You're her bitch now

"My Lord?" she asks again.

You don't respond. You're too happy to think about anything but the incredible fuck you just had.

Sonya leans over you. "My Lord?" Her forehead wrinkles with worry as you smile back at her inanely. "Hmm. It seems I made that orgasm a little too powerful. Can you get up?"

You stand, but you still can't summon a thought other than how gorgeous she is.

"Well," says Sonya, "I suppose I'd better take care of you. There's no point in staying here, so we might as well go to class." Her long flowing gown turns into a goth version of a sexy schoolgirl outfit. The tiny plaid skirt is red and black. The blouse is dark purple, but still tied off above her belly and unbuttoned enough to reveal a lacy red bra holding up her enormous tits. Her hair pulls back into a loose ponytail held up by a big, purple bow.

Sonya takes a step forward, but you don't follow. She places her smooth, pale hand on your cheek. "Hmm, leading you around could be a problem. Could you provide a proper way for a Goddess to guide someone?"

You grin at her and try to focus your murky thoughts. A studded dog collar appears around your neck, with a leash leading to her hands.

"Oh, is this what you want?" she says in her deep, sultry voice. "As you wish." She runs a finger under your chin, making your knees tremble with desire.

"Come." She lightly tugs at your leash. "And clothe yourself." You make your clothes reappear as she leads you into the hallway, which dims as Sonya enters it. Out of the pack of students headed to third period, Sonya notices a very short goth girl. At noticeably less than 5 feet tall, she looks like a pixie in all black. Sonya calls to her, "Missy!"

Missy approaches and waves to you, then looks at your leash worriedly when you just grin back at her from your daze. "Did he lose a bet?"

Sonya laughs grandly. "No, this is a being of great power. He accidentally became impaired. I'm looking after him for the moment."

Missy looks dubious. "Great power? He looks like he's about to drool on the floor. What kind of great power could he have?"

Sonya turns to you. "Why don't you cast a spell of affluence on Missy?"

You stare at her blankly. You feel slightly better now, but you still can't focus enough to understand the word affluence.

"Give her lots of money."

You smile dimwittedly, then turn to the tiny goth girl. Her pockets fill to bursting with 100 dollar bills.

"Whoa!" cries Missy, "that's just?! He's like your personal genie!"

"You should thank him for the kindness," says Sonya. "Perhaps a quick blowjob."

"A BJ? But there's only two minutes left before class starts." She looks up to see her imposing friend arching a dark eyebrow, then shrugs her shoulders meekly. "Yeah, you're right. Only fair."

Missy gets on her knees in front of you and opens your pants. She slips your cock into her mouth and sucks hard.

The sensation clears your head just a tiny bit. You put your hands on her head. She continues sucking hard in an effort to get you off quickly. It is very effective. Your cock twinges, dancing in the small girl's mouth.

Your fingers tighten around her hair. You gain a little more focus as you cum in her mouth. Halfway through the orgasm you look at Sonya.

"He seems to be waking up." she says. "Hmm, I wonder if he wants me to give him another mega-orgasm?"