many is that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat is number fifty, Goddess.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa laughed. \u201cThat took you\u2026three months if I remember correctly. Fifty aborted booty calls in just over ninety days. Oh, you are quite the stud muffin. How many more do you need?\u201d<\/p>\n Rick lowered his eyes, biting his tongue to hold in an outburst. She was testing him, or tormenting him. He would know soon enough. Either way he knew better than to resist.<\/p>\n \u201cNo more, Goddess,\u201d he said, being careful to keep his tone deferential. \u201cYou had commanded me to acquire fifty phone numbers.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa stepped forward, invading Rick\u2019s personal space. At the angle at which he was keeping his head lowered he found himself staring directly at her gorgeous breasts. He could feel the heat coming off her body. His cock twitched longingly, his heart fluttered.<\/p>\n \u201cSo now you want a reward?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n This was an obvious trap. Rick knew better than to fall in it. \u201cNot a reward, Goddess,\u201d he replied. \u201cI did this to earn Your trust. To prove my devotion. That is all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd yet you expect Me to make love to you?\u201d<\/p>\n This made Rick tremble, his agitation made worse by the fact that he could see her erect nipples straining against the silk of her gown. The thought of making love turned her on too. Rick fell to his knees at her feet, his eyes still lowered.<\/p>\n \u201ci expect nothing, Goddess. Yes, i want to make love to You, more than anything i have ever wanted in my life. Oh, God\u2026to feel myself moving inside of You, to feel You wrapped around me.\u00a0 Enveloping me\u2026,\u201d Rick stopped in mid thought, his throat constricted by emotion. After a moment his muscles relaxed enough to allow him to continue, \u201cBut i wouldn\u2019t dare ask unless i could see that You want me, too. Why must W\/we abstain from pleasure? Why refuse what W\/we both want?\u201d<\/p>\n An elegant hand swept across Rick\u2019s face smacking him hard and stinging his eyes with involuntary tears. \u201cYou presume to tell Me what I want!?\u201d Goddess Marquesa bridled.<\/p>\n \u201cNo\u2026no, please\u2026i\u2026.i\u2026,\u201d Rick stuttered, his tone shameful and panicked.<\/p>\n \u201cShhhh\u2026,\u201d the Goddess soothed, laying her hand on Rick\u2019s slapped cheek and stepping in even closer, so that his other cheek lay on her breast and his cock pressed against her shapely leg. \u201cThat\u2019s all right, pet. you\u2019re right\u2026you are such a pretty piece of man-flesh, it would be very, very satisfying to fuck you. But those very feelings are what hold Me back. I am a dominant\u2026have you forgotten silly boy? In all of our interactions it must be you who are controlled by desire, not Me. To act otherwise would be against My nature.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Rick swayed slightly against Goddess Marquesa\u2019s touch, made woozy by such close proximity to her. She sensed his weakness and retreated, allowing him space to compose himself.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease,\u201d he finally spoke, looking up pleadingly into her brilliant green eyes, \u201ci want to give up complete control. Hypnotize me! Go deeper than You ever have before. Rewire my brain\u2026my soul<\/em>. Turn me into Your ideal lover. Rebuild me from the ground up, so that i am the man that You would choose if You could make one custom order- Your perfect sex slave and toy.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa\u2019s knowing smile suggested that this protestation, however heartfelt and spontaneous, did not surprise her at all. Indeed, she seemed to have been expecting it for some time. \u201cDo you mean that, pet?\u201d she asked, her eyebrow raised insouciantly. \u201cI could do as you ask, but the change would be very radical. Be careful what you wish for.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick\u2019s face lit up, his expression hopeful for the first time in a long while. \u201ci am absolutely certain, Goddess. i could not object to anything that would please You. Remake me in Your image, i beg You!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExcellent, pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa cooed. \u201cLet\u2019s begin. Listen to my voice and relax. you feel your mind easing\u2026all of the tension is flowing out of your body as you gaze into My eyes\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick awoke some hours later, he did not know how long. He was naked, seated in a chair in Goddess Marquesa\u2019s bedroom. She stood before him, still dressed in her gown. She had just snapped her fingers to call him out of trance.<\/p>\n Seeing Rick awaken, the Goddess unbelted her gown and let it fall from her shoulders, so that she stood before him naked.<\/p>\n \u201cThe work is done,\u201d she said. \u201cLet\u2019s fuck.\u201d<\/p>\n She lowered herself onto Rick\u2019s lap and drew his mouth down to her nipple. He sucked eagerly, running his hands down the supple curves of her back and along her thigh. She moaned with pleasure and rubbed her pussy against his erect cock. The anticipation had worked on her as much as him, her juices flowed over his pulsing member, mingling with the sweat of sexual excitement. After a few brief moments of foreplay she engulfed him in her moist pussy, pumping and thrusting hungrily.<\/p>\n Rick was in paradise. This magnificent Woman; this Goddess unlike any other human being, man or woman, he had ever encountered; Whom he worshipped with all his heart and soul. He held her in his arms and gave himself totally to the ecstasy of the moment. His one fear was cumming too soon. As she rode him with wild abandon his pleasure mounted unstoppably. He arrived quickly at the edge of orgasm and struggled to hold back, fighting to keep from going over the top.<\/p>\n To his surprise, though he felt that at any moment he would explode, he did not. Goddess Marquesa bore down on his cock ferociously, sending jolts of sweet delight radiating up his spine and down his legs, but producing no release. His muscles began to spasm as if he were orgasming, but no semen flowed. He realized that this must be the result of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s conditioning, and rejoiced inside. He could relax and give himself over to the moment without worrying about failing her.<\/p>\n Rick looked at Goddess Marquesa. Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of pure pleasure. Delicious, sensuous beads of sweat formed on her upper lip and trickled down her temple.<\/p>\n \u201cOh yes!\u201d Rick exclaimed. \u201cYes, Goddess! Goddess Marquesa\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShut up and let yourself be fucked, slave,\u201d Goddess Marquesa retorted, her tone a mixture of censure and affection.<\/p>\n After a few minutes, Goddess Marquesa began to tremble, her back arching in pleasure. A moan escaped her exquisite lips as she came. When her trembling subsided, Rick made as if to shift position.<\/p>\n \u201cStay, put slave,\u201d the Goddess commanded, resting her forehead momentarily against his shoulder. \u201cI\u2019ve not had My fill yet.\u201d<\/p>\n After a moment\u2019s pause she began to thrust again, slowly building the intensity of her pressure and rhythm as she stimulated herself with Rick\u2019s body. Rick was exhausted, but he held her passionately and surrendered to her lust. Her motion brought him quickly back to the very edge of orgasm where he hovered in excruciatingly endless anticipation.<\/p>\n When she had orgasmed again, the Goddess commanded, \u201cTake Me to the bed.\u201d Rick lifted her, his cock still enveloped deliciously in her pussy, and laid her underneath him. They fucked twice in the missionary position, Rick raining kisses on her neck and breasts as she came with screams of deep satisfaction. She then ordered him onto his knees and backed her pussy onto his cock, taking him inside her from behind. As she came the second time in this position his muscle spasms became uncontrollably violent, robbing him altogether of balance. He collapsed backwards, falling from the bed to the carpet, and blacked out as his head hit the floor.<\/p>\n When he came to she was seated looking over him on the edge of the bed, still thrillingly naked, a gratified smile on her face.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat happened?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n \u201cI fucked you senseless, you passed out,\u201d she declared. \u201cEven so, you held out through six orgasms. Not bad for a first try.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFirst try?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n \u201cSure,\u201d Goddess Marquesa replied matter-of-factly. \u201cW\/we can do this again if you follow some simple rules. Firstly, of course, you will have to do some training. you aren\u2019t in awful shape, but you will need more stamina if you are going to keep up with my appetites. you will also have to remain chaste for me. If you fuck anyone else, you and I will never fuck again. Finally, I will want a tribute from you every time W\/we fuck. Before each encounter I will require one more number from a rejected booty call, as a token of your devotion.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick raised himself into a sitting position, propping his torso up with his hands. \u201cI accept Your rules gratefully. Thank You, Goddess!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t thank Me yet, pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa warned, laughing sardonically. \u201cDo you understand what I\u2019ve done to you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d Rick replied, \u201cYou have made it so that i can come close to orgasm, but never fully release.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cyou\u2019re half right,\u201d the Goddess explained. \u201cyou won\u2019t be able to come on your own, or when I fuck you. But all of your equipment will still work normally with other women. The tribute I require would hardly be worth anything otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201ci see,\u201d Rick answered, his tone guarded.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you? I included some other little elements in your conditioning, but I think I\u2019ll let those be a surprise. Come back a week from now with your tribute. Right now, go ahead and let yourself out. I need to wash up and get some rest.\u201d With that Goddess Marquesa rose and walked into her bath, leaving Rick splayed on her carpet.<\/p>\n The next day, Rick enrolled in a P90X workout program, to build his stamina as he had been ordered. The regimen was agonizing, but Rick was grateful to the pain for distracting him (somewhat) from thoughts of Goddess Marquesa. Even through the exhaustion and soreness, however, his yearning was almost unbearable, and the week crept by at a snail\u2019s pace. Finally Friday night came, and Rick set out in search of the Goddess\u2019s tribute.<\/p>\n Rick stood at the bar of his favorite hook-up spot, nursing a scotch, and surveyed the club for likely prospects. Almost immediately a woman sidled up to the spot next to him. She was not very attractive, and far less beautiful than the women he ordinarily offered to the Goddess as a sacrifice. She was tall, but heavy set and wore thick coke-bottle glasses that made her eyes appear beady. Her hair was curled frizzily into a tight perm and cut in a way that did not flatter the shape of her face. Rick worried that the Goddess might not deem her number a worthy tribute, but he was too polite to coldly rebuff her attempts to flirt.<\/p>\n \u201cHey handsome, where you been all my life?\u201d she asked with a giggle, favoring him with a sassy wink as the bartender set down a cocktail in front of her.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, here and there,\u201d Rick answered in a non-committal tone, accepting her offer to clink glasses.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you come here often?\u201d she began, showering Rick with smiles, \u201cThis is my first time, but my girlfriend at work told me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Rick felt strange as she chattered on and he listened politely. He couldn\u2019t take his eyes off of her, and he could sense himself becoming turned on. He realized, too late, that this was a \u201csurprise\u201d element of his conditioning that Goddess Marquesa had refrained from telling him about: he would be intensely aroused by whatever woman flirted with him. The conditioning was working. As the woman spoke, Rick could not keep from running his gaze over her eyes, her mouth, her pendulous breasts. At first she was insensible to his mood, too engrossed in her own coquettish prattle to notice the effect she was having on him. But eventually his agitation became so obvious that even she caught on.<\/p>\n \u201cHey! You\u2019re a real tiger, aren\u2019t you?\u201d she proclaimed, gratified by his arousal. Setting her drink down on the bar, she closed the space between them, bringing her face to within inches of his. \u201cDon\u2019t be shy,\u201d she breathed, laying a tentative hand on his crotch and feeling the bulge rising in his pants, \u201cmomma likes what she sees too. What say we get out of here?\u201d So saying she reached up with her free hand and pulled his face down to hers, locking him into a deep kiss.<\/p>\n Rick\u2019s head was spinning. His first inclination was to say, \u201cYes!\u201d He was exploding with unreleased sexual tension, and could not help succumbing to this woman\u2019s allure. Exerting Herculean effort, he summoned the willpower to pull away from her kiss. \u201cP\u2026p\u2026please\u2026.I have to go to a late m\u2026m\u2026meeting,\u201d he stuttered, fighting to get through his usual script.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, fuck your meeting,\u201d the woman snickered, wedging her thigh between his legs. \u201cYou are too hot. Don\u2019t even think about trying to get away from me.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick\u2019s hands seemed to have a will of their own. One crept around her waist and drew her closer, pressing his cock more deeply into her thigh. The other reached down and grabbed her ass, fondling its heft and shape with brazen appreciation. She made no attempt to resist, too aroused to feel embarrassment. They locked lips again and kissed with abandon, drawing uncomfortable glances from the bartender and other patrons. Finally, the woman brought her lips next to Rick\u2019s ear and whispered, \u201cTake me to the men\u2019s room and fuck me silly, big boy.\u201d<\/p>\n This triggered a shocked reflex in Rick, which quickly degenerated into panic. \u00a0All capacity for politeness gone, he pushed the woman away rudely, drawing cries of outrage and disgust from surrounding onlookers.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry!\u201d he cried over his shoulder as he exited into the parking lot toward his car, fleeing as if pursued by wolves.<\/p>\n He was on the road and driving hard before becoming fully aware of his surroundings. He could try to go to another club, but he had too much experience of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s power to doubt what the outcome would be like there. After a moment\u2019s reflection he knew where he had to go.<\/p>\n A few minutes later found him on Goddess Marquesa\u2019s stoop, pounding frantically on her front door. She opened it and stood aside to let him rush in, obviously having expected and gratified to see his state of frenzied distress.<\/p>\n \u201ci\u2026.i almost\u2026.i didn\u2019t\u2026.\u201d Rick stammered, storming into the middle of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s living room. As she closed the door and followed him he turned and sank to his knees, hands clasped in supplication.<\/p>\n \u201cDo you have My tribute?\u201d she asked in a tone that suggested she knew the answer to her own question.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Goddess,\u201d Rick replied, his voice choking with sobs. \u201ci tried, but i couldn\u2019t \u2026.The urge to\u2026.i wanted so badly to\u2026but i didn\u2019t! i didn\u2019t! Oh, Goddess, please believe me, i didn\u2019t\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick fell silent, his voice choked off by wrenching gasps and tears.<\/p>\n \u201cShhhh\u2026.shhhhh, pet,\u201d Goddess Marquesa soothed. \u201cI believe you. But if you\u2019ve failed to acquire My tribute, what are W\/we to do? Don\u2019t you want to make love?\u201d<\/p>\n Rick stopped crying, and looked up, his eyes momentarily hopeful. \u201ci do, Goddess!\u201d he declared. \u201ci have been yearning for You all week. i can\u2019t go on, i can\u2019t live without being with You\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo go out and get Me My tribute.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick looked at the door, his eyes fearful. \u201cNo, please, Goddess. Don\u2019t send me out there again. i resisted the urge this time, but next time\u2026.i can\u2019t take that risk\u2026please don\u2019t make me\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut why?\u201d asked Goddess Marquesa, her tone playful but not unsympathetic. \u201cThose women out there can please you. Trust me, I know. I\u2019ve wired you so that sex with any woman other than me will go off like fireworks for you.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick began weeping again, more softly this time. \u201ci don\u2019t want anyone else, Goddess. i realize that i don\u2019t only want<\/em> You\u2026i love<\/em> You. i yearn to make You happy, to please You. i need that more than anything else in this life\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBut the rules,\u201d she said, suppressing a laugh, \u201cyou agreed.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick\u2019s crying intensified. He crawled forward on all fours and assumed a supplicant posture at Goddess Marquesa\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease, Goddess!\u201d he cried. \u201cGive me new rules! Anything, just don\u2019t send me back out there to be tempted. Give me new rules, or please kill me and put me out of my misery. This life is not worth living if i can\u2019t be Your lover.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell,\u201d mused Goddess Marquesa, looking down appreciatively at her work, \u201cYou\u2019ve been a good pet. I think I can offer you a different arrangement\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A knock at the door woke Rick. He made no move to answer. The knock was simply to alert him of the Goddess\u2019s approach. Nothing would change the fact that he was naked and chained to the wall, so there was no need for him to call, \u201cEnter!\u201d<\/p>\n Rick perked up eagerly, hoping that today might be his day to serve Goddess. As She approached through the maze of exercise equipment in the windowless room he could see, from Her street clothes and the items She carried, that he would be disappointed. Still, he was pleased. He did not miss the outside world, even though it had been a year since he had last seen the outside of Goddess Marquesa\u2019s house. The intervals in which he could not see Her were painful.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s time for your monthly procedure,\u201d Goddess Marquesa declared.<\/p>\n \u201cBut it hasn\u2019t been more than a week,\u201d Rick protested, though his eyes remained lowered deferentially, \u201ci don\u2019t want to lose any potency for when You desire to use me.\u201d<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa laughed gently. \u201cSilly boy. When I want to fuck you, you will be plenty potent. you should know that. Meanwhile if we don\u2019t clear the pipes soon, you\u2019ll be no good to anyone. Bend over.\u201d<\/p>\n Rick did as he was told. Accepting the small bowl she handed him, he held it compliantly below the head of his cock.<\/p>\n Goddess Marquesa donned the rubber gloves she was carrying and applied some lubricant to the fingers of her right hand. 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