What was happening to me? Why was I obeying her so blindly? My dominant wife had just cheated on me, humiliated me, and I could still taste her lover’s semen in my mouth. Yet, all I could do was repeat “Goddess Jessica” over and over in my head.
Of course, she, who was so intelligent, far more than me, had already seen through my submissive nature. It took her no more than a few words to convert me.
- “Are you coming, my dog?”
Crawling to Serve Goddess Jessica, My Dominant Wife
Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Without realizing it, I had crawled on all fours to the office where she had already taken her seat. I looked up. Goddess Jessica was sitting on an “open” chair, staring at me.
Her buttocks were spilling over the back of the chair.
- “I have work to do, and it seems you do too.”
With her index finger, she pointed to her buttocks. I crawled toward them. Once I reached her, she extended her hand to my mouth.
- “Give me back my gift.”
- “Yes, Goddess Jessica.”
I gently opened my mouth and placed the filled condom in the palm of her hand. She examined it.
- “I’m a bit disappointed, though… I thought it would spill more easily. We’ll deal with that later.”
She placed the condom on her desk and began working, pushing her buttocks as far back as possible to give me access to her anus.
- “Come on, little dog, show me what you can do!”
Devoted Service to Goddess Jessica
I positioned myself behind her buttocks and extended my tongue. Her anus was immaculate, perfect. My tongue glided around it, traced the crease of her buttocks, and then teased her bud. I could tell she was at ease, but she didn’t speak. Focused on her work, she typed on her computer at lightning speed. For my part, I stiffened my tongue and began to gently insert it into her ass. Finally, I heard a moan.
- “Mmm, you’re doing well. I knew you’d be a formidable ass-licker!”
- “Thank you, Goddess Jessica.”
- “Too bad Tony didn’t sodomize me, don’t you think? You could have gone even deeper…”
- “Uh… yes, Goddess Jessica.”
- “Yes, what, little dog?”
- “Yes, it’s a shame Tony didn’t sodomize you…”
- “Oh, would that have really pleased you?”
- “Yes… yes, Goddess Jessica.”
- “Good boy, I’ll keep that in mind for next time if it makes you happy! You can watch me get fucked in the ass; it’ll do you a lot of good, you’ll see! Now start again, I want to feel your tongue digging into my intestines.”
Back on all fours with my tongue in her anus, I resumed my task while she returned to hers. I don’t know how long I had to work between her buttocks. My tongue went deeper and deeper. She moaned from time to time but stayed focused. She was a war machine!
Obedient Pleasures for My Dominant Wife
“On all fours to move around the house!”
Finally, she closed her laptop screen, exhausted.
- “I just have one phone call to make to my assistant. Can you fetch it, please? I left it in the bedroom.”
- “Yes, Goddess Jessica.”
As I started to stand, I remembered the posture I was required to maintain in front of my dominatrix wife. On all fours, my cock softened by this endless rimming, I made my way to the bedroom to retrieve her phone, which was lying on the bed. Then, I crawled back to the office where my dominant wife was waiting in her chair, legs spread wide, her pussy exposed, her breasts thrust toward me.
- “Come here, little dog… come celebrate with your Mistress.”
I approached her, and as she grabbed her phone, I licked her thighs, then her pussy. Then I moved up to her navel and her breasts. She grabbed me by the hair and gave me a few affectionate slaps.
- “Good dog… now suck me better than that, apply yourself! I’m making my call. You better not hurt me.”
My cock was hard again, painfully so. Nothing excited me more than sucking on her magnificent nipples, which seemed to mold perfectly to my lips. As if I were her baby, my dominant wife stroked my hair while making her call. She squeezed her breasts, urging me to try to take them fully into my mouth.
Goddess Jessica’s Frustration Unleashed
She adopted a cold tone during her call. Her assistant, Sarah, who couldn’t have been older than 25, seemed used to these untimely calls. Goddess Jessica spoke to her firmly, in a tone similar to the one she’d used with me moments before.
- “I have things to do, Sarah. You better have everything sorted by tomorrow…”
On the other end, Sarah seemed to apologize. Jessica hung up, annoyed. She pushed me away roughly with her hand. I sensed I was about to pay for her assistant’s incompetence.
- “Tell me, dog, how would you describe the life of a woman who has an incompetent assistant and a husband incapable of pleasuring himself other than by emptying his pathetic balls into my dirty underwear?”
- “I… well, maybe…”
- “Can’t you be clear for once?”
She stood up, exasperated.
- “I’m sorry for you, Goddess Jessica.”
- “That’s not enough. I’m sick of being surrounded by freaks, do you understand?”
- “Yes, Goddess Jessica.”
- “Come with me.”
Humiliation and Duty Before Goddess Jessica
She headed to the bedroom. I followed on all fours. My knees were starting to hurt from rubbing against the old hardwood floor. This day, I regretted not having it renovated sooner.
- “I’ll allow you to stand to tidy and fold my things… look at how Tony undressed me so savagely… what a brute!”
Immediately, I stood, slowly unfolding my body, which she scrutinized closely.
- “Well, you’re not hard anymore? What’s wrong?”
- “My knees were hurting, Goddess Jessica.”
- “Your knees? And what was the point of letting you lick my ass all that time, then?”
- “I… I’m sorry, Goddess Jessica.”
- “You’ll see, I’ll make you hard again… fold my things and bring me my thong, please.”
I complied. Carefully, I folded her jeans, then hung her white shirt back on a hanger. Finally, I folded her bra and brought her thong, which she grabbed firmly, standing in the middle of the bedroom.
- “On your knees!”
I knelt before her.
- “Smell it, lick it! You’re used to it, aren’t you?”
Perverse Pleasures Under Goddess Jessica’s Command
She held out the thong, pressed it under my nose, then, along my extended tongue. I immediately felt my cock swell between my legs, which my dominatrix wife didn’t fail to notice.
- “What a pervert, look at you… you go soft licking my ass but get hard sniffing my thong? Open your mouth…”
- “Yes, Goddess Jessica.”
She shoved the thong into my mouth. Its intoxicating scent filled my palate.
- “You’d love to jerk off, wouldn’t you?”
I mumbled an inaudible “yes,” my mouth full of her thong.
- “Then jerk off slowly. Soak up my juices. Don’t move, I’ll be back. And don’t you dare cum!”
She briefly left the bedroom while I continued to chew on her panties. She wasn’t wrong. My saliva mixed with the fabric seemed to draw out the juices she’d left in them during the day.
To be continued…
