Goddess let the comment drop so casually i didn’t comprehend. Filled with the endorphin rush of having spent the last hour and a half orally pleasuring Her to a fourth then fifth shattering orgasm, Her scent coated my fingers and Her taste lingered on my sticky tongue, it took a moment for me to register the comment.
i looked up over Her mind bending curves to Her soft, sensuous lips as She casually ran Her fingers through my hair.
i must have given Her a quizzical look so She continued,
“Really? No?”
“Well, you remember that first time I brought you around to meet The Girls (by ‘The Girls’ She of course meant virtually the entire Coven at that time).
“Well, you caused quite the stir in Our little group.”
“Oh don’t act so surprised boy, you in your form fitting t-shirt and jeans, all hard muscles with that tight ass, and tanned all over”
“oh and those shimmering blue eyes of yours, oh wow!”
She pressed my face against Her sticky sex again, i parted my lips and released my eager tongue, prying Her open, and pressing against the upper surface of Her soaking hot pussy.
She moaned, then regaining some composure continued.
“I don’t think there was a dry pussy in the room when they caught sight of you”
Goddess giggled at the memory and gasped as my tongue swirled around Her swollen clit, slicking it with the wetness of Her own excitement.
“Th...there was lots of talk about you among The Girls after that. Virtually Everyone wanted to either fuck you or have you down on your hand and knees licking Their boots, or both.”
i pulled my mouth back to listen carefully.
“Before that time The Girls of course had been steadily parading Their latest playthings through the Group but We’d made a decision around that time to start keeping some the best boy-toys around on a longer term basis. you know, to put some of that muscle and testosterone to work for the betterment of Womankind.”
“We’d talked a lot about that before developing Our ideas and philosophies and putting them into practice as “The Coven”.
“And when We found you, well, with your shy demeanor, rock hard body and, did I mention those blue blue blue eyes of yours well. We weren’t going to let you get away.”
“There was lots of talk about you, every inch of you if you catch my drift. Everyone wanted to see what you were packing in your pants.”
Goddess smiled, “We nearly had a full on cat-fight over Who was going to be the one to capture and leash you.”
“One thing Everyone was sure of though was that They could have you if They wanted”
“Your just radiated shyness and submissiveness.”
Goddess bit Her lower lip remembering that time. i just smiled and nodded in agreement.
Every time We got together in the next few weeks we talked about you, not just Who would get to keep you but just how we’d handle you collectively.
“Eventually My argument won out, after all, ‘finders keepers’. We did make some decisions about how to handle any new males collectively though. One night over lots of wine We wrote out all the principles of ‘The Coven’ and agreed that while our boys would be the principle property of their original ‘Keeper’ you’d also be shared with The Coven, with individual Goddesses and as a group”.
“It’s not for nothing that I put you up on stage to strip off so that Women can enjoy every...last...inch of you. It’s a way to share you with other Women and completely objectify you, so that E(e)veryone knows your purpose, not just you”.
“It’s also not for nothing that I invited all the Girls over to see you ‘stripped and whipped’ for the first time. It wasn’t for your dirty little mind alone that I made you go around the circle on hands and knees to kiss each and everyone of those Goddesses feet. Though it was obvious that you enjoyed it too, judging from your rock hard dripping cock.”
“That took care of any doubt that you belonged to Us”.
“Everyone could see just what a perfect slaveboy you are”.
“Of course following My example all the Girls have started collecting their own males and have developed a ruthless taste for exploiting you helpless, willing, boys”.
By now Goddess was into full lecture mode and i was listening with rapt attention.
i was absolutely amazed to hear all this. i never realized on that day that i’d been led into a den of She-Wolves bent on the full blown exploitation and subjugation of the male species.
i was being looked over like a bull at auction, every inch of me subject to a collective roving Female gaze, being evaluated for my sexual potential. Even the contents of my pants the focus of intense speculation.
It was beyond my imagination to believe that i was being evaluated not as a person but as a piece of property whose ownership would be contested amongst this Pack of Fierce Females but whose status as just that, property, was never even questioned. The only thing left to be determined was exactly which of Them would be the One to collar and leash me. At Whose feet would i ultimately bow down at. That i would be collared, leashed and bowed was never in doubt to these Women, being both perceptive and used to having Their way made any other outcome impossible to imagine.
Of course on that day my status in Their Eyes remained unknown to me. All i knew was that i was meeting Goddesses Girl Friends and being overwhelmed by Their impressive intelligence, beauty and status. Each and every one on them wealthy, successful, beautiful and oh so intimidating.
i must have come across as quite shy and intimidated, which i was just learning, made me that much more alluring.
On that day i had no inkling that i was being sized up like a slab of beef-cake. Not one of Them let on, not a word or gesture to make me think what was really happening was really happening.
i was being treated purely as a sex object and nothing else. The only thing on Their minds when They met me was ‘what would it by like to fuck him?’
Of course today i don’t really think its at all strange to be thought of that way but at the time, if i’d known, it would have been a very strange thing for me.
Believe it or not i’d never thought of myself that way. Adolescence was a difficult and awkward time for me and hit earlier for me than my other male friends which made me the subject of both fascination and ridicule from Girls.
i had all the usual terrors, changing voice, bad skin, rapid growth where my body out paced my ability to control it.
my interactions with Girls were not always great, as i mentioned before i was routinely ‘bullied’ psychologically and found Girls suddenly both irresistible and intimidating. Which of course is ultimately at odds with any sense of male ego, making my attempts at any kind of machismo utterly ridiculous and insincere (which it virtually always is in my opinion).
i never got the impression that Girls were really all that interested or if some were i was so scared of them i think i put them off.
Anyway by the time i grew out of adolescence my physical self may have matured but in my own mind i was still that awkward kid.
In fact one of the reasons i put so much energy into working out and developing my physique was a reaction to this thinking.
Even after having relationships with some absolutely beautiful Women i still felt insecure. There were also many gorgeous Women that i was quite interested in but who showed no interest in return, which of course kept me doubting myself. Even in relationships i could be wracked by insecurities and sometimes my Girlfriends recognized that and exploited it. One in particular always like to remind me that while She liked me right now, She could always change Her mind. i of course know now this was just a little mind fuck designed to keep me striving to please Her and not slacking in my attention and devotion to Her. Well played on Her part, but still.
That’s why i couldn’t even conceive of a group of such incredible Women all thinking about me as this object of lust that They craved to own. It was beyond my comprehension really.
That’s why when Goddess first commented on my “big cock” i actually thought She was just mocking me. i’d never really thought of myself as possessing such a huge asset and just demurred not comprehending that it was a statement of fact if not a complement. Only when She showed me a scientific paper with the distribution of male size did i finally understand the truth. i’m always amazed at Women’s ability to grasp the essential truth about me that i don’t even realize myself.
If i’ve learned anything about Women it’s that They want a man who can please Them sexually and who will do what he’s told without any questions.
The game between Females and males has always been one of Beauty and intelligence versus size and strength.
And believe me Beauty and intelligence always has the real power. It’s Women's Psyco-Sexual Power that renders the male helpless and docile under Her spell so that She can exploit his physical powers for Her betterment. All males know deep down they are wired to be submissive towards Women and that we must devote ourselves to Their needs and desires, sacrificing everything for Them.
The Female imperative is THE imperative. Always and only.
It is astounding that males cannot fathom how much in command ladies are and how little control we have in relationships. Ashley Montague wrote "The Natural Superiority of Women" in 1954 and mentioned about a dozen factors where masculinity was inferior to femininity: stronger immunity, better intuition, less likely to commit crime, etc, but the one I admire most was a woman's preference for building a relationship than screwing. At the time I did not figure that that was an actual advantage, but it is! Men are helplessly disadvantaged because we try to think at the wrong end of our minds.
ReplyDeleteFrom what I have seen from observation, Women are way more into looks and male eye candy than they let on. When I was a kid, the guy next door, who was around 20 and buff, would sometime undress with his window open. As it was on the ground floor, it could easily be viewed from my sister’s room on the second floor. One day my sister noticed him naked with the window open. She called in my other sister and my mom. They closed the window blinds, but would peak through the slats. They got really excited about it. They kept checking all the time to see if he was naked with the window open. Women pretend like these things didn’t turn them on, but experience doesn’t bear that out. Science is also showing that a Woman’s reaction to visual erotic stimuli such as naked men is a fast and as strong as men’s. This is based on measuring heart rate and vaginal wetness. Woman objectifying men is getting more and more main stream with movies like Magic Mike. I was struck by a scene from Season 3 of Stranger Things on Netflix. I believe it was episode one or two. Three housewives are sun bathing at the public pool. They keep checking their watches. Then one proclaims, “Show time.” At that second, the Female life guard steps down and their stud eye candy Billy takes her place in the lifeguard chair. They peer over the top of their sunglasses and smile as they watch his rippling chest. You would have never seen that 15 year ago.
ReplyDeleteAs more and more women get comfortable with their power and aren’t held back by ancient social norms we are going to seem men become more and more objectified. All I can say is you better hit the gym boys because as Ethan wrote: “The Female imperative is THE imperative. Always and only.”
R Seifert
Wonderful comments GoddessWorshiper. Goddess showed me the same study about Female brain activity and sexual arousal. i can't say i'm surprised. From my experience Women are plenty sexually aggressive and truly appreciate the male form as something lust-worthy to be used for their pleasure. Women truly enjoy eyeing up fit males! i do think however Women are more discrete about Their lustful nature, preferring to share/comment among Themselves or in an environment they feel truly comfortable in. That said you are correct i think about them wanting to build relationships. i'll note of course that a Mistress/slave or FemDom relationship is just that, a relationship, and a strong and trusting one at that, where of course the Female feels utterly comfortable in Her position of authority / power over Her male(s).
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ReplyDeleteWomen definitely need to be comfortable to show their sexuality and lust. In my previous post, i noted that my Mom and my Sisters’ closed the blinds, so they could look discretely. i wonder if it will always be that way, or if as they take over society they will feel more comfortable and be more open about it. I bumped into some Youtube videos called “Aesthetics on ChatRoulette. ChatRoulette and Omegle to name a few, are sites were people can anonymously text and video chat. No names or sign is required. The “Aesthetics are a group of young male body builders who prefer a tight toned body over the huge steroid pumped weight trainers we see today. The Aesthetics go on line and take off their shirts for girls and women who are on line, just to see their reaction. The female response is almost always highly positive. Part of this is that the women’s anonymity is protected, so they can view with confidence. Similar patterns emerge in the girl’s responses. First wide eyed shock, followed by covering their faces, then laughter. This is followed by text comments like “Wow” and “Hot” s they play with their hair. Finally, there is the smoky distant eyes of female lust. I don’t think the guys are kind of vain, and probably don’t have the girls best interest in mind, but the women sure seem to enjoy themselves. I agree that women cherish their relationships, but what would be better than a relationship with a guy who is also hot.
R. Seifert