Dangerous Redemption

Chapter One-2

“Suckle me male! Feed my need for suzerainty!”

Suckle her I did, with all my energy and skill. In addition, when Goddess demanded that I use my teeth as she, had I nibbled, nipped, and even chewed on that rubbery tip, bringing cries of masochistic ecstasy from her. She paused then to batter me briefly about some more, grinding that spit-slick point hard against my entire face before forcing the other n****e upon me for equally fervent treatment. All this time of course my poor c**k remained utterly ignored – which was probably a good thing. Writhing in place, chafing my wrists against the tight manacles, I became more outrageously turned on by the instant. Pulsing with the rapid beat of my heart that harder-than-ever hard-on showed no inclination toward softening. Eager as I was to put it to use I still dreaded the challenge of trying to maintain it once that holy ecstasy was finally upon me.

Of course, my trial of suspense was far from over. As I’ve indicated, Goddess Julia’s coked-up idea of foreplay was as sustained as it was incredibly aggressive. Finally satisfied with my work on her breasts Julia yanked them away from me. Rising to her knees, she moved forward until she was straddling my face. Looming above me she began to finger herself, coaxing open the glistening pink of her labia. Pulling upward she un-hooded her c******s, which proved to be remarkably large as it sprang forth – by far the biggest I’d ever seen. Lowering herself to push this against my mouth, she continued ordering me about in the most scathing fashion – a manner I for some reason found to be as perversely arousing as the rest of her imperious personality.

“Suck on it, boy! Suck it like it’s a d**k, and you nothing but a cheap little cocksucking slut. That’s what it is, after all. A clit is a p***s that never developed in the womb. So suck my c**k until I come all over your face!”

Let’s have no misunderstanding here. I don’t have a homo bone in my body. I have nothing against gays of course. That’s the worst kind of bigotry. And I find lesbian s*x as exciting to watch and fantasize about as any guy. But the idea of man-on-man intercourse is unspeakably repellent to me. If someone tried to stick a c**k in my mouth, I’d undoubtedly puke all over it. So it wasn’t the image this Goddess was conjuring I found so inexplicably arousing. It was the sense of coercion, the feeling that she could force me to do absolutely anything she wanted and that I was utterly helpless to resist her. Charged to overflowing with this electric excitement I formed my lips around that tender protrusion (practically the size of Julia’s erect n****e tip) and suckled it as fervently as before. And as she continued to verbally humiliate me, I burned ever hotter for her.

“That’s right peon, suck my big stiff erection. Service it like you can’t get enough. Your entire existence is now about providing me with pleasure. So get on with it slave! Suck me off, you disgustingly greedy slut!”

Apparently, I was already providing her with plenty of pleasure. Soon Julia lapsed into incoherent moans, and began thrusting her crotch rhythmically against me, forcing her ever more engorged c******s in and out of my pursed, sucking lips. She was actually f*****g my mouth with it as though it were indeed a p***s. Her fingers again knotted in my hair, holding me helpless as she used me, and oh, my own unacknowledged c**k throbbed, bobbed, and seemed to radiate enough heat to warm the entire house.

Five short minutes of this and those moans turned to cries, which in turn escalated to piercing screams that seemed to reverberate around the high-ceilinged room. I had a second to wonder about the neighbors, another to recall the isolated nature of the house, and then Julia thrust hard against my face, crushing me into the pillow, and going as rigid as a statue. Then my mouth was flooded with liquid as she ejaculated.

Once again, this was unprecedented in its magnitude, and I almost choked as she gushed into me. Her issue overflowed my lips, and then promptly smeared all over my face as Goddess gasped and growled and began grinding her crotch roughly against me. Trimmed short enough to form wiry bristles her pubic hair scoured my lips, chin and cheeks, abrading me mercilessly, and the heavy press of her vulva and surrounding saddle so restricted my breathing that I could only get scant sips of air through my nose. Still she held my head tight in her fists (pulling my hair painfully), crushed me beneath her and rocked atop me until every shuddering throe of her extravagant climax had run its course. Then she rose up just enough to permit me helplessly gasping access to her sticky, dripping genitalia.

“Clean me, peon! You caused this mess, now tidy it up!”

Still madly if inexplicably excited about being so abusively used I eagerly complied, lapping away at every crevice, fold, and silken surface. And even when I had, her pristine I continued licking and probing with my tongue and nibbling with my lips, performing the expert c*********s she’d not given me a chance to earlier. This quickly got Goddess groaning again and encouraged I became ever more fervent in my attentions. Soon enough though I was forced to revert once more to that state of humbly submitting passivity Julia’s innate aggression required and which I found so surprisingly stimulating.

“Just stick your tongue up me as far as you can and keep it there!” she ordered vehemently. “Let me f**k it like a d**k!” And of course, she proceeded to do just that.

Once again my hair was painfully pulled by the roots as my head was held captive by fists and thighs; once again my face was roughly abraded as it was rudely ridden by pumping hips and a rocking crotch. Once again, I found myself struggling to breathe as her p***y obstructed my airway, and soon this difficulty increased to a seriously distressing extreme. Then once again, I experienced a perversely compelling frisson that would have enormous implications for my future.

After wildly f*****g my outthrust tongue to another incredible climax, Goddess Julia suddenly shifted fractionally forward before once again using her wet, fragrant crotch to compress my captive head deep into the pillow. Now though the heavy press of her flesh not only sealed away my mouth but completely blocked my nostrils as well. And she showed no intention of moving despite my sudden frantic struggles. She even giggled sadistically at me as she effectively smothered me.

Overwhelmed by panic I thrashed about, scraping the wooden bars my wrists are cuffed to even as I chafed those wrists worse than they already were. Of course those bars were also already deeply scored by the struggles of Goddess knew how many bound men who’d suffered here previously. However, I was well past worrying about damaging the woodwork or even the far more vulnerable flesh and bone of my suddenly extremely peripheral extremities. Eyes bulging I looked up past the flat plane of her belly. Between the shadowed rounds of those heavy breasts, Julia’s bared teeth gleamed and her dark eyes sparkled with mirth as she peered down at me.

“I am your Goddess, yes? Then you should always be prepared, even eager to make the ultimate sacrifice for me. To give up your life to my s****l service would be the most surpassing ecstasy possible, ensuring an eternity of rapturous submission to me as a favored member of my heavenly harem. And what better way to pass on to that blessed state could there be than suffocating under my p***y? You should be grateful for such a gloriously rare ascension!”

Flickering fire-gold shone on Goddess’ flawless skin, lined her tar-black hair and danced in her impishly glittering eyes. Despite my most violent, adrenaline-fueled struggles, she remained implacably in place, easily subduing my attempts to dislodge her and taking a fiendish glee in my panicked reaction. Yet she remained inconceivably beautiful to me, her effortless omnipotence madly arousing even in my extremity.

Darkness began to close in on me, a tunnel vision through which she loomed remotely above me in celestial splendor, truly a deity of wondrous femininity just waiting to triumphantly claim me. My energies exhausted at last I slumped into flaccidity and willingly took the option she’d afforded me, surrendering my soul to her eternal possession even as consciousness fled and my mortal life seemed certain to follow suit.

But of course, that wasn’t the end. At that penultimate moment Goddess’ richly appreciative laughter pealed forth again and her smothering weight lifted off my face. The air of the room, warm and redolent of her s*x as it was, instantly revived me, and as I gasped and panted in renewed respiration the room spun about me, a vertiginous career that was sickening and yet desperately welcome. Still beautiful Julia laughed on and on, and when my head finally steadied, it was to see her still towering over me in all her irrefusible loveliness, grinning down and smugly shaking her head.

“Forget about it, male! You haven’t nearly earned admittance to my harem yet. I haven’t even tried your c**k for heaven’s sake! Let’s see what that thing can do for me before I even begin to consider adding you to my mortal stable. Then you’d still have an interminable purgatory to endure there before achieving the transcendence you seek. In the meantime, let’s wallow in the garden of earthly delights for a while!”

Swiftly coke fiend Julia backed down my body until she was straddling my quivering legs and confronting my still amazingly upright prick. Still gratefully scooping in huge panting breaths through my open mouth, feeling my heart gallop in my chest, I felt rather drugged my own self. Everything around me seemed drenched in exquisite significance. The irregularly spaced candle flames gleamed spectacularly, the black satin sheets and depthless duck down mattress cradled me in incomparably smooth softness and my crazed lover’s body seemed the absolute epitome of feminine desirability. Everything seemed newly minted that very moment, specially conceived to entice me and imbued with a thrilling nimbus that reached me on a level just beyond the subliminal.

Perhaps it was merely the swooning relief and oxygen rush after an overload of adrenaline. But the sense of heightened, almost paranormal clarity that suffused me not only rendered the entire scene in excruciating detail but also raised my emotional awareness as keenly as the perceptual. As Goddess Julia gripped my throbbing erection in her fist and began briskly, pumping on it the sensation was more exquisitely arousing than anything in my experience was.

Despite (or surely because of) my recent brush with mortality I was instantly brimming with desperate carnality. Within a dozen strokes of her strong right arm (those incredible breasts jiggling an amazingly exciting dance); Julia had brought me to the brink of orgasm and over. Helpless to prevent this appalling proof of inadequacy I cried out both in wretchedly guilty release and woeful terror at what this felony might cost me as my balls suddenly convulsed and my hot load fountained messily out of me.

Of course, that cost was unfathomably excessive, both on the instant and in its incredible eventual entirety. Despite Goddess’ dire threats and obvious capability to carry them out, I’d failed her miserably, and in her view clearly deserved the worst. She lost no time in meting out my initial punishment.

“How DARE you!” she screeched. Instantly she released my still spouting prick and slammed her hard fist directly into my balls. Then as I writhed, retched, and tried fruitlessly to come to terms with the nuclear bloom of red-hot agony that exploded within me she continued her furious tirade.

“I warned you! Didn’t I warn you what would happen if you failed to satisfy me, if you dared to come before I gave my permission? It seems you want to go straight into my heavenly kingdom without even any earthly pleasures or interminable purgatory in my basement stable first! Believe me, when you go by that route you’re nothing but the lowliest slave up there, fit only for eternal toilet service!