sit meets his Goddess – Chapter 9: Leaving Full
The last evening has ended and my pussy is still scorched from the fire Goddess torched. Her on-line work finished, sleep has drifted over my laden eyes; departure arrives soon. Goddess is up to share coffee with Her departing French slave; i’m commanded to follow. She rests back in the restaurant chair ordering two bottles of water. “sit, take one back and drink it NOW. W/we’ll eat in one hour.”
Goddess enters while i’m packing, i promptly fall into “wait” before Her sandaled toes. “slave, drink this second bottle of water now.” Stupidly i keep my head buried on the tile floor and in reply “Thank You Goddess.” my name rings out. “SIT, what did I just SAY?” Her brow furls, “Drink it NOW, before I count to ten.” i jump, i grab, i chug it down by eight.
“30 minutes at my door, waiting position.”
Goddess always chooses my food, yet strangely does not allow coffee today. Instead, two more bottles of water. Packed, W/we all checkout. She wants three more bottles. We wait, and wait a bit longer, so i ask for Goddess’s permission to use the water closet. “NO, you may not.” She grabs a bottle, twists off the top, hands it to me and poignantly retorts. “Drink, now.”
We finally depart, and the van stops just outside town for gas. Another passenger seizes the opportunity to run for the bathroom. The airport is 90 minutes away, my eyes beg Hers, yet Goddess calmly turns away to carry on a conversation with another Domme. Somewhere down the road Goddess leans into me with the palm of Her hand, pressing directly into my blatter. She whispers, “Do you have to pee slave?” She smiles and reaches for the last bottle, opens it, raising the neck of the bottle directly to my lips.
“sit, I am training you to be My personal toilet. What comes from Me is sacred and you must hunger for My champagne, My caviar. Everyday for the rest of your life with Me, you shall partake of My nectar.”
i ferociously have to pee so i’m starting to chew on my lower lip. Does She want me to urinate down my pants in front of everyone present? Does She prefer that i just suffer for the remaining miles? i choose the later, ride along silently as my abdominal muscles contract and rotate inward to stop any unintentional leaks. The airport rises in view not one moment too soon.
“Oh please” my face begs.
“you may go now.” She smiles.
I hurriedly turn to enter the airport lobby.
“STOP, sit.”
I turn back, Goddess reaches into Her purse and pulls out a pair of soiled panties. “Open your mouth.” Goddess presses Her panties completely in. “Do not touch them. Return immediately when you have released My pee.”
Her pee? Well, yes that makes sense as everything about me belongs to Her. i quickly rush in. She patiently waits on the sidewalk outside.
“It’s time for U/us to depart, sit.” i begin to fall to my knees, but Goddess grabs my steel collar and pulls me straight back up. Both hands fall behind my back.
“slave, you will remove My chastity to pass security but leave My steel collar in place. My cock shall be relocked at the first bathroom and wear My panties home. Remove them at evening altar, kiss, and worship them. Give Me thanks and immediately report in.”
i nod yes, and Goddess continues, “Open Your mouth.”
Goddess reaches in with Her long fingernail, pulling out a tiny tail of the panty that now falls to rest below my chin. The cabbies and baggage handlers on the sidewalk have all turned to stare at U/us. Her fingernail punctures the skin under my chin, as Goddess’s eyes hold me totally bound to Her voice.
“slave, stand here motionless until I disappear from sight.”
“I own you now sit. Every bit of you.”
i remain frozen as She walks down the gentle sloping incline, slipping into a distant terminal door. my shoulders release and hump over in sadness. Her panty is still partially hanging out from my mouth. Men are looking at me, but no-one is saying a word.
i turn to depart.
The facts are obvious; my life going forward has forever changed.