Goddess Jennie [MF] [Fdom]

“Oh, god, Jennie, I’m so sorry.” It was late Saturday morning after my night with Rachel. I’d had ideas of waiting for the right time to tell her, but as soon as I’d gotten home I’d broken down. It looked like Taylor was gone, but Jennie was still in the t-shirt and panties that she slept in. She met me in the living room when I came into our apartment, but she seemed to be still waking up. I was on my knees trying to choke out an apology.

“What are you talking about, Rob?” Jennie asked.

“Rachel came home to her apartment last night, and I ended up sleeping with her. I’m so sorry…” I managed to say.

“Wait, you’re telling me you fucked that little slut?” Jennie sounded shocked and was starting to get angry.

“Yes, but…” I started.

“Be quiet.” Jennie interrupted me. She was silent for what seemed like a long time. “The next time I let you speak, you’ll address me as goddess. Right now, I want you to get your clothes off, go to the bedroom, and get on your hands and knees on the bed. Do you understand?”

“Yes, goddess.” I answered meekly and did as I was told.

Jennie followed me into the bedroom and I could hear her opening and closing drawers on the dresser. She took out a spreader bar and cuffed my ankles to it. Then she attached bondage cuffs to my wrists, clipped them to each other and then to the bed’s headboard. We had never really used much bondage gear before, but I knew she and Taylor had been trying some of this out. I was now bound and facing the wall on my knees and elbows with my ass up in the air. I couldn’t see behind me, but I could hear Jennie getting more toys out. I felt her squeeze some lube onto my asshole, then slide in a butt plug. Next, she walked around to the side of the bed and laid a riding crop and her large black strap-on on the bed where I could see them.

“I need to get a shower and wake up,” she told me. “I’ll be back in a little while. Don’t go anywhere,” she smiled at me. It wasn’t the kind of smile that I like to see on her pretty face. I waited for her, unable to move, feeling the plug in my ass.

I heard Jennie moving in the bathroom, the shower running, and, eventually, the sound of her getting out clothes and dressing. I could get a glimpse of her from time to time, but I couldn’t really see much. Finally, she walked back to the side of bed. She was in my favorite dress of hers, a short little black dress that always drives me crazy. She had fixed her hair and put on a little makeup. She wasn’t wearing shoes, but she had put on sexy black thigh high stockings that went with the dress. It looked like she wanted to show me what I was missing.

Jennie put one foot up on the bed and lifted her dress to show me that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth, just like always. She spread her lips a little, and I could see her pink lips and her pale skin.

“Do you still like pussy?” She asked me.

“Yes, goddess,” I answered.

“Or do you wish I had a real cock, like Rachel?” She asked.

“I love you the way you are, goddess.” I answered, on the verge of tears.

“I do have this nice, big, black cock,” she said, running a finger along her strap-on, which was still lying on the bed. She stepped into the harness and adjusted it. “We’ll use it later, after you’ve told me about your night.”

Jennie picked up the riding crop and walked partway behind me so that I could barely see her. I could feel her running the flat of the crop along the backs of my thighs, along my ass, and against my balls.

“Was Rachel there when you got to her apartment?” Jennie asked.

“No, goddess.”

“What were you doing when she got there?” she asked me.

“I was stroking my cock, goddess, but I covered up as soon as I heard her,” I started to explain.

“Quiet.” She told me. “I remember that I gave you permission to make your self cum. I also know I didn’t give you permission to fuck that little boy.” She paused. “What happened next?”

“Rachel got undressed to shower. I … I kissed her…” Smack. I felt the crop come down hard on my ass with a sting and I stopped talking.

“So you got excited when you saw her and you kissed her. What happened next?”

“She helped me get undressed.” Smack. I felt the crop on my ass again and I stopped.

“Keep going.” Jennie prompted me.

“I laid down on the couch and she sucked my cock.” Smack, on the back of my thighs.

“Rachel does love cocks. Did she suck your balls, too?” Jennie ran the crop slowly along my balls.

“Yes, goddess.” Smack. Smack. She slapped my balls a couple of times with the crop, not as hard as she’d been hitting my ass, but hard enough to make me jump.

“Did you cum in her mouth?”

“Yes, goddess.” Smack. On my ass again this time, and harder.

“What next?” Jennie asked.

“We switched positions so that I could suck her cock.” Smack, on my ass again. “She said she wanted me to be inside her when she came, so I fucked her ass while she laid on her back and stroked herself.” Smack. Smack. Smack, I felt the crop on my ass.

“Keep going. What else?” Jennie encouraged me.

“I came in her ass and she came on our stomachs. Then I licked my cum out of her ass. Then we showered and went to sleep.” I confessed. Smack, Smack, Smack, she brought the crop down hard on my ass again and again.

“I see.” Jennie said, and paused for a few minutes. She put the crop back down on the bed beside me, my ass, legs, and balls still stinging from her blows. She slid the plug out of my ass.

“Here,” she said. “Hold the plug in your mouth while I tell you what we’re going to do. At least you can taste your own ass now, even if you can’t taste hers again.”

I opened my mouth to accept the plug from her hand, and Jennie climbed onto the bed behind me. My ass was already stretched open from the plug, and her strap-on slid inside me easily. She fucked my ass slowly but steadily, moving in and out as she spoke to me.

“I can already see you’re enjoying this a little too much. Your punishment will be later. Remember, you cum when I want you to cum, and we’re done when I’m finished with you.” Jennie told me. She reached underneath me and put her right hand on my cock while she held her strap-on in my ass. She stroked my cock quickly and roughly, faster and faster until I came into her left hand. Keeping her strap-on inside me, she reached up to my face and smeared my cum all over my lips and cheeks while I kept holding the plug in my mouth. “Here, you can taste your cum, just like you licked it out of Rachel’s ass.”

After smearing my cum on my face, she went back to fucking my ass, slowly in and out while she told me what would happen next.

“From now on, I will be your goddess. And, for the rest of the weekend, you will be my dog. You will crawl on the floor, you will eat and drink from a bowl, you will sit and stay on my command. You will need my permission to speak, you will need my permission to eat, you will need my permission to use the toilet.”

“Hmm, how will you ask permission if you can’t speak?” Jennie continued, thinking out loud, and still slowly fucking my ass. “Ok, if you need to speak to me, you can bark, and I’ll tell you if you can ask me something. Let’s hear you bark now, puppy,” and she took the butt plug out of my mouth.

“Woof!” I tried my best impression of a dog, only to hear Jennie laughing while she put the plug back into my mouth for me to suck on some more.

“Oh, Rob, that’s the least convincing bark I’ve ever heard!” she laughed again. “Well, it will have to do.”

She continued to fuck my ass without speaking for a few minutes, then continued. “I know Rachel fucks Tom whenever I don’t need him. It’s almost cute that she wants to fuck you too. If you had asked for permission, I might have been ok with it. Maybe if you’re a good boy and ask nicely someday I’ll let you fuck her again.”

Jennie pulled out of my ass, climbed down from the bed and took off the harness and strap-on. I saw her get out a blanket, start folding it, and carry it into the living room. When she returned, she removed the restraints from my ankles and wrists and removed the plug from my mouth.

“Follow me into the living room, puppy.” She told me. “Remember to stay on your hands and knees,” she smiled.

When we reached the living room I saw she had folded the blanket to cover about a four foot by six foot space next to the wall.

“I have to go out to do some shopping,” Jennie explained. “While I’m gone, I want you to stay on your blanket.” Jennie paused for a minute, then went to the kitchen and brought back a bottle of water.

“I don’t want you to get too thirsty, so drink this while I’m gone. We don’t have a water bowl for you yet, so you can use your hands. Remember to stay on the blanket. Do you understand?”

I looked at her, unsure how to respond.

She looked a little impatient, and told me. “Puppy, you can use words if I ask you a direct question. Do you understand what you’re supposed to do?”

“Yes, goddess.” I answered.

“Good,” she said. Jennie put on her shoes, grabbed her purse, turned off the light and left.

I waited on my blanket, naked in the dark. My ass still stinging and sore from her crop and her strap-on, and I wondered when she would come back.

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