Slave to Goddess 1-3

Slave to Goddess 1-3

Slave to Goddess 1

The Dungeons dark, cold and quiet, then you hear footsteps at the door, then your cell is full of light as the door is swung once more

You have to squint your eyes they haven't seen much light this day, you only leave your dungeon cell, when master wants to play

You look forever at your feet and stop at the playrooms door, but your master keeps on walking, he's never done this before

You obediently follow him you go up some flights of stairs, this is all new to you, a very strange affair

Your eye become accustomed to the light, he stops outside a door, he opens it into a bedroom the likes you've never seen before

Everything is so beautiful, a bed all drapped in lace, wardrobes and a small table, with a mirror for your face

He walks up towards you he gently starts to raise your chin, as your eyes meet his face, you see a loving grin

He tells you take a shower, he points to another door, then find yourself a outfit, I'll be back for you at Four

There's make up on the table, make sure you look your best, then when I arrive at Four o'clock, I'll show you all the rest

Ron

Slave to Goddess 2

You see your master leaving, there's no lock upon the door, he's left you free in a place, you've not had this before

You run around in circles there's black lace underwear in the drawer, beautiful clothes and kinky outfits, things you just adore

You find a clock on the table you have loads of time to spare, you sit and start to wonder on why he's brought you there

Things and thoughts start running, your on a runaway train, it's too much to work out, you stop until you're calm again

You go into the shower, you step out your dungeon clothes, you think you better save them, as you pull the shower door to close

You spend forever in the shower, watching bubbles roll off your skin, as you wipe your body, your mind creeps off to sin

Your nipples harden to the gush of water, it glides down your sexy curves, it makes you start to tingle, it awakens every nerve

You want to start to touch yourself, you wonder do you have the time, it's the first time you've felt like this, you feel so dam devine

You resist the temptation, you wrap yourself in a soft warm towel and dry, you have time to lay down on the bed, you almost start to cry

You gather up your senses, pick some pretty silk stockings and matching underwear, then you go through the outfits, with such love and gentle care

Not knowing what comes at Four, you don't know what to wear, then you see the most sensual dress simply hanging there

You dry your hair carefully, your makeup is stunning though you think yourself, you slide on the long silk gown and pick shoes right off a shelf

You look in the mirror, my god is that really, truly you, you're done with Fifteen minutes to spare, now what's a girl to do

You keep looking in the mirror, you go and powders your pretty, nose, you then sits on the edge of the bed, holding a seductive pose

Then at Four the door opens wide, your master just stops and starts to stare, he shakes his head in disbelief at the Goddess sitting there

Panic floods over you, you asks have you done something wrong, he tell you no far from it, he hadn't seen anything quite as beautiful for so long

He walks up and takes your hand he leads you to the door, he whispers you look like a angel, like I've never seen before

They step out the bedroom, he holds your hand as you walk he gives it a gentle squeeze then begins to talk

Ron

Slave to Goddess 3

He walks her into a huge room there's a dinning tables and two chairs, in the middle there's a fireplace with a roaring fire there

He pulls out your seat, then a waiter comes in to serve, before you can take a bite, there's things you just observe

A orchestra in the corner sitting waiting for their cue, you can't believe this is happening, especially for you

You decide to ask the question, there were answers that you crave, why his he doing all this for a simple slave

He reaches across the table, he puts your hand in his, he looks at her kindly, then simply whispers this

When I took you for my slave, I didn't expect you'd steal from me, do you know what you've stolen, its now why your sitting free

You quickly shake your head, you can't think what you've done, you tell him you've been honest, you swear it to the Sun

He smiled at her sweetly the thing you stole my sweet's my heart, I think about you all the time, I hate it when we are apart

So now please live with me, share a life with me I crave, let me treat you as a Goddess, when once you were my slave

Ron