spirallingintothevoid71

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I knew I shouldn't

But then she looked at me

She smiled in that way

She said, "Sooner or later, you're going to kneel for me. You're going to worship me. You're going to forget everything else. You're going to break. Why not now?"

I had no answer.

So I knelt.

Spiraling...

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I watched her dance.

As shy as I am, I couldn't seem to take my eyes away from her.

Something about the way she moved. The music she chose, quieter. The way she was in perfect rhythm with it.

The way she focused on her legs.

Even when I realized she'd noticed, I couldn't seem to look away.

Even with my face blushing as she came over to me, danced in front of me, eyes locked on me.

When she moved away, I realized I'd been holding my breath.

As she danced in front of others, she would still look over at me.

I was completely entranced.

When her set finished, instead of leaving the room, she came over to me. I fidgeted nervously.

She leaned over me, her hair blocking my vision. She was so close, almost touching me...

Almost.

"Tell me," she whispered in my ear.

Her breath on my ear made me visibly shivered.

"I... don't...," I stuttered.

She slipped one leg between mine on my chair, and I could feel her thigh lightly pressed against me.

I throbbed.

I whimpered, although with the music playing, only she could hear it.

"Shhh..." she said, resting her hand on my other cheeks. "It's okay. Tell me."

Suddenly the words just poured out of me. "I feel... hypnotized. I couldn't look away. I just... Just want to kneel. To kneel and worship you." I finished with a clumsy, "I'm sorry"

She leaned back a bit and I could see her face. She was smiling just a touch. I know there was a look of need, of quiet desperation on my face. I couldn't stop it.

She looked down at where her thigh was still lightly pressed between my legs.

Where I was still throbbing.

And gently increased the pressure.

I moaned, and the bulge between my legs visibly began to twitch.

She took my hand and simply said, "Follow."

Not waiting for a response, she started walking. I followed, and she took me through a door I hadn't noticed.

She released my hand and I stood there like a rag doll while she climbed a few steps, stretching out across a few.

"Kneel," she said.

I knelt.

"Worship,"

I did. I lost myself in her heels, her feet. She would move a little from time to time. Offering me a stiletto, a toe, an arch.

Occasionally, other women would pass by coming or going, but as she encouraged me, praised me, I took no notice. We may as well have been the last two people on the planet.

After quite some time, she stood, saying, "Follow," again. She walked to her dressing room, me crawling behind her. It didn't even occur to me to stand.

She removed my clothes, leaving me feeling vulnerable (how could I ever be enough for this goddess) and had me worship her again. All of her. This time it was her moans that echoed through the room.

When she was satisfied, she stood me up. Again, she simply said, "Follow."

My clothes left behind, she led me to her car. I followed, oblivious of the back hallway. Oblivious of the back parking lot. Oblivious of my own nakedness.

Oblivious of everything but her.

She gently loaded me into her car, and took me home with her. She kept whispering to me how well I was doing, how everything was going to be perfect. When we arrived, she got out of the car.

One last time, she said, "Follow."

I did.

I would have followed her anywhere by then.

We reached the front door and and she opened it. Then she turned and with the lightest touch, gently pushed me to my knees.

I could hear the same rhythmic music playing.

She turned and walked inside.

This time, she didn't say it.

I followed.

I worshipped her that night. And she rewarded me.

Over and over again.

And the next day.

And the next...

I don't know how much time has passed.

I only know that I belong to her now.

And that wherever she leads,

I follow

Spiraling...

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I remember watching Star Trek as a young boy.

One of the lines that always resonated with me was "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one."

I never really realized how much until I found myself kneeling in front of all three of them.

They worked together.

Broke me.

Trained me.

Took me.

Claimed me.

Kept me for all three of them.

And took a picture to commemorate their prize, their conquest.

By then, I didn't mind.

I belonged to them, and together, they kept me...

Spiraling into the Void

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She's always waiting

To use me

To tease me

To break me

To pull me down

Spiraling into the Void

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It's always better when she takes control

Decides what I should do

When I should do it

Spiraling...

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It's hard to explain the hold she has over me

Until I don't hear from her for awhile

It becomes hard to form coherent thoughts

Like an addict needing his fix

I need her to guide me

To make decisions for me

To think for me

To send me spiraling into the Void

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It really doesn't take much

For her to get my attention

To bring me to my knees

Send me spiraling into the Void

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Some days, I wonder if there's anything left of the old me

But when I'm kneeling before her, I don't wonder at all

When I can think at all

I know the answer

Spiraling...

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Of course she's demanding

She deserves to be

But she also rewards me

Praises me

Owns me

Spiraling...

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It's true

She can bring me to my knees

Make the world disappear

Anytime

Anywhere

Spiraling...

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When @the-queen-snake called me her good little boy, I thought she was just flirting

Even if it secretly sent a rush of pleasure through my brain

And then she said it again

And again...

And again...

When I found myself on my knees waiting on her, I realized it was just the beginning

But I was already addicted

Her coils wrapping around me

Pulling me to her

Pulling me down

Spiraling into the Void

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I follow her like a puppy

Waiting for her to finish her tasks

Knows after each one, she'll turn to me

I am her extra task, and her break

Of course some people might find it... unethical

But she doesn't actually work for me

She works for the community

And if she wants to enjoy her work...

Spiraling...

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@the-queen-snake found me in a smoky bar

She took me home

She took me under her wing

Broke me, nurtured me

Until I was her mindless pet

Then she took me out to show the world

Spiraling...

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It was the last day of the conference

They had been flirting with, teasing me all week

After drinks the night before, I had told them things

Things that I normally didn't share

After all, I knew I had no chance with either one of them, and somehow, that made it easier

So when I showed up at their booth and found them dressed that way, I froze

Barely stuttered a good morning

They took me behind their booth, where one of them had me on the floor throughout the day, at her heels, or nylon covered feet

By the end of the day, I was broken

They convinced me to stay the weekend

Then they convinced me to stay

Spiraling...

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What a perfect way to start the day

On my knees

At her heels

Spiraling...

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When she said she wanted to go to the amusement park, I didn't realize I would be her amusement.

But then she sat down on the bench and offered me her heel, her pantyhose covered leg.

Well, it was direction, not an offer, and I was powerless to resist.

And once I was on my knees worshipping her, the rest of the world ceased to exist anyway.

I was spiraling into the Void

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There are days that I wonder what's happened to me since She found me

The things I've done for Her

The things I know I will

Luckily, I don't have to do too much thinking anymore

She does that for me

Spiraling...