Yes! Your goddess has commanded you, and her thighs make a strong argument.

Your situation is dire and you don't see anyway out of it: Kelsey's lethal legs have you at her complete mercy.

Even if that wasn't the case, the combination of her sweet womanly scent and the commanding tone of her voice compel you to close your eyes and shamefully obey.

"Please goddess... show mercy." you manage to grunt out painfully. You feel a shiver rock through my wife's body as it physically responds in ecstasy to your submission.

Her legs soften around your neck, still tight enough to hold you in place and keep you reminded of how much pain and injury she could easily inflict on you from her dominant position. Her fingers in relax your hair ever so slightly, knowing that just the threat is enough to keep your subservient, and she stares through your eyes straight into your soul.

A tiny flick of her tongue plays across her lips as she replies: "You want mercy from your goddess?". You immediately nod your head as far as it can wiggle "Yes... please...". "...Yes Goddess!" you correct yourself just before Kelsey punishes you for forgetting.

My wife relaxes her body, laying her head flat on the mat whilst holding your head between her tender thighs. "Good boy... But you need to worship the divine if you want me to listen to your prayers." With that utterance, her legs loosen a tiny bit more, giving you enough freedom of movement to offer your best worship to her divine slit, the heavenly scent and taste inviting you in.

The creamy smooth flesh around her slit, fully exposed{if k_stripped=1} and increasingly eager to be satisfied, is the only path you have to earn freedom from her python like legs.{else} from her skimpy outfit, you'll have to work around the minuscule lace strip covering her slit as you make your offering.{endif}