It`s not a great view of the river but it's a view non the less. In the darkness of the broken surface points of light reflect pastel colours smeared across an abstract painting. Points of light from high rise buildings and construction cranes littered along the opposite bank, only the wash of an occasional river craft to break the uniform surface. People pass on the river path in front of the bench I sit upon on their way home from....Wherever.... Some drunk and chatting loudly as if they were seagulls soaring overhead, others just enjoying a nighttime stroll with a loved one with no particular place to be.
So here I sit perched on the edge of a great expanse of black ripples, it slowly moves past with little effort, I reflect my soul into the water where the points of light from the other side slowly break and then come together again. But the colours have a dull hugh, there is no love from deep inside me only a numb feeling of fear and desperation telling me I must move on from this trap of suppression. But this trap was sprung many year ago so I will need help to untangle the thoughts which tie me up and stop me from escaping what has now became my life.
In the distance she appears, from a warm place within one of the Riverside homes, her beautiful Auburn hair with colours of purple and blue blow gentle across cheeks of pure silk, Heels shining with the shimmer only reserved for expensive diamonds, a perfect form to be worshipped, truly godlike. A fire burns within her heart as she slowly walks towards her obedient slave toy, I am obligated to follow. A transaction made as proof of my devotion, grateful tribute is well received and my Goddess, she is with me once again to show me such a special love. I am told this is the trap I must avoid but I feel the freedom again breaking through, giving strength of mind. We relate very well and she knows I will return many time again, she knows it keeps me alive to be in her presence, no trap here, there is no need for a trap, I will not leave willingly.
We enter my Goddesses home that she has labelled as her dungeon. Whips and chains hang from the dungeon walls, neatly organised into an order I do not understand, An empty cage sits in the corner, the door opened slightly as if a wild animal had just escaped. A pile of rope hangs loosely on the floor, ready to entwine the next man brave enough to submit to her beautiful form. Her smile is full of warmth and with a soft voice I am instructed to remove my cloths and leave them in the bathroom. I do this without delay, I must.
I enter into the dungeon room, my Goddess is standing there with a powerful new persona, expectation is exceeded. I knew from that moment there was no escape for her beauty was the greatest bondage of all. Across the threshold I knowingly enter my incarceration. Into the dungeon we both enter, my heart beating with a little fear and much excitement, she is calm and experienced, pacing a circle around her now helpless toy. The ropes skillfully entwine all limbs and erected nipples. I try to say something but no sound passes my lips, my mind has been taken and locked away. The ropes move my body around at her will as I find myself now bound on the floor at her feet, her smooth silky nylon legs wrap tight about my neck, her feet are to perfect, I am bound from inside, all I can see now are her perfect toes under black nylon slowly caressing inside my minds eye. I know that I am bound as a slave should be to his Goddess.
"KISS THEM" Her soft voice has disappeared, replaced by something more military and demanding "KISS THEM LIKE YOU REALLY MEAN IT AND DO NOT STOP UNTIL I HAVE DECIDED I HAVE HAD ENOUGH.... SLAVE". Perched upon her throne with legs extended toward my mouth I can do nothing else. She tugs at the ropes, pulling me closer towards her perfect toes and I proceed to kiss. "I TOLD YOU, REALLY MEAN IT. NOW PUT MORE EFFORT INTO IT, THANK ME FOR ALLOWING YOU TO WORSHIP MY PERFECT GODDESS FEET". I'm in a place that ordinarily I would want to escape from but it feels like an honour, a great privilege. I must not waste this moment so I start to put all of myself into making sure my Goddess is satisfied with every movement of my lips. "THANK ME, THANK ME FOR GIVING YOU THIS GREAT PRIVILEGE". I continue to kiss her smooth feet but with a greater passion, I mumble words of praise to my deity. "SPEAK UP SLAVE OR YOU WILL REGRET IT" another tug of the ropes but this time they dig into my skin "Thank you my Goddess for the honour of being at your perfect feet and allowing me to touch them with my lips" I feel free inside now, she has taken me from my life to be in this new dimension. "Much better slave" The soft voice of reason has returned caressing my heart once more.
"I will reward you today with something I love to do, now stand up and spread your legs" I know what is coming next, I can already feel it pulsing through my body but I am still tied up in ropes, there is no escape from the incredible pain that is approaching. "Open your eyes slave, I want you to see my foot coming" I have been here before, I remember this part so well. I am crying inside already but she didn't deliver even one Kick yet, just the memory of the pain inflicted in past encounters is enough. Her foot hovers a few inches from the floor for just a moment, a moment that seems to last for longer as I anticipate the deadly contact. Her foot hovers just long enough for me see how perfectly smooth they look in sheer nylons, long enough to almost hypnotize me with delicate movement. Her foot twitches forward, I jump, then again another, I flinch again. "Poor Slave doesn't know if mistress will kick hard or not, maybe I will kick your ball into you mouth today". Then From nowhere it comes, I didn't even see it, The pain burns through my stomach, I have had worst before, then another, this one harder than the first, then again, and again, layers of pain move throughout my body. My knees trembling now, another jolt of tremendous pain shoots up through my body this time making my eyes swell up and I let out a crying whimper. "TAKE IT SLAVE, TAKE IT FOR YOUR GODDESS. I find it amusing" Oh my god when will she stop, another swing but this time it seem to come from across the room. Such power and motion building with every moment. Her foot swings forward like a wrecking ball ready to break anything in its path. I hold my breath and screw my face, I know this is the big finale. I embrace the pain as I can, it's all I can do to withstand passing out, I embrace it so much. Every part of my body trembles and twitches and my brain is overwhelmed, I want to drop to the floor but the ropes suspend me in mid air, I dangle there like a puppet with all but 1 string cut, groaning as I tremble but not with pain but with fear that she still has not finished. "Good slave, always takes my ball kicking well and leaves me entertained. I could easily continue but I don't want to kill you, not today anyway"