A Session with a Goddess

[Lico]

Yuto felt Neith's thighs sandwiching his head, which backside was pressed slightly against her nether region. She then presented her legs to him for the next worship session, her calves and feet being the particular parts he needed to attend to. Yuto's hands went for her calves and began to massage them tenderly, while he's kissing on the right one, from the upper part all the way to her foot. He shifted the leg a little to allow him to kiss her instep and sole, which took quite a while to cover with soft smooches.

From time to time, Yuto also took some sniffs of Neith's foot, intoxicating himself more with lust that kept his member twitching and throbbing needily inside his pants. Once he was done with the right foot, Yuto had to take a short break to get some breather, otherwise who knew what would have happened if he went to worship the other leg right away. Once he had calmed down a little, the boy then started on the left leg, kissing the calves, trailing down to the foot again to repeat the same treatment from the right one. By the time he's finished, Neith probably didn't have to guess what sort of state he was in...

"Mmmmhhff... mmmfff..."

[HotWheels]

Neith was impressed by her own patience in this match. For many clients, she would have become so entertained by her own dominance that she would have perhaps knocked him out cold or forced him to give already. Of course, that led to waiting for consciousness or starting fresh to ensure that they made their full session time. Could sometimes make for awkward pace, and she prided herself on the quality of her work. Some men liked to have her lose herself in tearing into them, however. But she thought she had done an excellent job in this case.

She remained patient while he worked at her legs and feet again. "You really are enjoying yourself, aren't you?" He appeared to be, simply drinking her in while he massaged and kissed and generally seemed to lose himself in the thrill. Neith occasionally placed a hand on his head, running a couple of fingers through his hair, to encourage him to keep kissing or massaging one certain spot that needed attending. She should likely give him some credit for being a model client so far; that contributed to her work. Lest he let it get to his head, the goddess did not plan to say such a thing aloud.

Eventually, though, she did grow bored, though she gave him more time to drink her in than during the previous worship sessions. She knew that soon, she would have to finish him and bring this match to a close. Best let him enjoy himself first. But after minutes had passed, she finally sighed and gripped at his hair again. "Now, Yuto..." Her loosely hanging legs turned into a snare as she crossed her ankles, and with the length of her legs, she was able to let her heel rest just above his manhood. She did not start squeezing; she only trapped him.

"Tell me why I am your goddess, in detail, as I squeeze you. One more tap, then you get a treat."

She squeezed, but only lightly...enough to have him aware of her power.

[Lico]

"Ah... um... y-yes..." Yuto admitted bashfully as he responded to her question.

He was quite enjoying the feeling of her hand ruffling his hair while he's working on her legs. It felt like he's being rewarded further in addition of having to worship her divine form, and it made him let out a soft, delighted sigh. Even if she had been squeezing and smothering him throughout the session, he somehow felt quite safe being around her.

The worship part eventually came to an end, with Neith crossing her legs to apply a bit of pressure on his neck, hinting him what's coming. And yet, he also couldn't help but to twitch at the realization of how close her heel was to his bulge. Yuto groaned when she gripped his hair, but the mention of the word 'treat' perked him up a little.

"Nngg... b-because... you've been... dominating me... thoroughly...?" he began. "...I don't stand a chance at all... and uh... I've been graced by your divine figure... which I'm very fortunate to be able to worship..." the boy tried to come up with an answers that he hoped would be satisfactory, which wasn't that easy considering the state he was in. "Truly... it's not an understatement... to say that you're a goddess... Neith-sa- ngg... Neith-sama..."

[HotWheels]

"And?", Neith asked him, demanding more detail to his description. She also squeezed a little tighter, encouraging him to keep going lest she truly start to crush him. Hearing about how she had dominated him was not enough. Praise for her own desirability would do him far greater good as he remained stuck between her legs. Fortunately for him, he brought up praise for her divine figure. That satisfied her, so she only dialed up a smaller increase in pressure, her thick thighs now slightly contorted around his skull.

"It is a divine figure, is it not?" He also added that it was a not understatement to call her a goddess. Neith could work with that. Shifting slightly to get more comfortable, she amped up the pressure a smidge more. "What would you call me besides a goddess?" Her fingers continued to work their way through his hair, as if she was comforting, preparing him for the ending that was to come. Though Neith remained the cool, collected goddess on the outside, she almost quivered with anticipation on the inside.

[Lico]

Yuto was wondering if Neith could actually make him pass out without him panicking about it with the way she's squeezing his head yet gently caressing it at the same time. Granted, she wasn't using her full force on him, which he was grateful for, but it's quite a strange mixture of sensations, he had to admit. It's as if she could do anything and he'd remain under her spell as long as she showed him some affection. Even now she's keeping his excitement stirred despite not really doing anything suggestive to him, making him all docile in her hands, quite literally.

"Nnggg... I... uuh... I think... goddess would fit you the best... Neith-sama..." he replied after trying to come up with an answer for a short while.

[HotWheels]

It occurred to the goddess that she likely squeezed the creativity right out of him. Hmm, no matter. Titles did not grow much better than goddess, and she had adopted the name for more reasons than ego. A few early clients had called her such, and for good reason. As she watched her own legs dominating this otherwise fit and healthy man who could not overpower her, she certainly understood why. She took several seconds to admire the sight of her figure as it crushed Yuto's head, and as she did, she turned up the heat on her squeezing that little bit more, until tapping would become a consideration. She also shifted forward, driving her crotch a little tighter against the back of his head.

"This one will be by verbal submission," she announced, her pleasure present in her voice. Her fingers worked more intensely in his hair. She appreciated that he had not come here with greasy, nasty man-hair. "You will plead for submission when my legs get to be too much for you. Feel free to struggle, massage, kiss...anything you would like until that moment comes." As she said it, she re-crossed her feet, bringing them even closer to his crotch, and squeezed that little bit harder, when the red in his face would intensify and relief would start sounding more than appealing.

[Lico]

"Urg..." Yuto groaned as Neith tightened his leg lock on his head. "Y-yes... g-goddess..." he said, his hands then starting to massage her calves and thighs rather than trying to pry them away, despite the increasing breathing difficulty he's having.

The boy twitched and writhed around from time to time, kissing on the part of the leg that was the closest to his mouth, while the growing pressure from the goddess driving him weaker and weaker. Fortunately, it wasn't really a position where he could lost himself compared to the few ones Neith put him in before, although the stroking on his head made it a dangerously close one, and so once he felt his consciousness began to slip, he'd admit his defeat.

"I... I submit to Neith-sama's... f-feet... nnggghh..."

[HotWheels]

With the pressure surely coursing through his head, Yuto's offerings of kisses and massages did not prove all that adept, but that only told the goddess that she was doing her job well. The ongoing pressure amped up bit by bit, with Neith sighing quietly in contentment each time her harder squeezing got a response out of him. She could certainly do this all day if people paid her for it, at least apply this squeeze. Her thighs continued to frame his head beautifully, and she might accept if he never voiced his surrender.

When he did, he added a little tidbit, and Neith laughed outright as she released the pressure all at once, letting her deadly legs regain their softer shape though they stayed around his head. "You really are obsessed, foot boy. Do I have you so delirious that you can do nothing but admit to it? I wasn't even using them." Of course, she had held them close enough to his excited self that he likely had them on his mind, but she could feign ignorance in order to properly tease him.

She had a different plan in mind, but she would give him what he wanted briefly first. Releasing his head, she leaned back and bent her legs, holding just her feet in front of his face. "Ten kisses for these. Then back on the bed."

[Lico]

Yuto only realized what he said after Neith laughed at him, and he could feel his face getting warm with embarrassment. Regardless, he did get to feel her feet, and after gulping at the sight of the goddess' soles presented in front of his face, the boy leaned towards them to kiss those parts that had gotten him addicted - something that he pretty much admitted loudly now with his submission. Ten kisses each, so he made sure that every smooches counted. He planted his lips firmly every time, sniffing her feet a little as well, each kiss only further making him falling deeper under her spell. There's no way back now, and he could feel his member twitching down there with each smooch.

"Mmmhhh... mmmhhh..."

Once he was done with the feet, Yuto waited a bit for Neith to move away, so he could climb the bed and sat there on his knees. She'd see that his embarrassment still remained a bit on his face, as he timidly shifted his gaze between her and the empty spot on the bed in front of him, nervously waiting for her next command.

[HotWheels]

He did good work. It made sense, given his addiction. Neith savored the last ten kisses she would allow on her feet, and he savored them every bit as much as she did. She was certain they could have filled their time together with nothing but these adoring kisses, and he would not have tensed even a shoulder in opposition. With the clock ticking on her proving herself entirely the goddess of these proceedings and her wishing to make the ending a memorable one to remain firmly entrenched in his memory as she had promised, she could offer a bit of a last chance to enjoy a part of her that he had so clearly been drawn to from the start.

When he finished, Neith, deciding to show off a bit, rolled backward like a gymnast, legs over her head, until she turned right-side-up again and waited on her knees. She beckoned with her fingers, telling him to come closer. He joined her on his knees, and he could see that he had not totally lost all sense of self and decorum. He looked reddened, sheepish. She merely grinned at him like the Cheshire cat for several seconds, letting tension build, before she ran her hands over the sheets before her.

"Now you see why you'll never forget me. On your back, right here."

Presuming that he would obey, Neith shifted herself so that she would straddle his stomach, facing backward towards his feet again like she had in the earlier face-down smother into her feet. In fact, she wiggled them at him, reminding him of the experience. "Not these, this time..." she sweetly told him, then scooted back so she was on his chest. Then again so she was nearly sitting on his chin.

She looked over her shoulder to see his reaction. "Kiss there. Twice," she said, indicating her butt with her eyes.