Dressed in a black, glossy dress with matching long gloves, sheer nylons, and My favorite loafers — I take control from the very first moment.
His eyes are covered, his mind fully Mine. I tease him, stroke him in gloves, spit in his mouth, let him feel the weight of My presence, and the scent of My shoes.
He worships My body blindly… and I don’t let him *** — until I say so.
When I finally give permission, he explodes all over My loafers — desperate, ruined, completely Mine.
A slow build. A perfect climax. And nothing is left untouched.
This is what it means to surrender to your Goddess.
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