Chapter Three
I quickly cleaned up and came to the bed. She was stretched out on
the bed. Her beautiful hair cascaded around the pillow. Her lips
wore a soft smile.
"Noooooo no Charlie, I am going to tie you up again. Get on your
stomach. Give me your hand."
She was in a sweet mood again. I liked her a lot more like this.
She fastened the leather to my wrist and to the headboard.
"Now give me the other hand, oh Charlie, I did bite you hard.
Here look at it. You can see the imprints of my teeth still yet.
That is going to really bruise. My poor little slave, no wonder
you cried out. But that is still no excuse for messing up the
pee drinking. When I am in one of those moods, I want everything
swallowed."
Her eyes got colder and her mouth tightened.
"Please forgive me Cassie, bite the other hand if you want.
Chew on me all night, but please forgive me.
'
"OK, Charlie, I will not mention it again, and I won't, 'Chew on you
all night', this night."
.
She giggled. Things were getting back to normal. Normal? I was
being tied for god only knows what tonight. She did not seem
sleepy anymore to me.
She sat on my face, just kinda plunked down on it like it was a chair
that was lower then she realized.
"Opps, sorry about that," She said giggling.
She wiggled around on my face for a minute or so, then raised up to
look some more at the hand she had bit.
"Wow", she said as she traced her teeth marks with her finger.
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes, but it is a good hurt. It is pain I am enduring for you."
"How sweet, here raise up." She said as she slipped a pillow under my
chest.
"I am going to allow you to give me lots of sweet, unhurried, oral
pleasure."
She got in bed, spread her legs and slid down so that I could rest my
face on her. I needed no encouragement to lick. We lay there with
my mouth and tongue paying homage to her beautiful pussy in a quiet
worshipful sort of manner. As I gently licked her, flicking her lips
with my tongue, just inserting the tip to touch her clit, my thoughts
were about how I had dreamed of such a relationship all of my adult
life. Even as a boy I remember the joy of pulling my playmate (female)
in a wagon, pushing her in a toy car, pushing her in a swing, being her
"horseY". I remember she fed me her mud pies a few times. It was years
before I realized the true nature of my actions.
"Charlie, don't put yout tongue in, stop teasing my pussy, I want to sleep."
She said in a soft sweet voice. She put her thighs on either cheek and
playfully squeezed.
"If you do not stop teasing me, I am going to squeeze you flat, then
squeeze you the other way and make a tampon out of your head." Cassie
giggled at the thought. "That would take a lot of squeezing, but I
think you would make me a good tampon IF you could still swallow."
Her giggle became a laugh. She had a perverted sense of humor.
I could not be sure if she was laughing at me, or just being playful.
She was not like anyone else I ever met. She could be the sweetest
lady on earth, than quickly scare the shit out of me. In times like
these my mind would wonder if she would really take my life while in
one of her moods. Yet I was powerless. Sure she would untie me again,
sure I could walk away, no, those are all physical actions. Her hold
on me was much stronger. She controlled my very being, a control that
required no physical strength from her at all. Just a smile, a giggle,
a stare, even a frown. I knew I really did belong to her. I also knew
she knew that, probably before I realize it.
I kissed her beautiful pussy, one lip at a time.
"Yes, Goddess, as you desire Goddess, anything my Goddess desires,"
I said, while looking up at her. All of her makeup had been removed,
this was Cassie in her natural state. She was beautiful, her skin had
that, picture of health,look. She got up and removed my straps. My
penis felt like it would explode. She glanced at it briefly and gave
a smug, tight lipped grin, while getting back in bed.
"Same position, Charlie. When I turn over, just be sure your face is
in my pussy or in my ass all night long. You are learning what it
means to worship someone. This is your life, sure you want it, forever?"
She looked at me with one of her serious expressions, then an expulsion
of air through a wide open mouth mixed with a smile that showed how
very sure of me she was. She wiggled her ass, lifted her pussy up and
stuck out her lower lip in a grin, all at the same time.
"Charlie, you keep calling me, 'Goddess', do you have any idea what it
takes for a woman to be a 'True Goddess' to someone, not just a word.
Know how a man proves that he really believes it and really wants it
forever? Do you Charlie? There is a goddess test that is age old, has
always been, will always be."
"I have never heard of a TEST, but I know I could pass it with you."
Cassie was serious again, just like that, playful-serious, in but a
moments passage of time.
"Can we do the test, Cassie? I am eager to prove that you are a Goddess
to me. It is important to me that you always know that you are my Goddess."
"OK, Charlie, if you really want to undergo the test, but remember, you
are doing it because you want to prove it to me. Because you really want
me to feel that I am a Goddess and that you do worship me 24/7, when you
are awake, when you sleep, and even in your dreams. But not now, wait
until after the meeting and you are at my place. I will give you the test.
But Charlie there is a risk. You may not like me anymore. For sure, after
the test, you will worship me even more or you will not want to be with me.
But I will give you the test, because unless you really and truly worship
me, I would never be happy with you. I must be worshipped by my man,
you do know that."
"Yes, my beautiful Goddess Cassie, I know that. I do want to worship you,
all of you, all of the time, forever."
Cassie smiled a contented smile. She laid her head back on her pillow,
and put a hand on Charlie's head.
"That is so sweet, Charlie, so very sweet."
She wiggled her ass, pushed her pussy up to my mouth tighter, sighed,
and turned over. I quickly pushed my face to her ass and licked her
crack. My tongue found her asshole and I started rimming her. I had
never had a real desire to lick a woman's ass before, fantasized, but
not for real. This seemed like the natural thing to do. It seemed
natural for Cassie too because she arched her back and pushed her ass
against my face. She made little noises as I continued to lick her ass.
I pushed my tongue more inside. A shit odor was pungent, remember she
had not bathed! The taste was a little bitter, not that unpleasant.
The smell would have been a bad stink if it had come from any source,
other than Cassie. God I was hooked on her.
"Stop licking, just snuggle." Cassie said sleeply and very sweet.
She had the sexiest voice I have ever heard, when she was speaking to
me, obeying her was a priviledge. I heard her breathing deepen and I
knew she was asleep. I snuggled a little more placing my nose at her
asshole so with ever breath I could smell her shit. I wondered what
it would be like for her to take a really big shit in my mouth. I
wondered what size the turds would be and if they would fit between
my lips. I wondered if I could ever swallow her shit as it came from
her ass without crushing it. I thought of ways I could eat her shit.
Am I crazy? I thought about that too. It mattered little. I had
dreamed of a Goddess to worship all of my life and tonight for the
first time I was in bed with one, not tied, not restrained in any way,
unless her laying on my right arm was a restraint. I could move it
but not before she was really sound asleep. I did not want to awaken
her. Nothing mattered but the pleasure and comfort of my Goddess.
With these thoughts, I went to sleep.
I woke up to a very strong feminine smell. It smelled like a fish
hatchery. My arms ached and my legs were tired. I felt like I had
been rode hard and put away wet.
"Cassie," I whispered. There was no response. "Cassie," I said.
Much louder.
"Uh," she answered. "What is it Charlie. I was sleeping so good."
"I know, I'm sorry for awakening you. My arms are killing me."
Somehow during the night we had wiggled around to where she was laying on both
of my arms. And my nose was very close to her pussy.
"Would you wiggle a little, please?"
She looked at clock on the night stand.
"It is only 6:15 Charlie, let me go back to sleep." She said in a sleepy but
sexy voice.
"Please, Cassie." I pleaded. "Please I can't move my arms".
I had no feeling at all in my fingers.
"Well alright. But I have got to go pee. I hope you want a
warm drink. I am way to sleeply to get out of bed." She said
as she lifted her body for me to extricate my arms. "Put your mouth
tight on my pussy, because I really have to go."
"Cassie, I will carry you to the bathroom."
"Charlie," She said rather sharply. "Are you having other thoughts
about us."
"No Cassie, of course not." I sheepishly answered, as I pressed
my mouth tightly against her.
"Better swallow fast or you may drown." She giggled. "I am so
in love with you Charlie. Here it comes."
With those words her piss came in a hard stream and hit my throat.
I was swallowing as fast as I could but I could tell my mouth was
filling faster than I could swallow. I needed to breathe. I did
not think she would really drown me in her piss, intentionally,
that is. I made the loudess noice I could. It wasn't very loud.
I could feel her piss leaking out of my full mouth. She stopped
pissing. I swallowed all I had in my mouth in big gulps and
inhaled deaply.
"Oh Cassie."
"Don't talk yet, I am not through." She said before I could finish
my sentence.
I put my mouth tightly against her again, took a deep breath through
my nose and the piss started coming again. I swallowed as fast as
I could. Her urine was stronger than on the plane. Her piss still
had a faint alcohol taste. Not a good alcohol taste though.
The taste of amonia and salt was very present as well as some other
not so good tastes. She finally quit pissing. I Wanted to please
her and show her I was really devoted to her I licked away the last
drops of piss. I took some deep breathes. I know her pussy smelled
badly but I was so infatuated with her beauty. I did not mind at all.
"You are so sweet, Charlie." She said to me in her sexiest voice.
"I belive you really do love me. I think you will love me after the
test even more. I want you to eat me again. You make me so horny when
you drink my pee like that."
It felt so good to have my arms free. My sholders hurt when I moved my
arms. The thought quickly moved through my mind, should I bolt for the
door never to return. I dismissed it from my mind almost as quickly as
it entered. After all this is what I had wanted for many years. I just
had never had the nerve to let it happen and go with the flow before.
Cassie was more than I had ever dreamed of. She was beautiful and sexy
beyond my wildess dreams. No, I was determind to play my fantasy to the
end. I was going to sell my business, retire, marry Cassie, and be her
slave. If I passed on this chance I may never get another one and
certainly not someone like Cassie. There was no one like Cassie. I was
sure of that. Not only was her face what dreams were made of, so was the
rest of her. She was my design of the perfect woman. I was determind to
belong to her and never complain or look back thinking, "I should have
ran away from her when I had the chance". She was my dream. I was
living my dream. My stomach was full of her cum and her piss. Although
my stomach felt a little queasy I did not feel that I had to vomit. I
got up to go to the toilet and piss.
"Don't wash anything but your hands, Charlie." She cooed.
I looked in the mirror. I looked harried. My face looked like a glazed
donut. The taste in my mouth was horrible, a mixture of shit, piss,
cum, and unwashed pussy. The smell assailing my nostrils was no treat
either.
"Charlie, I need you, just go pee and get yourself back in here."
"Cassie I need a bath."
"No Charlie, I haven't had one either. I want you now. My pussy wants
your mouth. Get in here. Don't make me come and get you, Charlie."
I could hear her giggles.
"After you eat me again, I want a really big breakfast. Are you hungry,
Charlie?"
I was almost afraid to say yes.
"Yes, sounds great you beautiful Goddess," I said as I reentered the room.
Cassie lay in the middle of the bed, legs spread wide, her arms above her head.
She had brushed her hair a little, it framed her face. She was smiling, and
knew very well what effect she was having on me.
"Come and get me, Charlie." She said with her musical giggle.
