She Becomes Goddess Amy

She knew before you did, you were gonna be a sissy.

We were sitting at a 2 chair high top table in TGIFriday’s. We’d met a month ago after her coming to Boston to be in charge of her company’s Logan Airport Office. She was beautiful, dynamic and knew which buttons to push and who could help her accomplish tasks. I was in one of the airline cargo warehouse, and as manager, knew the Customs people well. They like her and felt she was straight up a good person, so in some circumstances her pouches of company and bank docs were pre-cleared if they arrived during busy periods or when the inspectors went to “lunch” for a couple of hours.

She appreciated what I was doing and invited me to cocktails after 5 at the Hilton. I was married but intrigued by her power and her beauty. In the Hilton parking lot after 2 or 3 cocktails, she gave me a blowjob, certainly unlike the one’s I had up to then, she swallowed, dabbed her lips and as I was dropping her at her car.

She said to me, “I know your married, but you have a nice cock, I’d like to ride that some weekend afternoon in my bed, are you up for that”?

The following Saturday, I worked the morning 4-Noon shift, told the wife I had overtime and would be home before 7. I couldn’t get over my good luck and found a parking space, near to her Back Bay apartment. She met me in a silk pj set, no plans to go anywhere than bed, my first attempt was pre-mature and we decided to slow down and try again. “How could I fuck up with this Goddess, she decided to focus on me licking her pussy, worshipping her mound, inserting two and then three fingers inside her and find her clit and G-spot. It was a full and through lesson in pleasing a mature woman, who had her share of lovers and was willing to teach me to please her at least orally.

Near 4 O’clock, we tried penile insertion for the 2nd time, She was ready and waiting, I felt the heat of her pussy and I glided in, she liked the girth and the 8 inch length. We rocked back and forth short strokes, and I tried to slow myself down but we barely got her breathing heavy and at 5 minutes, I couldn’t hold back and came inside her, to my chagrin, I was distressed and humiliated at having failed. We hugged and kissed and agreed to try again, she said the oral had been great and next time, we’ll focus on that. I smiled and was so happy to know there would be a next time.

Now I had called in sick on a Saturday and drove to her place, we went to Friday’s. She in a black pantsuit, her mink and a pair of black leather Joan and David high heeled Italian leather boots that retailed at the time for $1500.00.

“I’ve decided. You’re going to be my slave. I’m firm and strict, and I’ll expect complete obedience and I won’t tolerate anything less than full compliance with my rules”.

“I truly hope that is understood, but if not, make no mistake, I’ll apply whatever disciplinary force required to make you understand”.

“Now, you may accept my terms by kneeling and kissing my boots”. “Well? I’m waiting. And I don’t like that…believe me, it’s best not to keep a woman like me waiting”.

“Oh? Ok, then show me. Yes, you said you’d kiss the ground I walk on, so do it”.

After that, we can talk about what sissies like you ought to be wearing… those old jeans and t-shirt look doesn’t fit a dainty little wimp like you, not at all Masculine. You’d be much better off in a cute girly outfit like mine”.

“While you’re down there, you can tell me all about how you agree with me”. “Be glad I am not having you polish the leather with your tongue”.

“Haha, sissy”.

I did not look around, not caring who might be there, might see me, I went down to one knee the pointed toe at my lips, the 5-inch stiletto heel, in view.

That’s it… good boy, let’s go back to my place. As we walked we looked in windows of chic Newbury street shops, she ogled the wares like a goddess would do, as we mounted her steps, she said, “when we are inside, you are to undress, on the spare room bed are the clothes I want you to put on, while you do that, I’ll prepare myself and the bed, so you can go straight between my thighs and get me off, I’ve been wanting an orgasm all day”.

“Amy, there’s only girls stuff in here, what should I wear”?

“From now on that’s Mistress Amy or Goddess, remember your place, slave”! “Wear something you think looks good, your going to be eating my pussy tonight, not getting laid”.

“Yes Goddess”! I chose the sheer, strappy nightie, fur trimmed and slipped it on. Into her bedroom Goddess had change to a micro skirt, a top, and gartered stockings, on her raised feet was a 2 piece, clear plastic chastity cage.

“You will wear this whenever you are here, I know you can’t wear it home to your wife but here as my slave, you will, now one last cum for Mistress, stroke yourself, you have 1 minute to get off on my stocking soles, or you’ll be locked up without release”. “Good Boy” as your hot seed hit her soles, you standing in a nightie in your Mistresses condominium. “Now put on the cage and lock it in place”.

“Once done with that lick your cream off my feet and stockings, oh don’t you look cute in that pretty white nightie, Lick”! Then we will have an hour or more of you worshipping Goddesses pussy”. “Your goal is to give me three orgasms tonight, got it”?

“Yes Goddess” was the reply you gave. You were happy to be in her presence and not at all unhappy that she was feminizing you, question was, how did she know”?

Betas like me are used to being ridiculed and having women laugh in our faces. The more discomfort, shame and humiliation they see, the harder they’ll laugh, and deeper you’ll fall under her spell. Within an instant, you’ll be begging to submit to her, dreaming that she’ll let you be her slave.

She will be your Goddess and make it happen.

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