The Origin Of Your Fetish

Fetish is something that develops; “a form of sexual desire in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, item of clothing, part of the body, etc.” [cite: Definitions from Oxford Languages]. It builds within you from some moment or experience of sensation. A fixation. It is natural. Life is full of fascinations to capture and spellbound you. Not all of your fetishes will have clear origins. One thing is clear; they have been drawn out from within you.

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Everything for my Goddess

written by jenny – My squishy

Click. Clack. Click. Clack. The sound of Her heels hitting the hardwood flooring cause my eyes to slowly flutter open, sensations returning slowly as i felt the cold steel of my cage against my back. Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Each step of Her foot grew louder and louder, the echo ringing in my ear as i attempted to adjust myself to be presentable to Her. The steps suddenly silenced as a new sound filled my ears, a soft and subtle laugh. All at once, the anxieties and fluster dissipated from my mind, emptying out and being filled with Her laugh. i stopped my adjusting, and bowed my head as i heard the lock on my cage click open and clatter to the floor, a single finger being waved in my direction, beckoning me to leave the cage.

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Friday Ashes

Licking the cigarette ashes off my Hotwife’s high heels

Friday is here and i have honour off licking the dirty ashes off my Goddess’ gorgeous heels before She spends my pay cheque at the mall. She dressed to kill today; there will be so many men staring at Her. How many bulges in guys pants do you think i can count?

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Your First Cock

you clench your eyes shut and choked and gagged on this strangers cock. It was forced deep down closing your air ways; making you fight the hold on your head and pulling away gasping for breath and inhaling deeply. you feel hands on you back… finger tips running up and down your body and the still familiar warm yet terrifying hand on the back of your head, compassionately letting you breathe before pushing you pathetic head back down onto the long unknown cock.

you did your best to please Me – as your Goddess – and the man whose cock pushed into your throat and forcing you to gag. Before long the cock changed, this one was shorter but much thicker and easier for you to handle. Nimbly you worked your tongue around the tip and bobbed your head up and down on it, gently nibbling and beginning to get more into your so-called punishment.

I knew you were a cock whore and knew how much you craved to have it deep in your mouth.

My hand was still on the back of your head, controlling the speed and the force of which you performed. The man started thrusting his hips forward…

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