Not a Virgin (Femdom)

"I hope you don't mind that I'm not a virgin..." She says with uncharacteristic shyness.

Marcus wasn't surprised. This powerful woman who'd offered him the world was the most perfection, it was inevitable that she'd claim fun when she wanted. He'd do whatever it took to give her all the pleasure she needs.

He holds her hands in his own, looks deeply into her beautiful brown eyes. "You deserve to be worshipped my powerful goddess."

She smirks and pushes his shoulder's gently down, testing how he'd react.

He smiles, and gets to his knees in front of her.

"Then worship your goddess." She commands, watching his reaction.

To her surprise, Marcus reverently removes her shoes, placing a kiss on each of her feet as they become exposed. He starts massaging her feet, placing kisses on them as he does. Eventually he starts rubbing her calves, helping her relieve the stress of leadership through his massage.

"Mmm. Good boy." She says, leaning back with a contented sigh. "Such a caring husband... So unlike other men, I chose well..."

Husband. The word sends a shiver of excitement through Marcus. He, felt almost unworthy of this woman. He'd do everything to prove himself.

"You deserve a reward." She says, looking down at him from her seat on the table. "I have desert here for you to enjoy."

She lifts her dress, exposing her panties in front of him.

"Lick me." She commands.

Without a word he started kissing up her legs towards her pussy.

He lowers her panties as though he was unwrapping the greatest gift he'd ever recieved. She is beautiful, all of her. Her juices are glistening on her lower lips. The smell of her most intimate area drew him in, he had to taste her. He looks up and sees her looking expectantly.

He begins to eat her, the finest meal to be had in the entire city all to himself. He worships her. Each lick of his tongue is done with reverence. Each stroke of his fingers designed to praise her. Each wave of her flavor accepted with gratitude.

"Oh gods. So goooood." She moans. "Good boy. You've got a talent for this. I might just abandon our plans to keep you under my desk to entertain me while I work." She says and rests a hand on his head.

He works hard to bring the queen to orgasm, when she does she squeezes her strong thighs around him instinctively.

"Oh fuuuuuck!" She moans loudly.

He smiles up at her, enjoying seeing his bride in perfect bliss. He felt pride that he'd given something back, however small.

"Strip and lie on the bed." She says after she catches her breath. "Lets see if you can continue pleasing me."

He does as commanded, his cock stands to attention, his heart races.

Once he looks over, Kozzala is already naked. Her body is incredible. She was strong, he could tell, she had a toned warrior's body.

"Wow." She says, staring at Marcus' cock, her dominant attitude dropping briefly, being replaced with a uncertain nerves. "I guess human's really are big. I might have to send women to your men just so they can see what a real cock looks like."

He smiles soothingly. "One of my blessings from the gods, but right now there's only one goddess I care about thanking and she's in control. We go at your pace."

His words encourage her and she climbs onto the bed with him, giving him a tender kiss before her dominant attitude returns.

"Good boy. You deserve a reward for not rushing your goddess, luckily for you, she is eager to try this." She says with a smirk. "Stay still, don't dare move your hips."

She climbs over him, briefly rubbing herself against his cock as she gets into position over him. With a deep breath, she switches to a squatting position and lines him up with her entrance. As though demonstrating the strength of her legs, she lowers herself in a controlled movement down, teasing him with her slow descent.

The feeling of her pussy was divine, the warmth was enveloping, the tightness gripping him like a vice. He has to hold himself back from cumming immediately. He needs to let her have her fun first.

Eventually she takes his entire length and takes a moment as her body is reshaped to accommodate him.

"Fuck. You're cock is an amazing new toy but a dangerous one." She says, only half jokingly. "You'll serve me well."

Once she regains her composure she squats again and starts raising herself up and down with steady movements. Right now, he was an object for her to enjoy and he loved it. He remained completely still, focused on not cumming until she allowed him and waiting for her to command his next move.

She rides him for a while, taking her pleasure and only after cumming does she allow him to cum.

"Do it, fill me. Give in and give me your cum. Prove your devotion to our marriage, make a baby worthy of us."

At her command he finally allows himself to cum, pump after pump into her welcoming womb. It was much more than he ever produced before his blessing.

"Good boy." She says affectionately. "I'll admit I was surprised to see this side of you."

"It's easy to worship when the woman is worthy of it." He says.

She climbs off, letting his cock slide out with a pop. His cum flows out with it and drips onto his deflating cock.

She slides up to lie beside him and kisses him deeply.

"Thank you. This was fun. Not many men are willing to give up control like that. I picked a perfect husband." She says. The words make Marcus' stomach jump with joy to hear.

"I was blessed with the perfect wife."

"Hold me. I want to fall asleep in your arms." She gives one final command before they fall asleep. He held her tightly from behind the whole night.