I'd emailed Goddess an update and was sitting at my computer desk. The envelope bearing Goddess's kiss was beside me. I picked it up and looked at it. The dark pink imprint of two full soft lips pressed against the white paper. The shape. The detail preserved in the print. This was not two lifeless areas of colour but a living, vital, thing, the sensuous kiss of a beautiful young woman, a Goddess, an unattainable Goddess, the divine and sensual kiss of Valentine DeVille.
My cock stirred in my chastity. I felt the comforting tightening of the cage around me as my Goddess at once aroused and denied me.
Such a perfect kiss. Maddeningly sexy. Because Goddess's lips are maddeningly sexy. And here they were. Or as close as I'd ever get to them.
To be kissed on the mouth by those lips! So full, so soft, and so sensual. Could any kiss compare to being kissed by these lips? To feel Goddess Valentine's arms slipping soft around my neck and those gorgeous lips pressing against mine. My chastity was tormenting me cruelly but these thoughts were too delicious to abandon. I was aching with love for Her. A kiss I will never, ever, know. But some do. The men Goddess takes as Her lovers have known the sensuous caress of the lips imprinted on this plain white envelope. Her tongue too? Almost certainly. And what other pleasures does this beautiful mouth bestow upon those Goddess deems worthy of them?!
Not for me. Never for me. I'm not worthy and I never was. Even if I were 25 years younger there would be no chance. From such a perfect beauty, from such a Goddess, I wouldn't merit a second look.
But I have something else. With what has happened tonight, surrendering control of myself once and for all to Goddess Valentine, and with Goddess's acceptance of my surrender, something I've dreamed about for decades, something I never thought possible - to be the slave of a beautiful unattainable young Goddess - Goddess has made reality. I'm no longer just a puppy or a paypet. I am Goddess Valentine's slave. Owned. Completely.
I am so happy!!!!!!!!!!!!
Goddess Valentine DeVille's slave.
With that thought, and dreaming about Goddess's kiss, I took myself off to bed.
(Incidentally the kiss that Goddess sent me is the very one that features in Her brilliantly conceived and executed spell-casting Halloween feature.)
