1. The Gauntlet Ch. 09


    Date: 4/2/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: bymadelinemasoch 

    Chapter Nine

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Mikhaila

Oh, how all the haughty people outside those walls I was confined in would have had their tongues tied swollen by what hadactually occurred there. It made no consequence for me what any of them would have said; I was in the dark den of lust, and now possessed the resolve to reach its end. I turned the doorknob and advanced onto the next stage.

My next Goddess sat in the dead center of the room, her back turned to me as I entered. All I saw was a sheet of jet black curls wreathed over the back of the ivory throne she sat upon. The floor and walls were white, but big black imagery surrounded her. Models of masculinity, all of them naked, black, and imposing, striking poses all across her walls in posters. Immediately I felt dwarfed by them.

Anxiety consumed me as I moved, my nerves twitching beneath my skin. I watched all these beautiful black men, standing naked on the wall, their strong ebony rods of power erect and upright, ten times thicker and longer than my own little one. I had no idea what this next beauty had planned for me, but I remained stalwart in my weakness for her--for them all.

I circled around on my feet, but she instantly ordered me to my knees with a snap of her fingers and a quiet, sensual command, "Down, slave."

Her arms outstretched across the rests of her throne, sharp like tusks. She already looked amused by my feminized appearance, a small grin bubbling up upon her bubbly face.

Something cruel was on the ...
    ... tip of her tongue to say, though she was even more pleased by my weakness in obedience, as soon as my knees hit the floor with a resounding thud. She was beautiful; black curls for hair, long as tendrils, a face as cute as a teddy bear, eyes ice blue with pointy lashes surrounding them. Her nose was double-studded in silver. Best of all, her round and massive tits were covered with a white shirt, tucked in at its hems to her blue leggings to conceal her true thickness, which I could see her large, pierced nipples through. I was enraptured in the image of her, spellbound, fallen into weakness for her sake.

I felt I already knew just what this Goddess was all about, without even yet knowing her name. She shared the tastes of Goddess Kendra from the fourth stage, but even more beautiful, in every way. As I stared into her great thickness, I imagined it all sweaty and bare for me, and my little dick began to grow hard in Goddess Maddie's black jeans again, just a little bit.

"Good. You may address me as Goddess Mikhaila," she said.

"Yes, Goddess Mikhaila," I replied in turn.

"You've made it this far," she continued. "Now, what am I gonna do with your pathetic little ass?" she happily said, pure and without malice. A bright but icy grin rose upon her pink lips.

I trembled as she unsheathed a golden scepter from beside her ivory throne, intimidated by the pain that may have befallen me, in spite of my prior victories. Within her I felt something far more dangerous, ...
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