A Goddess’ Wrath

For the second night in a row, you found yourself restrained on your mattress. Morgana had thoroughly bound you with her monstrous strength.

She stood over you while gazing into your eyes. Her pink gems were flashing with scary intensity that asserted how much she coveted you. She giggled as she placed her delicate foot onto your cock.

She began rubbing her foot on it slowly. Her various tendrils sought your weak spots out in order to maximize your pleasure. Her gelatinous appendages twisted and writhed across your body. Gaping maws sucked and pulled at your now engorging balls. Her ability to modify her body allowed her to expertly stimulate your weak points. She continued to stare into your eyes as your cock began to stiffen and rise.

“I love you so much, Jim. You and I are bonded in a way no one else can be. No one will make my pet feel the way I can.”

Morgana was stroking you with her foot faster now. Her expert movement had you boiling over in no time. You felt your orgasm rising steadily as your cock twitched in anticipation.

“Are you going to come, my love?”, Morgana stated sweetly. “Is my naughty boy going to come from my foot?”

She started stroking faster. You couldn’t take it anymore. She was pushing you over the edge and you felt the twinge of your orgasm about to be released…but it wouldn’t come.

“What’s wrong, Daaarrrling?” Morgana asked in a sickeningly sweet tone of false worry. “Aren’t you going to cum for your goddess?” Her foot morphed to encompass your twitching member. The stimulation was increasing all the while.

You hung on the edge so close to release, but you were unable to make the final push. You desperately started moving your waist by instinct, hoping the extra movement could help. Nothing.

Morgana just kept going. She stroked you so intensely, but relief never came.

“I can’t cum!”, you shouted desperately. “Why can’t I cum?!”

You writhed in a pleasurable agony while your body remained bound.

“That’s right, pet. Remember? I am able to manipulate your body. Right now, you can’t cum unless I allow you to.”

The look on Morgana’s face as the reality of your predicament sank in was one of pure lust and desire.

“Please let me cum, Morgana!”, you begged.

“Tell me who you belong to, Jim.”, Morgana stated in a dominant tone. “Tell me who you love the most. Only good boys who obey get to cum.”

Morgana was focusing on the head of your cock now as her foot ground against you. Drool was coming out of your mouth and tears were forming in the corners of your eyes. Your hips shook side to side desperately trying to escape Morgana’s stimulation. Her hold over you was iron, and you knew there was only one way to end this torment.

“You! Morgana, I belong to you! Please let me cum!” You pleaded with everything you had. You’d say anything she demanded at this point.

Morgana’s eyes glimmered. She was getting off on your words and your sexual torment.

“I will always be your goddess, right Jim? You’ll love me the most no matter how many others flock to you, RIGHT?” The last word dripped from her mouth with sadistic pleasure. She punctuated it by increasing the pace.

“Yes! I promise! PLEASE!”, you begged.

“I’m not sure I believe you. Just now, you were talking about that big-tittied cow. Your head was full of thoughts about someone other than your goddess.”

Morgana then removed her foot from your aching cock. The momentary pause in stimulation was a short-lived relief. Your vision was blurry from tears.

Morgana let out a pleasured giggle at your **** expression. She looked like the embodiment of lust itself. In this moment, she was a sex-crazed sadistic demon sent to punish you.

She crouched over your waist. Your swollen head was almost purple as it grazed her dripping pussy. Then, all at once and without warning, Morgana plunged herself down onto you. You were sheathed into her slimy tunnel instantly. She squoze and wriggled the walls of her pussy in violent stimulation.

“I think I’ll keep fucking you until you can only think about me.”

The stimulation remained intense, and the edging began to warp your mind. You couldn’t even muster a plea anymore as Morgana soaked in your torment with mad lust in her eyes. Your body was becoming numb with the ache.

You felt a sudden rush of your blood in your face, and then, something within you snapped. Your muscles strengthened, your eyes focused, and you reached out towards Morgana with a surge of power. Her titanic strength suddenly seemed inconsequential to you now, and the beating of your heart roared in your ears. Morgana flinched at the sudden change.

You began to overpower her, and pinned her to the floor. All her previous strength meant nothing, and she gasped at the unrecognizable and bestial expression on your face.

“Let me cum, Morgana!”, you roared as you pinned her legs back and fucked her in a mating press. “LET! ME! CUM!”, you screamed while pumping her violently at each syllable.

Morgana’s face contorted with lust. Her eyes locked onto yours in a trance-like state. All at once, her dominant behavior was replaced with willing submission. She panted and squeaked, “Do it! Please give me your taste!”

You held her down and madly thrust your hips as hard and fast as possible, tapping into a store of energy and strength you didn’t realize you had. Her form was getting sloppy as her mind was getting melted by the intensity of your pistoning.

With a guttural roar, you unloaded all your pent up cum inside Morgana. The intense orgasm felt like it lasted forever. You don’t think you’ve ever cum so much in one go. Your instincts were triggered, and you were grinding your cock as deep into her oozing pussy as you possibly could.

Morgana’s eyes were rolling up, and the slime of her face began to slack in a grotesque display of satisfaction. While you pumped your sticky load within Morgana’s willing pussy she mumbled almost incoherently, “I l-love y-you.”

You were losing strength, and your body rested firmly onto hers. Your cock remained buried in her. You could feel your balls contract as your cum relentlessly assaulted her insides. The adrenaline of the moment was beginning to fade. Your breathing was ragged as all your feelings came forward. In her current state, Morgana wasn’t able to maintain control of your mental connection. You could hear as her thoughts flowed in.

“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you…”

Her feelings flooded you, and you were almost overwhelmed at how attached to you this woman you just met felt. It didn’t repulse you or put you off. It felt…right. You were weak and you stated in an exhausted tone, “I love you too, Morgana.”