Mateo drowsily lifted his head, his sleep-filled eyes flitting awake. He felt as if he had been asleep for days.
How long had he been asleep for?…
His eyes blinked, still adjusting to the velvet darkness consuming his vision. He squirmed in discomfort at the damp wooden floor beneath him. As he attempted to stretch his stiff shoulders, a jolt of terror coursed through his being. He couldn’t move his arms yet his legs were free.
He wriggled his lithe but toned body in a hapless attempt to free himself, but several lengths of soft cloth had him securely tied to a thick, wooden pillar.
Mateo struggled in vain to free himself. It had only been the previous evening that he had been fighting against the storm, his boat unable to handle the vicious current that jettisoned him out to sea. He had a foggy, hazy memory of making it shore before
losing consciousness. He felt so hungry, so tired and so very desperate.
He slumped his shoulders in defeat, only to gently cock his head at the clicking of footsteps down a flight of stairs. His entire body tensed in anticipation.
He could hear the jangling of keys as someone unlocked the door and slowly pushed it open. Blinding darkness was replaced with a wash of natural light, revealing the musty cellar. But his attention was fixed on the figure standing in the doorway.
A dark outline of a woman sauntered slowly towards him. Mateo’s pulse quickened, his muscled tensed, and yet… his pants felt a bit tighter.
She towered over his bound, helpless body at over seven feet tall. Suede boots clung to a perfect combination of muscular tone and curves, her thick, rippling thighs supporting her luscious hips. Her surprisingly delicate yet strong hands rested at her narrow waist. Her breasts overflowed from her armored corset. Loose ebony curls rested upon her shoulders. She wore a headstrong smirk on her face. Gazing down upon her captive, the Amazon Goddess cooed at him.
“Mmm, good. You’re alive.”
Mateo’s chest was heaving and his heart was leaping through his ribcage. He desperately tried to speak but only managed to stammer
“W- wha- wha-at are you going…? What are you going t- to do with me?”
She lifted her skirt up and knelt down, tipping her captive’s head back. She began to grind on his face, slicking his mouth with her juices. He opened his mouth to protest but she grabbed him by his hair and pushed his mouth closer.
“Pleasure your new Goddess,” she coolly commanded. He tried to protest, but the vibrations of his voice and the movement of his tongue only gave the Amazon Goddess exactly what she wanted. She sighed in pleasure, grinding her hips rhythmically.
“Ahhh, that’s it. Mmm, now suck on it.”
He whimpered in protest but did as was commanded of him. Trapped between her strong thighs, he licked at her throbbing pussy reluctantly.
“More,” she commanded sternly. “Show me how a Goddess should be pleasured.”
Whimpering again, he complied, doing his best to show some enthusiasm. In spite of himself, he could feel his pants become uncomfortably tight as his cock continued to stiffen. He knew that he should want to be free. He did want to be free, didn’t he?
His Goddess was beginning to tremble. “Mmf, that’s it, my boy. Faster, yes! Pleasure your Goddess.” She wailed and shuddered before soaking his face, gushing into his mouth.
She stood up, again towering over her captive. She looked down at the twitching bulge in his pants, begging to be released. She knelt back down and unfastened his trousers. She straddled him, her thick thighs gently squeezing against his own.
“Do you want to serve your Goddess?” she cooed in his ear, her breasts pressing against him.
“Yes, Goddess,” he breathlessly gasped. She rested her hands on his shoulders and teased his cock, stroking it up and down by grinding her hips back and forth along the length of his shaft. She could feel him pulsing and throbbing. The head was becoming wet as she rested the opening of her slit on it, circling her hips, teasing and torturing him.
Once reluctant, Mateo wanted to please his Goddess more than anything. He tried to thrust into her, struggling while her thighs pinned her down.
“Ahah, I decide when.”
He whimpered, this time because he was so desperate to please and serve.
“Do you promise to serve your Goddess?” she asked, pressing against the head of Mateo’s eager cock.
“Mhm, yes Goddess.”
“You’ll do whatever your Goddess asks of you?” She pressed harder, not daring to let him slide in before he was ready.
“Oh, yes, Goddess. I’ll do anything you ask of me. Anything. Just so long as I get to serve my Goddess.”
“Good.” She swiftly lowered her hips and he immediately filled her with his cock. She began to ride him, whispering into his ear
“My tribe has been in search of a man who will serve us, one we can use to breed.” Her hips rose and fell with a passion. Mateo shuddered in ecstasy with each damp slap, slap slap he heard in his lap.
“You will be my tribe’s slave. Your existence will revolve around keeping us filled with your seed at our request. You will always be ready to serve your Goddesses.”
Mateo was close. He could feel himself ready to blow inside his Goddess.
“Cum for me, slave. Cum inside your beautiful, powerful Goddess. And when you cum, tell me that you will serve.”
Mateo shuddered, trembled and finally said
“Yes, Goddess. I will serve you and your entire tribe.”
And with that, he exploded inside her. His Goddess trembled and reached her climax with him before relaxing and draping herself over his trembling body.
“Mmm, good slave.” Mateo’s Goddess cradled his face in her hands.
“I think it’s time you met the others. You’re going to make a fine slave for breeding, I know it.”
With that, she untied Mateo and led him up the stairs, up to his new life as a slave.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6bl8y3/the_amazon_goddess_fm