Lisa was led down many corridors and through several halls until her and her escorts arrived at their apparentl destination. This place is a maze Lisa thought to herself. They stood before two giant and grand doors. The two strong men pushed a door open each into a room of darkness. Not wanting to appear weak Lisa strode in confidently. Instead of following the men closed the doors behind her and she was plunged into darkness.
“Shit” she said to herself “Now what?”
All of a sudden candles in the room began lighting themselves until Lisa found herself in a large room truly fit for a Godess. The bed was big enough for an orgy Lisa thought wickedly before catching herself on the foreign idea.
On both sides of the bed against the wall was a door. She opened the nearest one to find an opulent bathroom. The floor and walls were marble and at the back of the room was a large and luxurious bathtub.
“Oh I could use a wash, those brutes weren’t gentle or clean when they took me” Lisa said as she drew the bath. “It couldn’t hurt to take my time” she mused while taking off her dirty and torn clothing.
She stood before the floor to ceiling mirror fully naked. She made a playfully accurate pose as Lilith in the mirror “After all I am the Goddess” she said in her best dominant voice as she stared cold eyed at her reflection before breaking and laughing at herself. “Yeah right, me a Goddess?!” She laughed again as she slipped slowly into the warm water of the tub.
“Hmmm my tits are looking great today” she said as she lathered them with soap. “ohhhhh and extra sensitive too mmmmm” she lightly moaned as her newly manicured fingers made circles instinctively around her rock hard nipples.
“Mmmmm I wonder if this is what Lilith did while bathing. No I bet she would of had people to do it for her. I can see it now ‘you slave caress my nipples and make them hard… not with your fingers… with your tongue’” a sly grin crossed over her face as the wicked images played out in her mind. She closed her eyes and pictured herself as the Lilith.
“Mmmmm you want to please your Godess don’t you slave” Lisa said aloud with a new found callousness to her voice. She was picturing one of the strong men who led her here as the slave pleasuring her. The slave nodded obediently.
“Then prove it. Show me how much you are devoted to me.” In her mind the slave slowly moved his tongue from her nipple down towards her pussy. In reality it was her own hand doing the work but she was lost in the famtasy.
The slave reached the edge of her clit and even though she was controlling the roleplay in her mind, Lisa held back. The slave looked at her awaiting approval. She was fully in control and it was making her wet. She nodded her approval and the slave immediately started to dive into her drenched clit.
Her hand was clinging on tight to the slaves hair directing his tongue around her perfect pussy. “Oh thats it’s make your Godess cum, you will be rewarded for doing so.” Back in reality she was plunging her fingers deep inside herself, exploring parts of her body she had been to shy to before. She was verging on having the best orgasm of her life.
“Yessss oh fuck yes. Make me feel your complete devotion to your Godess. Please your Godess. I deserve all of this power and worship, I am the beautiful, the powerful….. Ohhhhhhhhhh… Goddess Lisa!”. A huge cascade of pleasure engulfed Lisa as she screamed out her own name in the echoing bathroom. She held her hair and let out soft moans as she experienced the after shock orgasms in waves.
“Ohhhhhhh fuck I haven’t cum like that since…. Fuck I’ve never cum like that.” Lisa said slowly regaining her composure. She got out of the bath and and once again found herself looking at her reflection in the mirror. This time her body had a sexy wet sheen to it and she couldn’t help notice what a knock out she was.
“Mmmmm maybe it’s not so wild to think I could pass as a Godess” she purred. “I am obviously sexy enough.” She stared at her reflection vainly for a couple of minutes, admiring her every curve, soon realising that she was in fact Lilith material, if not better. She couldn’t help but play with herself again. She didn’t notice that her tits were fuller, her body slimmer or her pussy tighter. It was as if it was like that all along. However she snapped back to reality when she realised her clothes were missing.
“Shit I can’t escape from this place naked” she said to herself quickly thinking of something. Leaving the bathroom she walked over to the door on the opposite side of the bed. “If that door was the bathroom then this one must be-” she open the door and a fiendish smile crept across her face “-the closet”
To be continued
I’ve had some interest lately from people asking for a follow up to one of my early stories so I am reblogging part 2 and if it gets a total of 100 notes I’ll write the follow up.
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