in-her-service: inherent-demons: mynorg: CandidHow my Wife Became my Goddess I sit reverently befo
in-her-service: inherent-demons: mynorg: Candid How my Wife Became my Goddess I sit reverently before my Wife, supporting Her ankle with my knee as I expertly massage Her foot, gently rubbing coconut lotion into the buttery soft skin of Her soles while i suck and lick her toes. I am nude, as I always am in Her presence, my posture respectful: back straight, legs spread widely, penis fully erect and bobbing with every heartbeat. She gently prods my smoothly-waxed balls with Her other foot, and strokes up my hairless shaft to play Her toes gently over my cockhead. I moan softly into her sole, but continue to worship Her other foot while She milks my precum onto Her toes. I wasn’t always a slave to my beautiful Goddess Wife. She had to demonstrate that Women are superior to males. She brought me under her control, trained me how to worship Her properly and taught me that my purpose as a male is to be owned by Her. My fate–which I happily accept–is to obey Her, satisfy Her desires, and to serve Her always. I understand now that I can only be fulfilled as a male as Her property: enslaved by a beautiful, loving Woman. Three months ago… “Why do you love my feet?” “Because they are beautiful: beautifully curved, soft and perfectly shaped, cute and sexy and very feminine. And they’re attached to you.” “So are my hands, but you’re not turned on by them as much, are you?” “No…though you know how much I love your touch, of course.” “Of course. Not the same thing though. What do you like to do with my feet?” “Everything. You know…” “I want you to tell me. Say it out loud to me.” “I like to massage your feet. I like touching them with my body. “I like it when you rest your feet on me, like a footstool, or something…” “Uh-hmm, go on.” “Uh…I love it when I’m licking your pussy and you put your feet on my back or on my thighs. When we’re in bed and you stroke my feet with yours–top to sole, sole to top. I like it when you tease me by sliding my cock between both feet…like now…Or when you tap my balls with your foot and roll them around under your toes…uh…like that…” “Ooh, you’re turning me on! What else? Go on, tell me everything.” “I like to kiss your feet, to run my lips over them. I like licking the length of your sole, licking you feet all over. Sucking your toes into my mouth, running my tongue between your toes…” “And are you happy that I let you do all that? That I let you pleasure my feet?” “Oh yeah! I love that you’re into foot w…pleasure!” “Pleasure? That’s not what you were going to say. Say it. Feel my feet sliding up your cock and say it out loud to me.” “I’m…glad that you let me…worship…your feet.” “That’s right, you’re thankful that I let you WORSHIP…my feet. But again, why? Why do you love to WORSHIP my feet? Why not my hands, or my knees, or even my breasts for that matter?” “But I do! I mean…I love your breasts! I’m always playing with your nipples and suckling your breasts! And your pussy, you know I absolutely adore licking your pussy!” “Yes, you love to play with my breasts, and I’ll grant you that you love to WORSHIP my pussy…but those are obvious erogenous zones. Why…my feet?” “I…I don’t…I guess I don’t know, they just turn me on.” “Oh, I think you DO know, you’re just afraid to tell me.” “Why…why would I…be afraid…to…to tell you?” “Because it would reveal something about yourself that you want to keep hidden from me. Perhaps even from yourself. Something that you think will change us, or harm our marriage. And yes, it WILL change us, but it won’t HARM us. It’ll be all good. Do you understand?” “I don’t know…I’m not sure…” “But I’M sure, and you trust me, don’t you? Look into my eyes and get those pants down, let me see your penis. Now, feel your balls under my toes…I could hurt you easily, but you trust me not to, don’t you?” “Yes. Yes, I trust you.” “Okay. Then I want you to tell me the truth. NOW. ‘I love to worship your feet because….’” “I love to worship your feet because…I…feel like I…should…worship YOU. You are so beautiful, and I love you so much, Honey, I’m so thankful to be with you, and I…I feel…that…that you’re superior to me, and…and your feet are the lowest part of your body, so that’s where I belong: under your feet. I should beg you to be allowed to kiss them. I should be on my knees before you, or bowing down to you begging to lick the soles of your feet to show my adoration for you. I should beg to worship you as my Goddess…” “Well, that all came out at once didn’t it? Don’t you feel better, now that you are being honest with me?” “Yes…but…but I’m afraid…afraid of how you see me now.” “Oh…don’t you think I knew all that already? I know how you treat me, how you’re always putting me before yourself, how you always defer to me. And in bed, you’re always much more concerned about my orgasms than your own. How many nights have have you given me thunderous orgasms with your mouth until I’m exhausted and we’ve gone to sleep with your erection throbbing between my legs or nestled in the crack of my ass? That’s the behavior of a man who truly adores his wife. And now you’ve just admitted to me that you want to worship me, to kneel at my feet and treat me like a goddess; like Your Goddess…what woman wouldn’t be proud of her male for that strength, to give up all control to his wife? To give me control of your pleasure?” “You knew…? You already knew how i felt?” “Of course, darling, I AM a superior woman after all.” “Yes…you are…superior. Well…what now? What do we do now?” “We’ll continue just as before, only now it will be out in the open. You will be my loving, adoring husband, and I will be your loving Goddess Wife. Only now you can truly worship me: You can be naked in the house all the time, and you’ll greet me by bowing and kissing my feet. When I read or watch TV, I’ll sit on the couch and you’ll be naked on the floor worshiping my feet. In fact, you’ll spend much more time kissing and licking my feet, because I truly enjoy watching you do that. Your life will be dedicated to pleasing me; you’ll spend hours kissing, licking and massaging my entire body, and every night you’ll worship at my pussy, lick my asshole and suck my toes. “I’ll make the decisions for us, and you’ll abide by my choices. When I tell you to do something, you’ll obey me. In other words, it won’t really be much different from the way it is now. Except more pleasure for me, and more nudity and foot worship for you!” “I don’t know what to say, it all sounds so…fulfilling.” “Oh, it will be fulfilling, darling. And as for sex, it won’t be that different, but it’ll be so much better, now that I openly control you. There won’t be any of that uncertainty, you’ll just do as I say. My pleasure comes first, and you’ll satisfy me any way I want, and if I feel like you’ve earned an orgasm, I’ll let you know. You must never cum without my permission, or masturbate without my supervision. You should be totally sexually dependent upon your Goddess. Sometimes I may need to milk you if it’s been awhile since your last cum (and I don’t want to grant you an orgasm), but that’s been something I’ve wanted to try on you for a while anyway.” “Milk me? What does that–” “It just means I massage your prostate so you empty your balls without an orgasm. There’s so many things you can do to a male’s mind using his orgasm and I want to try them all on you! It’ll be so much fun! And sometimes…oh, sometimes I may be cruel to you, not because I don’t love you, just the opposite! I mean sometimes you’ll need to bepunished and I’ll spank you or whip you, but sometimes I might just want to whip you because I can, because your devotion lets me do that to you.” “This is all overwhelming…I had no idea…please, Honey, I’m not sure–” “Shhh…don’t worry now, it will all be wonderful, you’ll see. This is what’s meant to be. You’re a submissive male and you need to submit to a Woman. You need a Woman to control you and allow you to worship her as a Goddess. That’s me, I am your Goddess, and you WILL worship me and serve me with utter devotion. Because I am a superior woman, and you are a male. “Now that that’s settled we can move forward with our life together. Strip off your clothes and put them in the hamper, I want you to be nude from now on. Good boy…that’s good. Don’t you feel better, being nude in front of me? Of course your do, look at your penis, so stiff and hard and wet with pre-cum.. I like that, you must try to be erect around me at all times. “It’s time, darling, time for you to worship my feet as a true slave to me; I want you to bow to me–spread your legs wide and put your ass in the air–yes, just like that. Now, beg me to let you kiss my feet.” “…Please…Goddess…may I please be allowed to kiss your feet? I need…to do that…so much right now. My head is swimming, but I feel if I could just worship your feet it would all be clear. Please let me lick your feet.” “Oh that’s so adorable, slave, you beg so sweetly. Of course you may worship me; it’s so delightful to have my nude male on his knees licking my feet. “But…there is the small matter of your punishment first; that was the last time you’ll ever call me ‘Honey’“ I think i’m melting. That is such a sweet story. -- source link