I had written to Goddess Madyson, begging her to enslave and dominate me with her legs and heels. I had even asked her to use her feet and nylon-covered legs to crush and strangle me…perhaps into unconsciousness and beyond. The thought of her doing these things to me aroused me to incredible heights of lust. I really didn’t expect her to respond, so my heart nearly stopped when I saw her reply and read it…she wanted me to travel to her and she would grant my request.
When I knocked on the large metal door, I heard her heels clicking—louder and louder—and when the door opened I was transfixed: I had never seen anyone like her…there she stood, in a long leather coat, which was opened to reveal her magnificent legs, covered in black seamed nylons with multiple garter straps. Her legs were endless and strong, accentuated by 7-inch spike heels. She wore a tightly-cinched black corset. Her eyes were heavily rouged, with her eye shadow making her more erotic and mysterious—and attractive.
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“Welcome to my torture chamber, Slave Marco. How do you like me in person?”
I could barely speak: “Ggggggoddessss Madyson, you have the most incredible legs I have ever seen. Imagining that you coax men into masturbating and soiling themselves makes my insides melt. When you add those stunning stockings and heels, you are such an all-powerful, unstoppable dominatrix who can conquer any man she wants.”
“HaHaHa…What could be more powerful and natural than a perfect woman like me turning into a perverted dominatrix? See how the dark nylons hug my powerful legs…so smooth and toned and strong…and how the garter straps press into my sacred flesh? You wrote about your fixation on my nylon-clad legs and heels. You will soon experience them up close and personal. Now follow me to my dungeon, you weak worm!”
I followed her down a long flight of stairs to a large room with a full-length mirror at one end. “Take off all your clothes except your underwear.”
I did…my cock was tenting my underwear and Mistress Madyson smiled. “Mmmmmm, your cock is already engorged with lust…I bet you can’t wait to cum for your almighty Foot and Leg Goddess, can you?”
“I want to cum for you, Mistress Madyson, it is all I have thought about for weeks, please let me cum on your legs!”
She walked slowly toward the mirror, shedding her coat to reveal her amazing body…her strong legs raised to a tremendous height by the sensational high heels. She turned to face me so I could drink in her entire body…and her power. “Now get on your knees and crawl to me, slave!”
I crawled to her, starting to drool at the sight of her body, especially her legs and feet. When I reached her she placed her heeled foot on my back and slowly pressed down until my face touched the floor…then she repeatedly dug her heel into my flesh…”Ooooohhh, slave, you should see the marks I am leaving on you…so fascinating, so dominating…can you feel pain from my sharp heels, slave?”
I did--and I began to whimper—and each time she pressed into my flesh harder and harder…”Now place your face on my feet…smell and lick and kiss my shoes and feet.”
I slurped and kissed, enraptured by my debasement, my heart racing because I was excited to be in her presence. “Do you like how my sinfully high heels arch my beautiful feet? Keep licking and kissing my feet—follow the blood vessels with the tip of your tongue.”
I licked and kissed and smelled for a long time and Goddess Madyson moaned with pleasure and power. “Now devote yourself to my incredible legs…run your pathetic tongue along my leg muscles…stroke my warm stockings and kiss them.”
I ran my mouth and tongue up and down her nylon-encased legs, wetting them with my worship spit, then began stroking her legs with my hands, the nylon so warm and smooth…she turned around, making sure to expose her ass to me, gazing at her own image in the mirror, in love with herself and my humiliation. “Now bury your face in my ass…sniff my erotic, forbidden scents. Clean the inside of my ass—consume every fleck of my waste. Then I want to feel your worthless tongue licking and probing my garter straps…Now, slave!”
On and on it went, my tongue licking and cleaning the inside of her divine ass, my probing kisses and slurps audible in the large room. I could barely breathe but I was aroused beyond belief…my cock had never been this engorged with blood. The forbidden, sick nature of what I was doing was more exciting than I had dreamed and I wanted to explode. I then turned my attention to her garter straps, licking them and soaking them with my saliva…she pulled on the straps and trapped my tongue against her thigh with delicious pain.
Finally, Mistress Madyson pulled her ass away from my face, and turned and hooked her heel in my underwear, tearing them from my body. My stiff cock bobbed up and down with my heartbeat…The all-powerful Goddess slowly began stroking the bulging veins in my cock with her heel until my cock began to weep pre-cum—she smiled at the sight of it, playing with the liquid, stretching it, but not allowing me to cum.
“Mmmmmmm…Now I want you to rub your cock against my leg like a dog and spurt your cum in devotion to your Goddess Madyson—your new religion!”
Of course I did…and she laughed at my debasement, but I loved every minute of it…and I came powerfully, spasm after spasm, moaning out loud, spewing my spunk on to her stocking-covered leg.
“Now lick it off…every drop!” I did…then was rewarded by her most perverse act. “Now for the final deed; Lay down on the floor, facing up and gaze into my eyes!”
I obeyed and she laid down next to me…then she slowly wrapped her perfect, powerful legs around my torso, smiling an evil smile, her eyes alive with power. “Aren’t my legs like nylon pythons, so perfect and strong? Watch and feel how they squeeze…and squeeze.” She suddenly tightened her legs and laughed as the air went out of me and I squirmed…she squeezed harder and harder and harder and I writhed and groaned as the nylon hissed against my skin…”Having trouble catching your breath, my sweet slave? Mmmmmm…I can actually feel your ribs giving in to my power…I could crush you into oblivion…Aren’t you glad you traveled so far to see your Goddess? HaHaHaHa!”
I began to grow dizzy from her treatment…Her eyes were alive with the thrill of what she was doing to me. ”Stroke and squeeze my legs while I crush your body! I want to feel your desperation and the life going out of you!” I obeyed as always, feeling the warmth of her legs through the sensuous nylons as I began to pass out…I mumbled: “Ppppllleazzze let me go, Goddessss MmmMadyson…Pleazzzze…”
She tilted her head, fascinated by how I struggled and began to turn blue from lack of air, but said only: “What would happen if I moved my legs up to your neck…Hmmmmmmmm…”
To be continued…
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