Goddess Anna

I noticed that her tone had shifted slightly, away from the informative one she’d been using to tell me the dos and don’ts of life in the City but to one more serious- more dominant. She instructed me to pick up my things and follow after her.

Following nervously behind, Anna led me up the steps to her house, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. I had travelled all the way to this way to meet her, the woman whom had become my Goddess. Now, as we stood at her doorstep, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of anticipation wash over me.

Anna, radiating confidence and authority, unlocked the door and turned to me with a knowing smile. Her presence commanded attention, and her elegant attire emphasized her power and femininity. She stepped aside, gesturing for me to enter.

As I crossed the threshold, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of submission and vulnerability. The atmosphere inside the house was subtly different, with dim lighting casting shadows that created an aura of mystique and anticipation. Anna closed the door behind us, her eyes locked onto mine, silently conveying the weight of our dynamic. She spoke in a firm yet caring tone, her words laced with authority,

“Welcome, Ethan. You are entering my domain. Here, more than anywhere, you will surrender yourself to my control.”

My breath caught in my throat; my gaze unwavering as I acknowledged Anna’s words. I knew this moment marked a significant turning point in our relationship, where our online exchanges would be translated into tangible experiences.

She guided me through the house, leading me with a gentle touch and assertive presence. The rooms we passed were tastefully decorated, with subtle hints of her life everywhere, not just as a Domme but also the funny, talented girl I’d spent so long getting to know. The atmosphere was a delicate balance between sensuality and control.

Finally, we reached a room that she indicated would serve as our private sanctuary. The space was adorned with luxurious textures and carefully curated elements that symbolized Anna’s dominance. Restraints, paddles and a multitude of other toys and implements that could make their target scream in pain or moan in pleasure hung neatly on display, a physical reminder of the power dynamic that awaited me.

Anna turned to me; her eyes gleaming with eagerness.

“This is where our journey truly begins,” she said, her voice tender but no less authoritative, “You can see the world I live in; men live under a bootheel out of subjugation rather than true submission. I could have as many slaves as I wanted in here with no choice but to endure my teasing and my cruelty, but it’s lacking something. Choice. This is why I sought you out, I don’t just want some mewling boy cow towing to my every command because he has to- I want you to do it because you want to. Because what you truly want is to make me happy as your Goddess.

A surge of emotions washed over me. It was the first time she had begun to address the true purpose of my visit. Not just for a first meeting and a week of fun, but for us both to see if this is what we wanted. If, by the time it was over, I was ready to return home, then I could. But if I really wanted to- if as we both hoped I found my place here- she could have my enslavement to her made permanent.

Whether the following week I chose to leave or remain, right now I was lost in a haze of desire and submission; this was the moment I had longed for and could tell it had been particularly vulnerable for her. To surrender to Anna’s control completely would be a step into the unknown for us both. As I looked into her eyes, I found solace and excitement in the trust we had built.

“It won’t be easy,” she continued “you know enough about me by now to realise I am not an easy Goddess, there will be suffering and plenty of times to come where you wonder if it was the right choice- but ultimately I can promise it won’t be a decision you’ll regret.”

With a nod of acknowledgment, I sank to my knees as I had longed to do since I first laid eyes and whispered, “Yes, Goddess Anna.”

Chapter Two

Having declared my readiness, Goddess Anna quickly took control once more and ordered me to the centre of the room which was suffused with an intoxicating mix of anticipation and desire. My eyes wandered across the carefully arranged implements adorning the walls—a visual representation of the power dynamics at play, and the possibilities that lay before

She approached me with purposeful steps, a potent blend of power and desire practically radiating from her and locked her eyes onto mine. With a delicate touch, she traced her finger along my jawline, sending an electric shiver through every inch my body.

Her voice, a velvety whisper, danced through the air. “Ethan,” she purred, “you stand here, in the heart of my domain. You have willingly and freely taken your first steps into my world, surrendering to my control. This may very well have been one of the last decisions you make; from now until the end of this time we have together you will obey and serve me faithfully. When it’s over you will have one more choice. You know the one.”

My heart raced with a heady mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Anna, her gaze unwavering, continued, “Today, we explore the boundaries of pleasure and surrender.

With a subtle nod of approval, Anna motioned for me to undress. The act of shedding my clothes, layer by layer, felt symbolic—a metaphorical stripping away of my inhibitions and barriers. In the subdued lighting of the room, Anna’s gaze moved over my exposed form, her eyes drinking in the sight of my bared vulnerability as my breathing began to steadily increase. She approached me, her touch gentle yet laden with authority. With a fingertip tracing circles along my skin, she elicited goosebumps and an ache that pulsed through my veins.

Drawing a deep breath, Anna reached for an instrument of desire—a soft, supple flogger. As she held it before me, she explained its purpose, the sensual caress and sharp sting it could deliver. She demonstrated its potential, the flick of her wrist creating a gentle swish through the air, teasing my senses with its mere presence.

With a confident smile, Anna took a step back, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Ethan, my sweet slave, are you ready to embark on this journey with me? To explore the intricate dance of pleasure and pain, trust and surrender?”

My voice quivered with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. “Yes, Goddess Anna. I’m ready.”

With a glimmer in her eyes, Anna stepped closer, her hand holding the flogger poised in mid-air. The anticipation thickened, electrifying the space between us. She swung the flogger, its soft tendrils grazing my skin, teasing the surface with a gentle caress. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, awakening a hunger for more.

Anna’s commands became the soundtrack to our dance. She instructed me to assume various positions- kneeling, standing, or bending over- that I was not allowed to move from, offering myself to her control and each position exposing new areas she wanted to reach so every inch of my body would feel her.

The strokes of the flogger increased in intensity, echoing the rising tempo of the moment, she would alternate between gentle flicks that teased my senses and more pronounced strikes that would make me cry out. My balls seemed to be a favourite target of her game, it had been more than a month now since my last release from chastity and their blueness had returned. She would run the soft leather over them that almost tickled, before bringing the flogger down hard to make me yelp. Worst of all was the long trail of precum now leaking onto the floor beneath me- there was no hiding how much I was enjoying it.

As she continued Anna’s touch remained both commanding and compassionate; her hands would caress and soothe, tracing the contours of my body, marking a delicate balance between pleasure and pain. When I was unable to hold still any longer, I was beckoned over to wall where stood a large metal frame and instructed to stand within it facing outwards. From somewhere nearby she produced two pairs of leather cuffs and fastened them expertly onto my wrists and ankles, padlocked them and connected them to the chains that ran along the frame, then began to turn a winch that pulled them taut, leaving me helpless and feeling even more exposed.

“Are you stuck there my sweet slave? Try and get out- really do try.” Goddess taunted.

Straining against the cuffs and the frame I put everything I had into breaking free from my bondage but it held tight- not even a creaking sound. I truly was helpless- which I now realised was exactly the conclusion she had wanted me to reach.

“Well then, now that’s out of the way I think it’s time for some real fun, don’t you? Oh, there’s no need to talk for this next part, in fact…” she stepped through the frame and disappeared behind me, then I felt her reach in front of my face and start forcing a large red ball gag between my teeth which was also the buckled and padlocked- I really hoped she was keeping track of all these keys…

“There that’s much better. I can do anything I want and you can’t even complain! You’ve been such a good boy today though; I think you’ve earned a reward, don’t you?” she looped a finger around the silver chain necklace she was wearing and pulled the pendant dangling from the end out from her t-shirt- only it wasn’t a pendant, I recognized it immediately as the key to my chastity cage! The one I’d sent her a long time ago when my training had just begun; I’d kept hold of the other one as instructed in case of emergencies, but with it secure inside a lockbox only she knew the code to.