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 The Rise of Goddess Jasmine PROLOGUE

   My life has changed greatly.  Ever since I met Goddess Jasmine, my life
now serves a purpose.  In short, Goddess Jasmine is my owner.  She has
taken over my life and I don't know what I'd do without her.  Let me
attempt to describe her perfection.  Goddess, of course, is naturally
dominant.  Right away, that is the most attractive quality about her.  But
physically, she is perfect as well.  She has long dark hair that goes past
the middle of her back.  Her brown eyes stare into my soul, shaking my very
being.  She wears these adorable black-rimmed glasses that make her look
even sexier, if that's possible.  She stands an average five foot five, but
her power makes her feel over six feet tall.  Her ass is literally the most
perfect ass in the world.  It alone should be worshipped.  While her
breasts aren't huge, they are the perfect size for her body, and more than
once I've been caught staring at them.  She dresses comfortably in leggings
and yoga pants and skinny jeans, but she makes it all look so glamorous. 
She is so powerful now, but this is the story of her rise to that power.

   CHAPTER 1

   Goddess did not like her step-dad.  Anyone who knew her could tell.  But
unlike most women, Goddess figured out a way to use that to her advantage.
Over the course of a few months, when Goddess was still only fifteen years
old, she started observing her step-dad - how he'd react to things, the way
he would say things, and the manner in which he tried to discipline
Goddess. Goddess realized that in order to get what she wanted, she needed
to manipulate him.

   After school one day, Goddess wanted to go shopping.  She had her own
money of course, but she wanted to see if she could get her step-dad to pay
for her mini-spree.

   "Hey James, I have to go shopping for a few things.  Can I please borrow
like 20 bucks?" Goddess asked in as nice a tone as possible.

   "No," her step-dad answered quickly.

   "Why not?"

   "Because I said so.  You'll never appreciate money if you always ask for
handouts," he explained.

   "Pleeeeeeease?" Goddess looked directly at her step-dad and batted her
eyelashes.

   James gulped.  "Uh, I...I really shouldn't," he stammered.  Goddess
could tell he was a little nervous.  "You know your mom wouldn't approve."

   "I promise I won't tell anyone," Goddess almost whispered this directly
in his ear.  James could feel his heart rate quicken.

   "Well, ok, I guess.  It's just 20 dollars," he caved in.

   "Actually, why don't you make it fifty," Goddess smiled sweetly.

   James swallowed hard.  "O...okay.  Here you go." Goddess took his money,
turned around and walked away.  Not even a thank you.

   Later, when Goddess returned, she asked her mom if she could go out
later with her friends.  "Okay, but be back by ten," her mom replied.

   Clearly this was unacceptable to Goddess, so she went to her stepdad.

   "Can I stay out a little later tonight?" she asked him.

   "What did your mom say?"

   "She wants me home at ten, but you know how uncool that is, right?  I
mean, you want me to be cool and have a good reputation at school right?"
Goddess stared at her stepdad with that familiar smile.

   "Well, true, you...you do need a good reputation.  Um, okay, but be home
at 11, and be quiet," James conceded.

   Goddess stepped closer to him.  "How about 2 am?  That's a good time,
right?" She stared.

   He cracked.  "I...I can't say no to you.  Okay, fine.  Just don't tell
your mom."

   Satisfied, she licked her lips to tease him more and walked away without
a thank you, leaving her stepdad breathing heavily.

   Life continued like this for the rest of the year.  Every time Goddess
wanted something, all she had to do was bat her eyelashes, bend over
innocently, or give some small sexual innuendo, and James would give her
anything she wanted.  She even had James do her homework when she didn't
feel like it.  She knew she had some power over men, and she liked this
power.

   CHAPTER 2

   At the end of that school year, the family had to move, so Goddess
attended a new school.  By now, Goddess was embracing her power over weak
men and was willing to test the waters wherever she went.  Her new school
was the perfect place to do just that.

   "Good morning, Jasmine," I said to Goddess when I first met her.  As
principal of her new high school, I wanted to meet with my new student and
make her feel welcome.  So on the first day of school, I had her meet me in
my office.

   "Good morning," she replied, and we shook hands.  She acted like most
high school kids, with a little attitude, but nothing too serious.

   "I just wanted to welcome you here to Lincoln High.  I hope you find
everything you're looking for here, and don't hesitate to ask me any
questions if you need anything." I smiled.

   Goddess then crossed her legs, and caught me staring as she did so.

   "You see something you like?" Goddess challenged me.

   "Um, no, uh, why do you ask?" I replied.

   "You were staring at my legs and feet.  It's okay, I like that you were
looking.  They make you weak, don't they?" Goddess continued.

   My throat got dry.  "Um, n...no, not at all," I answered.

   "We'll see about that." And then Goddess licked her lips.  I couldn't
help but stare.  "That's what I thought.  You're weak too, just like
James."

   "Who's James?"

   "None of your business," Goddess said sternly.

   "Oh, sorry!  I didn't mean - "

   Perfect, Goddess thought to herself.  I have him right where I want him.
"Actually, I forgot my lunch today.  Do you have $20 so I can eat?" Goddess
batted her eyelashes.

   I tried to regain my composure.  "Oh, um, of course!  Here you go." I
took out my wallet and gave her the money.

   "Excellent," Goddess said suspiciously.  "Well, I'm going to head to
class now.  I'll let you know if I need anything else." Goddess turned and
walked away, sensing that I was staring at her ass as she did.

   A few days passed, but I couldn't get Goddess out of my mind.  I
couldn't exactly take her out of class, but as luck would have it, she got
sent to my office.

   "So, Miss Smith, I see that you were misbehaving in class?" I asked her
as I read the report from her teacher.

   "I didn't do anything wrong!  Someone else misbehaved and I got blamed
for it!" Goddess batted her eyelashes.

   "Well, I don't know.  You probably should serve a detention either after
school or on Saturday.  Which one do you want?"

   "I don't want either one!  Come on, can't you make it go away?  Please?"
She stared into my eyes as she asked me, but it wasn't really a question.
It felt more like a command.  I cracked.

   "Okay, fine, just this once.  We'll call it a warning." I tried to sound
like I wasn't giving in, but I don't know if it worked.

   "Thanks!  You're the best, Mike!  It's okay if I call you that, right?"

   I blushed.  "Um, well okay, just not in front of other adults." I was
shaking.

   "Sure thing." She flashed her white smile, got up, and walked out of my
office.  And I stared again.

   The following week, she knocked on my door.  She didn't have an
appointment, but of course, I let her in anyway.  "We need to talk,"
Goddess simply stated.  I immediately got nervous and my face flushed.

   "What's wrong?" I asked.

   "I need a new schedule.  I don't like my teachers."

   "Well, policy states that we can't just change your schedule because of
a teacher," I explained.

   "I don't care.  Change it," Goddess commanded.

   "I...I wish I could, but my hands are tied!"

   "Haha, I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Goddess smirked.

   "Excuse me?" I started shaking a little bit.

   "I bet you'd love it if I walked over, tied your hands behind your back,
and made you kiss my ass, wouldn't you?" She was so bold with her
statements!

   "Um, no, that's totally inappropriate!"

   "Really?" Goddess then stood up, walked over to my desk.  "Get on your
knees.  Now!"

   Nervously, I immediately complied and got out of my chair.  Goddess
turned around and bent over slightly.  "Now kiss it."

   With very little hesitation, I leaned forward and planted my lips on her
jean-covered ass.  It was heavenly.  I couldn't remember ever being so
turned on in my life.

   "Good bitch.  Now, about my schedule."

   "Of course!  What teachers would you like?"

   "I want all male teachers," Goddess grinned down at me.

   "I'll make the changes today." Satisfied, Goddess flipped me off,
turned, and walked out my office.

   The next day, Goddess received her new schedule.  She didn't waste any
time in testing the waters, asking each of her teachers to sit wherever she
wanted, even if a student was already sitting there.  I made sure I gave
her the teachers who were known as pushovers, as if to encourage Goddess to
pursue her domination tendencies.  As expected, they catered to her
requests and sat her where she wanted.  The following week, when Goddess
didn't do her homework, she approached one of her teachers.

   "I know I don't have my homework, but that's ok, right?  I mean I don't
need to do homework anyway.  It's pointless for someone as perfect as me.
Don't you agree?" she asked one of them.  It really didn't matter who she
asked, because they all responded in similar ways.  "You're right, you
don't need to do your homework," one said.  "I probably shouldn't do this,
but yes, I won't make you do any," said another.  "And you probably should
just give me A's on all of my tests.  Thanks!" She told them all.  And of
course, at the end of the semester, on her report card, were nothing but
A's.

   Sadly, I didn't see Goddess for a couple of months, as she was busy
manipulating her teachers to get good grades.  But a few weeks into the
following semester, there was a knock on my door.

   "Come in!" I yelled a little too loudly.  When Goddess walked in, I
immediately changed my tone.  "Oh, I'm sorry Miss Smith."

   She didn't even acknowledge it.  "What can you tell me about Caesar? 
You know, the hot athlete that oozes sex?" Goddess was clearly getting more
comfortable talking in my presence.

   "Um, well, I don't know much about him.  I just know he plays football
and basketball.  Why do you want to know, Miss Smith?"

   "Well, since he's hot, I want him to notice me.  So we have to make sure
that he runs into me somehow.  Have any ideas, Mike?"

   I was taken aback by her use of my first name, but I didn't let it show.
"Well, I could have you deliver a pass to him, and maybe you could give him
your number?"

   "Hmmm, not a bad idea, Mike.  You're not so stupid after all.  I'll do
it.  What class is he in now?"

   I gave her the information she required, and she went off to find him.
Here I was being formal, calling her by her last name, and she was
completely disrespectful using my first name.  Yet, I couldn't tell her to
stop.

   A few days later, I was walking in the halls and I saw Goddess talking
to Caesar.  It looked like they were getting along well.  I passed them and
Goddess looked at me with a scowl on her face, as if telling me to fuck off
and mind my own business.  I kept going to my office.

   Later that day, she walked into my office without knocking.  "I need
money."

   Panicked, I got worried.  "Oh my!  What's wrong?"

   "Nothing, idiot." She rolled her eyes.  I said nothing.  "He asked me
out, and you're going to pay for it."

   My face blushed and I swallowed hard.  "Oh?  Um, okay, h...how much do
you need?" My head started spinning and I couldn't really think straight.

   "I think $200 should do.  I need a hot outfit to look hot for him!"
Goddess demanded.  I hesitated.  "Understand, bitch?"

   Flushed, I reached for my wallet.  "Y...yes Miss Smith."

   "And actually, call me...Goddess.  That's an appropriate title for
someone like me, don't you think?"

   I gulped again.  "Yes...Goddess." And with that, I handed her a stack of
$20 bills.  "Here you go Goddess."

   She looked at the money, then at me, smiled, turned around, and left. 
And as always, I was left staring at her ass more turned on than ever.

   CHAPTER 4

   I was dying to know how Goddess's date went, but I couldn't look too
excited publicly.  Lucky for me, I didn't have to wait to long to see her
again.  The middle of the following week, she walked into my office
unannounced.  I was definitely under her spell.

   "H...hi Goddess," I said nervously.

   "Good bitch!" Goddess smiled at me.

   "How was your date with Caesar?"

   "It was perfect, just like he is.  We do make the perfect couple, don't
we?"

   "Absolutely!!  You two are amazing together!"

   "I'm glad you agree, because we are going to use your house this
weekend."

   "Wait, what?" I asked incredulously.

   "You heard me.  We are going to fuck this weekend, but we can't do it at
either of our homes, so we're going to use yours."

   "You can't do that!"

   "Yes we can and yes we are." I could tell there was no room for
negotiation.

   "Very well," I resigned.  Even though I felt defeated, I realized that
this was a great opportunity to see the two of them together outside of
school.

   "Here is what you're going to do, slave," Goddess started with an evil
gleam in her eye.  She no longer cared what she called me anymore.  "You
are going to be on your best behavior, like you're my servant, even though
it's your house.  Act like it's mine and you serve me.  I think you know
what I mean.  "

   "Yes...Goddess." I could feel myself getting turned on.

   "I'm going to be there at 6, and the house better be in perfect shape,
got it, bitch?" I blushed hard and nodded.  "You're going to make dinner -
two steaks, medium rare, baked potatoes, vegetables, and a salad."

   I started figuring out how I was going to time all this out.

   "That's not all.  I want the table set for two in a romantic setting,
candles, your best china plates, and your best silverware.  None of the
shitty stuff you normally use.  If you have to go buy some, then do so. 
Got it so far, loser?"

   My head was spinning, I was in a daze.  "Yes Goddess."

   "Afterward, we are going to watch a movie and you're going to get the
bedroom ready.  Make it like it was out of the movies, bitch."

   "As you wish Goddess," I replied.  I knew I was fully under her spell,
and wanted to please her.

   "You'll pick Caesar up at 6:30 and you better act like the most
respectful person on this planet.  After all, he is way more of a man than
you'll ever be."

   This comment stung a little, but it was so true.  He was a really
good-looking guy, and I did feel inferior to him.

   I didn't even see Goddess leave.  I was in such a fog, but I got up and
left my office, needing to get some air.  On Friday, I went to the store
and bought some groceries, and came home to start the evening.  I cleaned
up the house and started cooking, and before I knew it, it was that time. I
left the door unlocked just in case.

   "Hi bitch, I'm home!" I heard Goddess shout as she walked in.  She
looked stunning in a tight black dress and sexy shoes and makeup.  My heart
skipped a beat.

   "Hi Goddess!  I hope you like what I've done!" I was almost too excited.
The dining room was transformed into a romantic venue, the salad was in the
refrigerator and steaks were resting.  The vegetables were almost ready to
go.

   "Not too bad, loser," Goddess said.  I beamed with pride.  Her approval
meant everything to me.  "You should probably get ready to pick him up,
right?"

   "Yep!  I'm going to leave in a few minutes, just making sure all the
food is ready." When I felt pretty good about everything, I left Goddess
and went to pick up her man.

   On my way to pick up Caesar, my mind was racing.  I was so excited but I
was nervous about his reaction.  When I walked to his door, he was already
ready to go.

   "So, this is really gonna happen?" he asked when he opened the door.

   "Um, yes, I know it's weird, but I promise to be on my best behavior."

   "Well, I guess we'll see what happens.  Let's go then." I opened the car
door for him and he sat down.  On the way home, things were pretty silent.
And then he spoke.  "You're really submissive?"

   "Um, yes," I replied blushing.

   "Like, how submissive are we talking?"

   "I...I'll pretty much do whatever."

   "Jasmine call you names?"

   "Yeah." As I was admitting this to him, I was even more turned on.  I
was looking over at his body and he caught me.

   "What are you looking at?  See something you like?" Caesar asked with a
grin.  He knew how I was.

   "N...no, sorry.  It's just, this is all so unreal."

   "Yeah right.  You know I'm an alpha male and you wish you could be me."

   I sighed.  "Yes.  It is.  And I'm jealous of you with Goddess."

   "She's pretty fuckin hot, right?"

   "Of course she is!  The hottest woman I know!"

   "Yeah.  Keep driving bitch.  Time to see her."

   When we arrived at my house, I opened the door for him, took his jacket,
and hung it up.  Goddess met him at the door and they kissed lovingly.  I
was jealous but seriously turned on.

   "I think this bitch is a faggot," Caesar told Goddess.  "He kept
sneaking glances at me while he drove me.  What a little bitch." I wanted
to crawl into a hole.

   "Oh really?  Well, we can figure something out later," Goddess answered.
"But first, let's eat.  This loser made some dinner."

   Dinner went very well.  I served them each their meal and they seemed to
really like it.  All the while, I was refilling their glasses and staying
out of their way.  Afterward, I cleaned off the table and started washing
the dishes as Goddess and Caesar went into the living room to watch their
movie.

   "Get the bedroom ready, bitch," Goddess commanded.

   "Yes Goddess, doing it now," I said, and then went upstairs to prepare
the room.

   When the movie was over, they came upstairs to a decorated room with
candlelight and rose petals.  Soft music was playing in the background, and
you could tell they were ready to fuck.

   "Hey babe, before we start, I want our bitch to do something," Goddess
told Caesar.

   "Sure thing, anything you want!"

   "Bitch, get on your knees and crawl to Caesar." I eagerly complied. 
"Now undo his pants and lick his cock.  Get him ready for me."

   I looked up at Goddess, stunned.  She sensed that and continued. 
"You're my bitch now.  You do as I say.  If I tell you to suck cock, you're
going to suck cock.  Got it??"

   "Whoa, wait a minute," Caesar commented.  "That's pretty gross.  I don't
know if I want a dude near my dick."

   "It'll be ok baby.  He's a closet faggot.  Just close your eyes and
imagine it's me on you, and then you can humiliate him while you fuck his
mouth," Goddess answered.

   "Hmmm, I don't know."

   "Look babe, he's not a real man.  So it's not really gay for you to use
him.  Right?" Caesar thought about this a while and finally said, "Okay. 
I'll try it this once, but I'm not sure."

   Meanwhile, I was conflicted.  Caesar was definitely hot, but was this
something I wanted to do?  I looked back at Goddess and she just glared. 
Slowly, I reached up and unzipped Caesar.  Goddess smiled.  I pulled his
pants down and pulled out his cock.  It was incredible.  Even soft, it was
long and thick.

   "That's a good faggot.  Now lick it.  Slowly." Hesitantly, I leaned
forward and stuck my tongue out.  When I made contact with his cock, it was
amazing.  I moved forward, licking more, eventually taking him in my mouth.
"That's right.  Caesar was right.  You really are a faggot, aren't you? 
Say it."

   I lifted my head.  "I'm a faggot."

   "Faggot for what?"

   "I'm a faggot for Caesar's cock."

   "Mister Caesar to you!"

   "I'm a faggot for Mr.  Caesar's cock!" I went back on his cock and
started sucking harder.

   "Okay, that's enough loser.  Go downstairs on the floor while we fuck
each other's brains out!"

   Sadly, I backed away and crawled downstairs.  My head was spinning.  I
can't believe I sucked a guy's dick, and I liked it!  I didn't know what to
think.  Plus, I heard the sounds of Goddess and Caesar fucking and I was so
turned on!  Dejected, I fell asleep on the living room floor.

   CHAPTER 5

   The next morning, I woke up early to make Goddess and Caesar breakfast.
When it was ready, I brought it up and knocked on the door.

   "I have breakfast for you both," I told them.

   "Good faggot.  Come in," Goddess mumbled while she laid down.  I needed
permission to enter my own bedroom, but I was realizing that it was no
longer my bedroom.

   I stood there holding the tray of food while the two of them slept some
more.

   "Um, Goddess, your food?" She kicked me in the balls as a reply.  Trying
not to drop the tray.  I waited a few moments to recover, then tried again.

   "Goddess?" Another kick.  My legs were shaking and I tried to hold the
tray.  Eventually, Goddess sat up and took my tray.

   "I hope you like it!" I said excitedly.  They looked at the food and
started eating, not commenting on anything.  "Is it good?" I asked
hopefully.

   Silence.  "You may go now, loser," Goddess said after I served them
their food.  "But come back for our shower right away."

   "Yes Goddess," I bowed my head and left the room, sad that they didn't
comment on my effort.

   When I returned, Goddess instructed me to get the bathroom ready.  I
went in and turned the water on and got the soap and shampoo ready.

   "Turn away from us while we shower bitch," Goddess told me.  I turned
away while the two of them got in the shower, unable to see either one.  I
held their towels in my hands as I heard them kissing and making out.  My
mind raced as I listened, getting turned on and jealous at the same time.
Eventually I heard moaning and screaming as their bodies smacked against
the shower walls.  I knew they were fucking hard and fast and all I could
do was listen and imagine.  It was torture.

   Trying to sneak a peek, I turned my head.

   "What are you doing?" Caesar caught me.

   "Uhh, nothing..." I stuttered.

   "You were trying to sneak a peek, weren't you?  You're trying to be a
sneaky little fag bitch!" Caesar yelled.

   "I...I'm sorry!  I just...I heard you, and it was driving me crazy!"

   "Well you need a punishment," Goddess instructed.  "Any ideas, babe?"

   "I think the faggot needs a spanking.  After you dry us off, you're
getting one," Caesar told me.

   Knowing how athletic and manly Caesar was, I was scared at how much this
could hurt.  When they were done, I got behind them and started drying off
their perfect bodies.  They wrapped their towels around their bodies.

   "Bend over bitch," Goddess demanded.  Like a baby, a bent over Caesar's
lap, and of course I could feel the bulge of his cock through the towel.

   Whack!  Whack!  Whack!  Over and over, Caesar spanked me hard!  I was
yelling and wincing, and eventually I started crying.  I could only imagine
how red my ass was, but it stung a lot.  When the ordeal was over, I was a
ball of tears, and I crawled away to the living room floor and laid on my
stomach while my ass stung.

   Eventually Goddess and Caesar came downstairs.  I was still laying down,
but maybe they thought I was sleeping, because I overheard a few things
that they were saying.

   "Damn girl, he really isn't a real man," Caesar told Goddess.

   "I told you!  This bitch will do anything we say.  We own his ass!"
Goddess smiled.

   "Yeah, and even at school.  We won't have to do a fucking thing at
school!"

   "Right?  He's such a little faggot."

   "You know what, babe?" Caesar asked.  "He actually kinda reminds me of a
girl too.  The way he moves and some of the things he says."

   "Hmmm, maybe we can see how much like a girl he can really look like!"
Goddess suggested.

   "What do you mean?"

   "You know, like have him wear girl panties and a bra, dress him in girl
pants and make him go to work like that, or running errands for us like
that.  Hell, maybe even style his hair like a girl and do his makeup!"
Goddess was practically laughing.

   "Damn, girl!  You're bad!" But Caesar loved the idea and was laughing
along with her.  I overheard this and I was completely embarrassed.  I was
also extremely turned on.

   CHAPTER 6

   "Okay bitch, wake up!" Goddess yelled as she kicked me in the side.  "We
can't have you sleeping all day!"

   The pain in my backside was subsiding, and I stood up on shaky legs.

   "Today, you're going to clean our house, naked."

   "What?" I asked.

   "You heard me.  And for questioning me, hit yourself in your little
ballsack.  Now!" Goddess wasn't joking.  As hard as I could, I punched
myself there.

   "Owww!" I yelped as a doubled over.  When I looked up, Goddess and
Caesar were laughing hard.

   "Ooh, I've got an idea," Caesar said.  "Come outside, faggot." I
followed him outside.  He picked up a stick and threw it.  "Now get on all
fours and fetch!"

   Hoping I wouldn't see anyone I knew, I started crawling toward the
stick. "Use only your mouth!" Goddess added.  I bent down and picked it up
with my mouth, then crawled back.  "Good boy," Goddess said as she patted
me on the head.

   We went back inside and they sat down.  "Stay on your hands and knees,
loser," Goddess told me.  I crawled to them and stayed in front of them. 
They both raised their legs and stretched out on top of me.  I was
literally being their footstool.  They even fell asleep while I was keeping
their legs on my back.  My knees were killing me.

   An hour or two must have passed, and they awoke.  "We're hungry, bitch.
Make us some lunch." I crawled to the floor to look for food.  "You can
stand loser, haha."

   I prepared them some lunch and Goddess sensed Caesar was getting horny.

   "Hey faggot, give my man a blowjob while we eat.  He needs to let some
energy out and I'm a little tired still." I got back on my knees and
crawled under the table.  I fished out his dick and started licking.  He
really didn't pay much attention to me, as he was talking to Goddess the
entire time.  I kept bobbing faster and faster, hoping to make him enjoy
it, but I wasn't sure he was.  Eventually though, he grunted softly, and a
huge stream of cum entered my mouth.  I was finally rewarded with all of
his alpha cum!

   "So since our bitch is such a sissy faggot, I think he should be fucked
like one," Goddess said to Caesar.

   "You mean, like in his ass?  I don't know babe.  That's a lot for me to
process," Caesar replied.

   "Don't worry, just remember, he's not a real man.  He has a sissy clit
and if his ass is shaved, it'll feel just like a tight pussy.  It'll feel
great!  And then if I'm on my period, you can still fuck!  We both win!"
Goddess definitely had this all figured out.

   I just sat in silence thinking all of this over.  But ultimately, Caesar
agreed.  "Okay, I guess so."

   "Awesome!  Let's do it on the couch," Goddess suggested happily. 
"Faggot, so shave your ass!"

   I crawled to the bathroom and did as I was told.  When I was satisfied
with how I looked, I went over to the couch and got on all fours.

   "First lick his dick to get him prepared.  Then, spread wide bitch.  You
know Caesar has a thick cock," Goddess laughed.  I licked him to lubricate
his cock, and then turned around and spread my cheeks.  Slowly I felt him
enter me.

   "Ow!!  Oh my goodness, that hurts!!" I screamed.

   "Shut up faggot, and take it," Goddess replied.  Caesar kept pushing
further and further, ripping my ass.  I was seeing stars, starting to
scream.  But those screams seemed to make Caesar, and Goddess, more
excited. He fucked my ass harder and harder, and I was crying and screaming
the whole time.

   "I'm gonna cum faggot!" Caesar yelled.  And with a final thrust, he
emptied his balls again into me, this time up my ass.  "Now turn around and
clean it off."

   I quickly turned around and took his softening cock in my mouth, tasting
my ass and his cum.  It was an intoxicating mixture, and my head was
spinning.  What have I become?

   When he calmed down, Goddess told me to take him home.  I put on some
clothes and drove him back to his house.

   "You really are a faggot, aren't you bitch?" Caesar asked me.

   "I...I guess so.  I just have never done anything like this before."

   "But you will do it more and more.  Get used to it.  We own everything
about you."

   "I know.  Oh I know." I dropped him off and he went inside.  The ride
home was quiet, but I was hoping Goddess would talk to me when I returned.
Unfortunately, when I got home, Goddess had left.  I had a really empty
feeling inside.  Then I saw a note.

   "While I'm gone, here are your instructions," the note said.  "Your
bedroom is now our bedroom.  Take out all of your clothes and put them in a
spare closet or something.  You are not allowed to be in there any more
without our permission.  Also, go buy a handle with a lock for the bedroom
door.  This will prevent you from trying to get in, since we will have you
locked out of it.  You will now sleep in the living room, even when we are
not there.  Also, make copies of each of your keys - your house key, your
car key, and your work keys.  We want to have 100% access to everything in
your life.  Enjoy bitch."

   I reread the note over and over.  My life had completely changed.

   CHAPTER 7

   On Monday, I was still reeling from everything that happened over the
weekend.  Luckily I was in the safety and privacy of my office, so even
though I wasn't very productive, no one knew.  It didn't take long for a
familiar face to just walk right in.

   "Call Caesar down, bitch," Goddess instructed me after she closed my
door.

   "Um, uh, why Goddess?" I was nervous about what she had planned.  Turned
on, but nervous.

   "Don't fucking question me, jeez!  Just call him down!"

   I got a teacher aide to request his presence in my office, and within
minutes, he showed up.  Not surprisingly, he didn't look too concerned
about being called to the office.

   "Hey sexy," he greeted Goddess as they made out for a while.  I just
stared, getting more and more turned on seeing them.  Instead of pulling
away though, Goddess slid to her knees.  She unzipped her man, and pulled
out his already long dick.

   "Faggot, get over here with me," Goddess said without looking at me.  I
crawled over and we were both face-to-face with his massive hardness. 
"Suck his balls while I suck his cock." Without a word, I did as I was
told, swirling my tongue all around his balls, sucking them in my mouth. 
Meanwhile, I heard slurping noises coming from Goddess, and moans coming
from Caesar.

   "Damn that feels good," I heard Caesar say.

   "Lick his ass, bitch," Goddess told me.  Leaving his balls, I moved
behind Caesar and pulled his asschecks apart.  I wasn't even thinking about
what I was doing, and I instantly slid my tongue up his ass, rimming him.
Hearing him moan more encouraged me to do better, so I slid my tongue
deeper.  Then I felt him shudder.

   "Yes!!" he yelled as he erupted a flood of cum into Goddess's mouth. 
Like a pro, she didn't miss a beat, swallowing it all down into her
stomach. I pulled away as Goddess stood up.  As I stayed on my knees, I saw
the two of them share a sensual kiss.  Pangs of jealousy got even stronger.

   "I'll see you later, baby," he told Goddess as he left my office.  Her
smiled quickly left as she turned and looked at me.

   "Stand up fagboy," she commanded.  I stood.  "Did you do what I asked in
the note?"

   "You mean regarding the keys?" I asked.

   "Exactly."

   "Yes, Goddess." I handed them over to her.  She now had access to
everything about me, whenever she wanted.  I couldn't escape from her
power, even if I wanted to.

   "Good.  You follow directions well," Goddess said simply.

   I beamed with pride and there was a big smile on my face.

   "Here's the next task.  I want you to gather all my teachers for an
after school meeting.  I have some things planned for you all.  Tell them
they have to wear a girlfriend's or wife's panties.  Let me know when it's
set up.  Got it, bitch?"

   My mind was racing, but I told her I'd get it done.  After she left my
office, I sent some emails and asked that all 6 of her teachers meet in my
office after school that day to discuss a student meeting.  When school
ended, they all showed up and I closed the door.

   "So, as you all know, Goddess has been doing whatever she wants in each
of your classes.  She wanted me to arrange a meeting, so clear your
schedules for tomorrow after school.  You will all owe her at least $100,
so be prepared.  Also, she has required you all to wear panties, either
your wife's or girlfriend's, so don't disobey her.  I have been assigned to
take pictures of the event." They all looked awkwardly at each other, but
nodded in understanding.  We all left that day in a fog.

   CHAPTER 8

   The next day flew by quickly as I was in eager anticipation of what
would happen after work.  I had sent an email to Goddess and the teachers
saying to meet in our community room near the back of the school.  It would
give us a lot more space to do whatever it was we were asked to do.

   Goddess met me there just as the last bell ended, and she was looking as
hot as ever, with skinny jeans and boots and a short sweater.  I was
already feeling weak.  Soon, her teachers walked in, each looking the same
way I was.

   "Nice job losers, showing up on time.  First of all, Give me your money.
Let's go." One by one, each of them handed her either cash or a check for
the required amount.  Some, however, had extra and gave it to her as well.
Her history teacher even gave her a total of $500!  In a matter of seconds,
she had over $1200 in her hand.

   "Wow, good job bitch!  You are my favorite loser today!" And with that
Goddess patted her teacher on the head.  I could tell he had never been
happier, as any one of us would have loved to be praised by her.

   "Next, I want each of you to show me what panties you chose to wear. 
And beware, there WILL be a punishment for the biggest losers!" She stood
back as everyone pulled their pants down to show Goddess their panties.

   "Now faggot," Goddess said, looking at me, "pick the best pair."

   I felt proud being the judge so I stared at each of them closely.  They
ranged from cotton to satin to lace, some were thongs, some were boyshorts,
and some were simple bikini.  I took pictures of everyone in different
poses, some with hands on their hips, some bending over kissing the air,
even some with their legs spread.  There was a good mix of styles between
all of her teachers.  In the end, I chose a pink satin thong that one of
them wore.

   "Okay that's enough, bitch," Goddess told me.  "I think you're enjoying
this too much.  She motioned to her history teacher.  "Since you gave me
the most money, I'll let you take pictures now of your bitch boss wearing
the panties he chose!" I looked at Goddess, a little nervous.  I had to
wear them?

   Slowly I walked over to the teacher that was wearing them and took them
from him.  As I was changing to put on the satin panties, the history
teacher was clicking away.

   "Wait a minute, loser.  You aren't going to slide them up your legs. 
You're going to wear it on your head while the pictures are being taken. 
Got it?" I stared at Goddess nervously, but of course, did what she said. I
slid them on my head and heard the sound of the camera capturing this
moment.

   "Now since my English teacher was wearing those panties that you chose,
he gets a reward!  You get to kiss my ass!  Aren't you the luckiest bitch!"
Goddess then bent over slowly, as all eyes were glued to her.  We were all
envious as the winner knelt down and gently kissed her perfection.  My
heart was racing, but of course, I wasn't a part of any of this.  "Now,
losers, you at least get to kiss my boots.  Get to it." As an entire group,
we knelt down and moved towards her feet.  "Oh no, not you," Goddess
directed to me.  "You just take pics." I was about to complain, but I knew
better.  Sadly, I got my camera out and snapped pictures of everyone
enjoying licking Goddess's sexy boots.  "Alright, that's enough," Goddess
addressed the group.  "I don't think you've had enough punishment. 
Everyone get on your hands and knees now!" As instructed, we did as she
said.  She walked behind us, and kicked each of us between the legs.  One
by one, we went down in pain.  Then she moved to the front of the line and
slapped each of us hard on each cheek.  "Look up at me!" As we did, she
spat in each of our faces, her saliva dripping down our faces on to our
necks.

   "Stand up, losers!" Goddess commanded.  "New contest.  The idiot that
cums the most gets a prize.  Ready?  Go!" They frantically pulled their
dicks out and started jacking off, with me, panties on head, still taking
pictures.  Goddess gave me cups to collect the cum in, and when each guy
was ready to shoot, I knelt in front of them and watched them fill their
cups.  "Enjoying this, faggot?"

   I slowly nodded as I took more pictures.  When everyone was done,
Goddess looked at each cup and determined the winner.  "Ok, ready for your
prize?" she asked the winner.  Of course he was, and he was rewarded with
an ass kiss, just like the last winner.  More boot licking for the rest of
the teachers, although I suspect they didn't think of it as that bad of a
punishment.

   "Okay, that's enough for today losers," Goddess told us.  "I want
increased devotion to me, allowing me to skip class whenever I want.  If I
don't get straight A's this semester, you will be severely punished.  That
is all.  You are dismissed."

   CHAPTER 9

   On my way home, I had time to reflect on everything that's happened
lately.  I remember my life before I met Goddess.  I got into education to
help kids and make things better for them, and I never thought my life
would really be that interesting.  Sure, I dated some people but nothing
ever came of it.  A typical weekend would be spent hanging out with
friends, maybe going on a date, cleaning up the house, nothing super
exciting.  But that all changed the moment I laid eyes on Goddess.  I went
from a normal, decent human being, to a mind-controlled slave bitch in a
matter of hours.  I used to be in control of my life, able to go anywhere
and do anything I wanted.  Now, I've given all my possessions to Goddess
and she tells me everything I need to do.  It is so much easier just
following her orders though.  I now sleep on the floor of my own house,
which is really her and Caesar's now, simply because she doesn't want me
messing up any furniture.  It's so surreal knowing they occupy the bed that
I used to sleep in.

   At least my weekends are far more interesting.  Each Friday, Goddess and
Caesar are over, making me serve them and cater to their every wish.  It
gives my life the meaning and purpose that was lacking before I met her.  I
get beaten and humiliated just because they feel like doing it, and I am
helpless to stop it.  Not that I would anyway.  I worship her, and by
association, him as well.  They are perfection.  I am devoted to them
forever now.

   Over the next several weeks, Goddess has taken over even more of my
life. She has access to all of my bank accounts now, and has my ATM card,
along with every password I have ever had.  She put a tracker in my phone
so she knows where I am at any point in the day.  She checks in with me
every morning and night, and rightfully so, she is the first person I think
about when I wake up, and the last person when I go to sleep.  She tells me
what I'll be doing each day, taking over my job, and she has basically
become the principal.  I am even her collection person for the other
teachers she controls.  I collect their money for her and hand it to her.
Not only that, she has instituted new school rules as well, like having
off-campus lunch for everyone, and she has eliminated the tardy policy. 
Kids can be on their phones in class and she has reduced the power teachers
have in the classroom significantly.  She truly is the most powerful
Goddess in the world.  And her birthday was coming up.

   CHAPTER 10

   It didn't take long for Goddess to remind me of her birthday, like I
could somehow forget it.  She came in to my office the day before and
plopped her perfection down in the chair.

   "As you know, bitch, it's my birthday tomorrow, so give me your keys and
your credit card.  I'm going on a shopping spree." She held out her hand
and said nothing more, just staring at me.  I could do nothing more but
stare back and reach for my keys and wallet.  As I did, my head started
spinning, knowing I was going to be used hard.  She took the items and
left, never looking back at me, leaving me staring yet again.

   While she was gone, I had a great idea for her birthday.  With the help
of her teachers, we were going to get her and Caesar an amazing hotel room.
The teachers were easy to convince, but then I wanted to contact her
step-dad.  Nervously, I made the phone call.

   "Hello, is this God-- Jasmine's step-dad?  This is the principal of her
high school," I began.  "No, don't worry, this isn't a bad call.  In fact,
I wanted to let you know how special Jasmine is.  A few of her teachers
wanted to give her a small gift to show our appreciation, and we wanted
your approval.  In fact, would you like to contribute anything?  I think
you know how wonderful she is."

   He didn't need much convincing.  He said he would give us $100 to go
toward whatever we decided.  He was really very accommodating.  When we
hung up, I made a reservation for the following evening at a 4-star hotel
downtown.  Breakfast in bed and a romantic candle-lit dinner for two.  With
everyone giving at least $100, this was going to be special.

   I was so excited that I called Caesar in my office to let him know.

   "I love that idea, good job, bitch," Caesar told me.  I was so happy
knowing that I pleased him.  "She's going to love it.  Give me the money as
soon as you get it all." I agreed and he left my office.

   I had all the money the next day, and gave it to him in the afternoon.
He was going to have a limo pick Goddess up and take her to the hotel with
him.  I thanked him for everything, and he flipped me off on his way out. I
didn't hear much that night, unfortunately, so I was left to wonder what
they were doing in the hotel.  It was a long night and I didn't get much
sleep.

   Meanwhile, Goddess and Caesar arrived at the hotel.  Once they checked
in, they dropped their bags off in the room.

   "Holy shit, this is fucking amazing!" Goddess cried out.  The room was
immense, over 1500 square feet, with the highest quality furniture.  It was
essentially a mansion inside a hotel room, with a grand piano and Jacuzzi,
marble floors and a full kitchen.

   "I'm glad you like it, baby.  Nothing but the best for my girl," Caesar
answered.  He leaned down to kiss her and they made out for some time.

   "Mmmm, I can't wait till after dinner, babe.  I'm gonna thank you good!"
Goddess teased.

   "Let's get some food then!" They changed into nicer clothes and went to
the 5-star restaurant.  They ordered steak and seafood and had a bottle of
champagne.

   "This is the best birthday ever.  I love you so much!" They held hands
throughout the dinner and stared lovingly at each other.  Eventually the
bill came, and Caesar charged it to the room.

   Back in the room, they took off each other's clothes and took a bath
together.  They made passionate love after and held each other while they
watched a movie in the room.  Eventually they fell asleep in each other's
arms.

   The next morning, Goddess used my credit card and ordered room service.
They got another bottle of champagne, and ordered everything on the menu.
It was entirely too much food for two people to eat, but since they weren't
paying for it, they didn't care.  They left most of the food on the plate,
but they were happy.

   "Haha, I can't wait until our faggot bitch gets his credit card bill. 
He's going to be so excited!" Goddess told Caesar.

   "You're fucking amazing, baby," Caesar replied, and they started going
at it again.  This time, Caesar fucked Goddess hard, shaking the bed and
making her scream.  Finally, they decided they needed to leave and head
back to school.  The next afternoon, Goddess showed up in my office.  She
should have been in class, but she was no longer following any rules.

   "How was your birthday Goddess?" I asked excitedly.

   "It was amazing, bitch!  Caesar got a limo and a hotel room for the
night.  We had an amazing dinner and breakfast in bed this morning.  He's
the most thoughtful guy in the world.  And he paid for it himself!  How
amazing is he??"

   I was a little taken aback by her comment about him paying.  "Um,
Goddess, actually, I came up with the idea and had everyone pitch in for
it," I explained.

   "That's not what Caesar told me.  Are you calling him a liar?" she
glared at me.

   I knew that look.  "Umm...well, no Goddess.  I'm sorry.  I was trying to
take credit for something Caesar did.  He is incredible and his ideas were
fantastic.  I'm glad you had fun."

   Goddess stood up and slapped my face hard.  "That's for lying, bitch. 
Don't ever do that again!  And don't ever try to take credit for something
a REAL man did.  Got it?"

   "Yes Goddess, I'm sorry," I said looking down, rubbing my face.

   "Good." And with that, she left my office.

   CHAPTER 11

   For several weeks, things were relatively calm.  Since Goddess had
access to my house, car, and credit cards, she spent and spent without any
concern for me.  My credit card bills were in the several thousands, and I
never used them.  With the school year ending and Caesar graduating, I was
looking forward to getting out of work mode.

   Once school let out, Goddess and Caesar were at my house a lot more. 
They told me to leave a lot so they could have time to themselves, so I
imagine during the day they were fucking in all of the rooms.  At least I
got to sleep on the floor at night and could hear them.  It made me jealous
every night but so weak and turned on!

   One day, I was cleaning the house and Goddess came up to me.  "Hey
faggot, we're going on vacation."

   "We are?" I asked excitedly.

   "Not you loser!  Just Caesar and me.  To the Bahamas.  I didn't need to
tell you, but I'm in a good mood.  Wanted to let you know."

   "When are you leaving?"

   "This weekend.  We just booked the flight and resort.  It was kinda late
notice so it was really expensive, but I don't care.  We used your card,
obviously." Goddess laughed.

   I gulped hard.  Yet another expense for several thousand dollars.  I was
basically broke already and in debt, but I was still so turned on by it. 
"O...okay Goddess.  Enjoy your trip."

   That weekend, I drove them to the airport.  At least Goddess let me have
my car back while they were gone.  On the way back, I realized how lonely I
was going to be without them in my life that week.

   When Goddess and Caesar boarded the plane, they were seated in first
class.  The flight attendants catered to their every whim and they had a
great meal.  Arriving in the Bahamas, they were shuttled to their hotel
room and noticed all the beaches nearby.  A week of fun, sun, and sex was
just what they needed.  They quickly changed into their bathing suits and
raced to the beach.

   "Damn, girl, you look fine as hell in that bikini!" Caesar told Goddess.

   "I bought it just for you babe," Goddess replied.

   "Mmmm, I love using the faggot's money for shit like this.  Fucking
loser," Caesar laughed.  They relaxed in the sun and went in the water to
swim a little.  Eventually they passed out asleep on the beach.

   After waking up, they returned to the hotel room and showered together.
This led to a quick fucking where Goddess was bent over in the shower as
Caesar fucked her hard.  This was going to be a busy week!

   The days passed slowly, with Goddess and Caesar enjoying every second of
their trip.  Between the eating, drinking, and sex, they kept very busy. 
The weather was perfect and they didn't want to leave.  But they knew they
would be back soon.  During their trip, they used my credit card only a few
times, but still racked up almost a thousand dollars.  I would be paying it
off for a long, long time.

   CHAPTER 12

   Like all summers, this one went by quickly.  When Goddess and Caesar
returned, they didn't tell me much about the vacation other than they had
fun.  It was so frustrating wanting all of the details, but I had to accept
the fact that I wasn't going to get them.  Instead, I embraced the fact
that they were over a lot, and enjoyed hearing their sounds of making out
and having sex.  I was horny almost all the time, but was never allowed to
have release.  I was going crazy.

   The next school year started way too quickly, and Caesar went off to a
local college.  He was still planning to come by on the weekends, and he
and Goddess would make up for missed time with each other.  I couldn't
wait!

   When Goddess got her school schedule for the year, she came to my office
at school.

   "You need to make sure I have more male teachers that will bow down to
me.  I need to expand my power.  So fix my schedule." She handed it to me.

   "Yes Goddess, I need to make a few changes," I replied

   "Also, I think I want a female teacher this year, bitch," she told me.

   "Oh, okay.  I wasn't expecting that!  I just assumed you wanted all
male..."

   "That's your problem loser, you assume too much.  Now fix it." That was
all it took.  I went on to the system and made sure she had the best
looking female teacher we had.

   "There you go Goddess," I handed her the paper.

   "Good bitch.  See you later." And she left.  This was an interesting
plot twist.



   The school year started off calmly enough, but then I got an email from
Goddess's female teacher, Jane Turner, saying that she wasn't doing her
work and was texting all the time in class.  Jane was not what someone
would call gorgeous, but she was definitely cute.  She has light brown hair
to her shoulders, small by perky breasts, and a small ass.  Plain, but
still attractive.  I replied that I would have a talk with her and we would
figure something out.  I called Goddess to the office.

   "She's a bitch.  She won't let me do anything, but I will make her bow
to me.  I know she's really a submissive bitch."

   "Okay, well try to pretend to do something so that she doesn't get on
your back, and then you can work your magic.  Anything you need me to do?"

   "No, I'll talk to her after class I think." She started to smile and
then walked out.

   The next day in that class, Goddess started muttering things under her
breath.  Calling her teacher "bitch" and "lesbo" just loud enough to
distract the class.

   "Jasmine, please stay after class," she told Goddess.

   "Whatever," she replied, but after class, Goddess did stay.

   "What's wrong with you, Jasmine?" she asked.

   "What's wrong with YOU, bitch?" Goddess challenged.  Her teacher was
shocked.  She had never been treated this way before, and she wasn't about
to let it go easily.

   "Listen, you need to manage your anger in my class.  It's very
disrespectful."

   "You need to earn my respect, and right now I have no reason to respect
you," Goddess shot back.

   "What do you mean?  What do I have to do to earn it?"

   "Basically, let me have my freedom.  If I tell you to do something, you
do it.  Simple as that."

   "I can't do that!  I'm in control of the class!"

   "Not anymore.  In fact, I bet you're secretly attracted to me and would
do what I commanded," Goddess said matter-of-factly.

   "Are you out of your mind?  That's crazy!"

   "Oh really?  Let's see.  Go to my desk and get my bag," Goddess pointed
to her desk.  The two women stared at each other, daring the other to break
eye contact.  Goddess enjoyed the power play and could feel her teacher
weaken.  Finally, her teacher broke.

   "Fine," she said quietly as she walked to get Goddess's bag.  "Here."

   "Good start, bitch.  I think we're going to work out well." Goddess
moved close to her teacher's ear.  "By the way, I think you're pretty hot
too." With that, Goddess walked away, knowing her teacher was turning red
and breathing heavily.

   The next several days passed similarly, Goddess challenging Jane on
everything, even telling her that she was wrong in class, in front of
everyone.  Slowly the class started turning on her and listened more to
Goddess.  The class could feel the teacher weaken over the next few days,
almost to the point of giving up.  Goddess gained more confidence and power
and never let her foot off the gas.  Finally, the teacher caved.

   "Jasmine, please stay after class."

   "What do you want, bitch?" Goddess asked when everyone left.

   "You win.  I can't handle all the back and forth with you.  You always
correcting me in front of everyone."

   "Well, you're always wrong."

   "I know, I can't help it.  You are more and more intimidating with each
passing day.  I can't take it any more.  You win."

   A huge smile appeared on Goddess's face.  "Good."

   "So what do you want?"

   "First, get on your knees and call me Goddess." Goddess stared briefly,
and the teacher slowly fell to her knees.  "Now, lick my shoes and kiss my
ass." Goddess leaned back to allow her teacher access, then bent over.  Her
teacher didn't take long to do as she was told.

   "I own your ass, bitch, got it?"

   "Yes, Goddess.  You do.  Whatever you want is yours." Jane said this as
she was almost shaking, as if she wanted this all along.

   "We're going to have some fun together, don't you worry," Goddess said
as she walked away.

   CHAPTER 13

   The next day Goddess was in my office.

   "We need a party with all of my slaves," she told me.

   "Um, okay...I can get in touch with them and have them all meet me at
our house this weekend."

   "Good job bitch.  Let's charge each of them at least $100 to come and
once again, you'll be taking pictures and not having any of the fun,"
Goddess said evilly.

   I sighed.  I was sad and jealous, but it just made me want to do what
she told me even more.  I sent some emails and talked to each of the
teachers over the last two years, and told them to come over on Saturday
with their money.  Our new Goddess was going to use us all.

   Saturday afternoon quickly came.  Everyone arrived promptly and Goddess
met us in the living room.

   "Good job slaves for being prompt.  You have pleased me so far.  Now
hand me your money." One by one, each teacher handed over at least $100,
with Jane giving $150.  "Impressive, bitch!  Now, we are going to have a
race.  You will run 3 miles around the neighborhood, and the winner will
get a prize.  Ready?  Go!" And with that, everyone sprinted out the door
and ran around the neighborhood.  While they were running, I got my camera
and made lunch for everyone.  About twenty minutes later, the winner
arrived.  He was clearly in the best shape of everyone there.

   After all of her teachers finished, most of them out of breath, Goddess
revealed the prize.

   "The slave with the biggest tits step forward," Goddess said looking at
Jane.  Looking at the race winner, she said, "Take off your pants." Looking
at her female teacher, Goddess pointed to the ground.  Jane kneeled.

   "Good bitch, you learn quickly.  Now give the winner your best handjob."
Mortified, Jane reached up and started stroking her colleague.  It may have
been awkward at first, but soon they developed a rhythm.  Meanwhile,
Goddess got in front of her and leaned down to sit on her face.

   "Ah, this is more like it," Goddess told her and she sat.  "Now everyone
else, line up and kiss my boots.  In the order of the finish." The men all
lined up while the winner was still getting his dick pumped.  One by one,
they lovingly licked the sole and sides of her boots.  I stood off to the
side and snapped pictures, knowing that all of this could be used to
blackmail all of us.

   When the others finished licking, Goddess stood up.  "Now, finish off on
her," she told the winner.  Jane looked up in horror.

   "What?" she asked.  This was met with a huge slap in the face.

   "You heard me.  They are all going to jack off on you.  Like it or not."

   Slowly, the female teacher nodded, and the winning teacher unloaded all
over her face and chest.  This got everyone excited and they started
getting naked.  The guys lined up in the same order as before and started
jacking off.  In a matter of minutes, balls were emptying all over her face
and clothes, messing her makeup and staining her clothes.  Her jewelry was
covered with cum and she wasn't even recognizable when it was over.  I, of
course, couldn't participate, but at least I had the privilege of
documenting this from every angle possible.  When it was over, Jane was
beaten down emotionally, and covered in dry cum stuck to her hair and body.

   "Okay men, let's eat," Goddess said.  All of the male teachers went into
the kitchen to eat lunch with Goddess, while Jane softly cried and fell
asleep in a pool of cum.  The evening was quickly approaching and everyone
had to go, so the party ended and Goddess felt pleased with her work.

   CHAPTER 14

   I'm not sure if Goddess got busy during her senior year, or she just
became more independent, but she left the teachers alone a lot of the time.
Of course, she wasn't at school very much.  She was living at the house
during the day while I was at work, using my car to go shopping and to
visit Caesar.  I struggled to keep up paying her credit charges, but I had
nothing else to do but work more.  Before I knew it, Goddess was
approaching her 18th birthday.

   The Friday of the week of her birthday, not surprisingly, she paid me a
visit.

   "Hey loser, how's it going?  Enjoying being used every day and having me
drop you off at work so I can drive around and spend your money?" She
laughed evilly.  I just sat there nodding with an erection in my pants.

   "My birthday is coming and I want you to make reservations for Caesar
and me.  Got it?" I became very excited, and nodded my head
enthusiastically.  "Good loser.  Let me know the details tonight." She left
and I called the best restaurant in the city.  It was on the 95th floor of
a tall skyscraper, and the view of the city was breathtaking.  I made
dinner reservations for the next night.  It was several hundred dollars,
but then I booked a hotel room for them for that night.  Nothing was too
good for my Goddess.

   When I got home that night, I told her, and she seemed pleased.  The
next day, she came over as she always does on the weekends, dressed up in a
very expensive dress and a new pair of shoes.  She did her hair and makeup
and she looked stunning.  I was, once again, extremely jealous.

   "See you later, faggot.  Caesar will be here shortly and then we're
taking your car, so you can stay home and think of us.  Bye loser." And
with that, she walked out the door, leaving me drooling over her.

   I feel asleep on the floor, like always, and I awoke the next day when
she walked in.

   "How was it Goddess?" I asked.

   "Very nice, slave.  Well done," she replied, and then patted me on the
head.  I was so proud of myself!  "You know, bitch, your birthday is coming
up soon, and believe it or not, Caesar and I have a special present for
you."

   I immediately perked up.  "Oh really??  Oh my God, I'm so excited!" I
hadn't been this excited about anything in a long time.

   "Yes, but you have to wait a few more weeks till your big day.  Will you
be okay?"

   "Oh yes Goddess, of course!  I'll be thinking about it every day!" And I
did.  I could barely get through work, as my mind was always wandering
about what the present was going to be.  Soon the day arrived.

   Goddess stopped me in my office.  "I'm going shopping for a special
outfit for you tonight.  Aren't you excited?" My mind was racing, but of
course, I was very excited.

   When I got home, Goddess was out, still shopping.  She came over bright
and early the next morning.

   "Wake up faggot!  It's your birthday!  Time to try on your outfit!" I
woke up and really had never seen Goddess so happy to see me before.  I
opened up the department store bags and stared at what was inside.  I
immediately turned a deep shade of red.

   "You want me to wear this?  It's a black dress!  And heels!"

   "Keep looking bitch!  Or should I call you Michelle?" She winked at me.
Underneath the dress was a pair of black thigh high stockings and a bra and
thong panties, all for me to wear!

   "Are people going to see me?" I asked nervously.

   "Not really.  You're going on a date with Caesar!  Like a real girl! 
The only people that will see you will be people at the restaurant.  You're
actually going to look kind of cute as a girl.  Now go and get dressed!"

   I slowly went upstairs to wash up and change.  I guess Goddess knew what
sizes to get, because everything fit me perfectly.  About ten minutes
later, I walked down.  My bandage black dress ended just above my knees,
and there was a hint of panty line showing in the back.  Since my cock is
really small, I was able to slide the thong up very easily, and my
stockings held up.  The 3" heels took a bit of time to walk in, but I
figured it out.

   "Damn!  You're a natural girl!  That explains why you love cock so
much!" Goddess cheered.  "Now I'm going to do your makeup!" Despite my
fear, I was really turned on, and this was the nicest Goddess had ever been
to me.  I followed her into the bathroom where she put a long brown wig on
me.  I looked in the mirror and immediately saw a girl looking back.  She
applied some foundation and a little blush, and then did my eye makeup in a
sexy blue and gray color.  She applied mascara and eye liner, and then some
bright pink lipstick.  When she was done, I again looked in the mirror and
didn't even recognize myself!  I was totally female!

   "Wow!" I smiled at Goddess.

   "Right?  You are definitely a girl, Michelle.  You better get used to
it," Goddess told me.  "All we need to do is lock up that poor excuse for a
dick that you have.  I'll buy a cock cage after your date!" She gave me
some pointers on how to move and act like a girl, so I practiced all
afternoon until Caesar arrived.  When the doorbell rang, I greeted him as
femininely as I could.

   "H...hello Caesar," I blushed and looked down.

   "Hi Michelle," Caesar said softly.  "You look sexy." I looked up and saw
Caesar smile down at me.  I instantly melted.  My heart started racing and
I got turned on.

   "You think so?" I asked shyly.

   "Yes.  You will make one sexy date tonight.  Are you ready to go?"

   "Of course I am!  I'm so excited to be your date!  Let's go!" I
practically jumped up and down, and Goddess was behind us smiling.

   "Have fun!  And remember, Michelle, you do everything your man asks
tonight.  Here's your purse.  Now get going." I held Caesar's hand and he
walked me to his car, opening the door for me.  He was such a gentleman. 
And so hot!

   Before we arrived, I looked inside the purse.  I found a compact mirror
and lipstick, so I touched up my lips to make sure my lips were kissable. I
wanted to make Caesar the luckiest guy in the restaurant tonight.  As we
went through dinner, I found myself getting lost in his eyes.  He was the
perfect gentleman and I felt myself getting strong feelings for him.  There
was a dance floor and after dinner, we slowed danced for a few songs, and I
leaned into him, my arms around his neck.  I looked up at him after one of
the songs and he leaned down to kiss me!  I saw stars!  He was the best
kisser ever!  We made out a little more and I pressed my body close to him.
He started grinding his hips against me and I knew I wanted him that night.


   We left dinner and went to a motel, which I paid for, of course.  Inside
the room, we made out some more and I got on my knees for him.  I took his
hardening dick out and slowly licked it and sucked it in my mouth.  I
bobbed my head faster and faster until I felt him tighten up.  He grabbed
my head and fucked my face.

   "Yes bitch, I'm gonna cum down your throat!" he yelled, and moments
later, he came spurt after spurt into my belly.  It was heavenly. 
Afterward, we laid down and I rested my head on his chest.  I started
playing with his cock and he started getting hard again.  He lifted my
dress and pulled my panties down.

   "Now I'm going to fuck you like the whore you are!" he told me.  I was
so horny that I couldn't wait.  I sucked his cock a little more to wet it,
and then he slid into me.  I pushed back, feeling him, and it was the most
amazing feeling ever.  I was definitely falling for him!

   He must have fucked me for almost an hour, and he flipped me over and
threw me around.  I was definitely getting fucked hard!  Eventually he had
enough.

   "I'm cumming deep in your ass bitch!" he groaned as he emptied his balls
a second time.  I felt so full, and I made sure I kept all of his cum
inside me so that it didn't leak out.

   We ended falling asleep afterward, and the next morning, he drove me
home.  I gave him road head on the way, and had one last bit of his cum on
my breath as I walked in the house.  When I got home, Goddess was waiting.

   "It looks like you had fun, faggot," Goddess could tell from my smile.
"I have another present for you." She held out a small box.

   "Oooh, I'm so excited!" I skipped over and opened it.  Inside was a
metal cock cage and key.

   "Put this on.  You are now going to wear this at all times.  And I will
be in charge of the key," she explained.  I happily took the present, read
how to put it in, and carefully secured my little dicklet.  Now I could
longer get hard without it hurting me.  This would help to make me look for
feminine between my legs.

   "I love it Goddess!  Thank you so much!" I bounced up and down.  It was
the perfect birthday weekend.

   "From now on, whenever you are home, you will dress as a female.  You
will wear and wig and makeup at all times, and you will can manicures and
acrylic nails every two weeks.  Got it?"

   "Oh yes Goddess!" I was really enjoying this opportunity to let my inner
girl come out.

   "While you were on your date, I went shopping with your credit card and
bought you all kinds of clothes.  You'll be wearing dresses and skirts of
course, but also yoga pants and leggings, skinny jeans, boots, blouses,
tank tops, along with your hair, makeup, and nails.  Enjoy, Michelle!"

   My head was spinning like crazy!  All of these changes were happening so
fast, but it was so natural for me.  It's almost like I should have been
born a female.  I tried everything on and did a fashion show for Goddess.
She was extremely pleased with her work.  I lived to make her happy.

   CHAPTER 15

   After my birthday, I was never happier than on the weekends when I would
see Caesar and Goddess.  Caesar knew I had a huge crush on him and would
tease me whenever he could.  He would grab his crotch or blow me a kiss,
and then laugh at me while I smiled back at him.  I was definitely into
him.

   The school year was coming to an end, however, and Goddess was
graduating.  I had a small party for her and invited all of the teachers
that she owned.  Each of them gave her several hundred dollars as a gift,
and by now, Goddess had a huge amount of money in her account.

   "By the way, you little fucks," she told us that evening.  "Always
remember that I still own you and unless you want me to show everyone the
pictures we took, you had better keep paying me.  Got it?"

   Everyone nodded in agreement.  It was always best to do whatever Goddess
said.

   After the party, Goddess and Caesar lived off of all the money they
earned, while Goddess was looking to expand her power.  She moved in to my
house, which was now her house.  Her ultimate goal, though, was to find a
rich guy to dominate, and she asked for my help.

   "Find me a job, loser," she told me one weekend.  "I was one where I can
do basically nothing and take over the company."

   "I'll do my best, Goddess," I replied, and began my search.  I looked
online and drove around to different companies, and eventually I was able
to get some applications.  I filled them out for her, and got a phone call
from one of the better-sounding companies.  I set up an interview for her.
The next time we saw each other, I told her, and she seemed pretty happy
with me.  Her empire was about to grow.

   CHAPTER 16

   "You finally did something right, faggot." Goddess Jasmine told me, as
she was getting ready for her interview.  "I think this is going to go
well." Goddess Jasmine has an interview today for a secretary position to a
wealthy CEO.

   "Thank you Goddess.  I know you'll be amazing.  I'm glad I was able to
get you the interview." I watched as she got ready, my little dicklet
twitching in its chastity cage.  She was wearing a dark pencil skirt and
tight blue blouse with a jacket over it.  And of course, stiletto heels.

   "Make my breakfast, bitch," she told me.  Happily, I went downstairs and
put on my pink frilly apron to make her breakfast and get her ready for her
interview.  I knelt at her feet as she ate in silence, once in awhile
throwing scraps at me so I could eat.

   "I will change and get ready to drive you Goddess." I went to change
into a black skirt and blouse that Goddess made me buy for when I drive her
places.  I was starting to feel more and more like a girl for her, which
was good since my feelings for Mr.  Caesar were growing.  After I dropped
her off at the building, I went home and cleaned the house, once again
changing, this time into a black maid's uniform.

   When Goddess Jasmine arrived at the building for her interview, she sat
confidently at the waiting area until she was called in.  "Mr.  Smith will
see you now," an associate told her.

   Goddess Jasmine strode into his office and shook his hand.  "Nice to
meet you, Jasmine.  Please have a seat."

   As Goddess Jasmine sat, she crossed her legs and noticed Mr.  Smith
looking at her legs and heels.  He looked a little flushed.  Goddess
smiled.

   "So tell me about you, Jasmine," he stated.

   "Well Bill, you don't mind if I call you that, right?" she smirked.

   "Um, well, it's kind of inappropriate since you'll be my secretary."

   "I think it will be fine, right Bill?"

   And with that, Goddess Jasmine started asserting her control over him.

   "Look, Bill.  This is how it's going to work.  I'm going to come in
whenever I want and leave whenever I feel like it.  You will get me coffee
in the morning, and buy my lunch every day.  Got it?"

   Surprisingly, her boss slowly nodded, creating a new relationship
between them that would ensure the Goddess Jasmine got everything she
wanted.  "Yes.  Yes, Jasmine.  That will work out just fine."

   "Good loser!  You keep agreeing to everything I say and we'll get along
just fine!  I'm going home now, and then tomorrow we can continue." And
with that, Goddess Jasmine called me and I went to pick her up.  I wasn't
expecting her so early, so I left in my maid uniform, always excited to see
my Goddess so early!

   "How was work, Goddess?" I asked when we walked in.

   "Good, faggot.  I think I'm going to like it there.  I'm horny now
though, so take me to Mr.  Caesar's.  I need to get fucked hard."

   I felt my little dicklet get harder in my chastity cage as I imagined
them having sex, and drove horny to make sure she got his dick.

   "Oh fuck yes!  That feels so good!!" Goddess Jasmine was screaming as
her man fucked her good and hard over the next several hours.  All I could
do was imagine her perfect body getting groped and fucked as her alpha male
boyfriend slid his beautiful cock in all of her holes.  Picturing Goddess
Jasmine sucking that dick, and taking it in her pussy and ass got me turned
on, but I was in pain as the cage prevented me from getting hard.  I had to
cool off somehow so I went to sleep.

   Finally Goddess Jasmine texted me to pick her up, and when I walked in,
Mr.  Caesar wanted a quick blowjob for the road.  I was more than happy to
do it, and quickly got on my knees to swallow his manhood.  A few minutes
later I was rewarded as I swallowed down every drop of his seed.

   When we arrived back home, I helped Goddess Jasmine get ready for bed,
washing her perfect body, doing her nails, and brushing her hair.  I wore a
pink satin nightie since it was like a girl's night.  We talked about how
amazing Mr.  Caesar is, and then I went on the floor to sleep, like I
always do.  The next morning I helped Goddess get ready, and soon she was
off to work for day two.

   "Hi Bill.  Get me my coffee now," Goddess said as she walked into the
office.  Quickly, her boss moved to the coffee pot and poured her a cup. 
"Here you go, Jasmine." "Um, actually, that's Goddess Jasmine, got it?"
"Yes...Goddess...as you wish." Her boss was starting to get into it more
and more and Goddess could see he was getting weaker.  She decided to push
her luck.  "Actually Bill, I don't think I make enough money.  You should
probably give me a $3,000 a month raise, don't you think?" Bill turned red
and his breath got softer.  "Yes, Goddess.  You deserve a raise." And with
that, he took out his checkbook and wrote a check for $3,000 right on the
spot.  He handed it to Goddess.  "Mmmmm, good boy.  This is what turns me
on!" "Really?" Her boss took a risk and got on his knees.  "Then...will you
please...take all my money?  Please!  You deserve it far more than I do! 
Take my cash, take my credit cards.  Take it all." With a huge smile on her
face, Goddess Jasmine took the money and credit cards, flipped her boss
off, and walked out the door.  This job was going well.

   CHAPTER 17 When Goddess drove home, she was in the mood to spend her
boss's money.  "Hey faggot, let's go.  You're driving me to the mall and
we're gonna shop!" Excitedly, I got ready and looked forward to carrying
all of Goddess's bags and watch her in her element.  When we arrived, she
went from store to store trying things on and buying hundreds of dollars of
clothes and makeup and things for her man.  I enjoyed every second of
watching her, allowing myself to fall even deeper in love, even though I
know she only has eyes for one man - a real man.  I always wished I was Mr.
Caesar, an alpha male with a big dick, but every time I think of her and
him together, I get turned on and I start to hurt in my chastity cage. 
When we returned home from her shopping spree, she made me get her ready
for bed and her next day at work.  The next morning, as I drove her to
work, Goddess had special instructions for me.  "Look faggot, wait for me
after you drop me off.  We're going to go back to his place to discuss what
I'm going to do with my boss - or should I say, my new slave." "Yes
Goddess, whatever you want." I was obviously a bit jealous that she found
someone to own in addition to me, but I had to play it cool.  It wasn't
long before Goddess and her boss/slave came out of the building.  They both
sat in the back as I drove them to his house.  When we arrived, Goddess got
out of the car with him and told me to go home.  "Your services aren't
needed anymore, bitch.  Clean the house and leave me alone.  I'll let you
know when to pick me up." I was so disappointed that I couldn't stay and
watch, but I knew better than to say anything.  Once inside, Goddess looked
around the house and started voicing her opinion.  "Nice master bedroom. 
It's mine now.  You can sleep on the floor in the spare room.  In fact, the
spare room will be my second closet, since I have a lot of stuff.  In fact,
I'll be buying new stuff with your money, so I'll need even more space."
"Yes Goddess, whatever you want is yours!" "Good." As they walked around
more, Goddess noticed another guest room.  "This will be my office and
personal area.  You are not allowed in here for any reason, unless I say
so. This is where you will get punished when you disobey me." "Don't worry
Goddess, I won't do that!" "We'll see about that loser.  So, how much does
your business make?" "Last year, we made over two million dollars,
Goddess." "That will do.  I expect 60% of it and full decision-making
rights since I'll own over half." Her new slave blushed and she could tell
he was getting turned on.  "Y...yes Goddess.  I'll have my attorneys draw
up the paperwork." "It's my company now, bitch!" When I went to pick up
Goddess, she told me to come in and help her and her boss to move furniture
as she was redecorating.  She even had one of her former teachers come and
help as well.  We made it so that everything was easy for her while making
things extremely difficult for us.  And then, the final blow.  "Go the
basement, bitches.  This is where you're going to live from now on.  You
aren't allowed to come upstairs without my permission.  Got it?  Good!" We
just looked at each in stunned silence.  The basement had nothing except a
concrete slab.  It was cold and extremely uncomfortable, not to mention
cold.  No heat got into the basement, but this is where we were going to
live.  We headed back upstairs to start decorating Goddess's new bedroom.
But first, Goddess had a command.  "OK, strip naked, both of you.  Now."
Without question, we both took off our clothes.  Neither of us was
impressive between our legs, but his was definitely bigger than mine. 
Despite being initially embarrassed, we eventually got used to it, and we
started on Goddess's room.  We put together her canopy bed and bent over
and screw everything together.  It was a gorgeous antique style, and near
each side, we put big lamps so there was plenty of light.  Across the wall,
we lifted a big screen plasma television.  As we did this, Goddess came
over at random times and slapped us.  "Faster, idiots!" And we moved
faster. "Now bend over!" As we did, Goddess shoved butt plugs up our asses
to remind us that we were her pansy-ass bitches.  Naked and stuffed, we
walked to the study, and painted her room blue.  We got some paint on us,
but at least we knew that we could shower when we were done.  We added some
modern pictures and made it so that Goddess had the best environment
available.  When we filled her closet with all of her amazing clothes, I
couldn't help but wonder how much of it we had bought her.  It filled me
with joy when I held her clothes and shoes, feeling so close to her.  I was
quickly brought back to reality when we went to the dungeon room.  We were
told to paint it black and pink, and I started with the pink, while her
boss painted the manlier black parts.  It had just a touch of darkness
thrown in with femininity, to remind us of our places.  After the long day,
we went to our new home in the basement.  We discovered a big black cage,
large enough to fit a big dog, right in the middle.  "Get in bitches!"
Goddess commanded.  I quickly got on my hands and knees and crawled in, and
her boss soon followed.  We noticed there was only one pillow and blanket.
We looked up at her for clarification.  "Figure it out, faggots.  Maybe you
can snuggle together.  I don't care.  Deal with it." And with that, she
walked away.  We figured out our sleeping arrangements since he beat me to
the cage first.  He took the pillow and blanket, so that left me in the
corner of the cage, rolled up in a ball.  The next morning, Goddess had an
idea.  "Ok losers, get up!  I have a game for you, and the winner gets to
rub my feet!" I hadn't slept well so I was already awake.  I sprung up in
the cage.  "I want you two to wrestle.  Get out of the cage and get on the
rug." We crawled out of the cage, and moved to the rug.  "Go!" And with
that, we started rolling around on the floor together.  We reached between
each other's legs and flipped over several times.  However, since I hadn't
slept well, I was no match for his strength and he pinned himself on top of
me.  I tried to imagine that it was Mr.  Caesar and it made it much better!
Of course, I began to think about Mr.  Caesar even more.  Thinking about
his perfect body and the way he looks in his uniforms, I started getting
turned on.  Wishing I was his girlfriend and wondering what he and Goddess
do when they're together.  I needed to get these thoughts out of my head.
"Good job, Boss loser!  You get to rub my feet now!" I sat in silence and
sadness as I watched him rub her perfect feet.  I needed to win the next
competition!  "Don't worry, little faggot.  You get something too!" I
perked up, hoping it was something fun.  "Spread your legs." And with that,
Goddess kicked me over and over in my balls.  I doubled over in pain and
cried out, but she kept at it.  "Move your hands away, bitch!  Spread
wider!" As I was rolling on the ground, she kept kicking and kicking till
my balls turned blue and I was crying hysterically.  "Now that should teach
you.  Better luck next time." And with that, she walked away.  The next
morning, Bill was rewarded even more.  "Okay loser, time to get me ready
for my shower." I watched as Bill and Goddess left the basement, heading
towards her bedroom.  I could only wonder what he was doing, but I imagine
he was undressing Goddess, seeing her perfect body.  Then as she showered,
he would make sure she was clean everywhere, shaving her legs while she
relaxed.  Then he would help her dry off, rubbing down all parts of her
body.  Meanwhile I made breakfast and he even got to eat with her!  I was
so sad, sitting in the corner waiting for scraps from them both.  The good
news was that Goddess was wearing a sexy bikini.  I was so jealous that
Bill got to dress her and see her while I could only imagine it.  After
breakfast, Goddess went to lay out and she had another game for us.  This
time we had to run 5 laps around the pool, and of course, we were
completely naked.  I was hoping no one would see us, but when she yelled to
go, we sprinted as fast as we could.  He was in better shape than me, and
naturally, he won.  Out of breath, I watched as he received his reward. 
"Kiss my ass, bitch." It killed me inside to watch as Goddess bent over in
her bathing suit and he got to kiss her perfect ass.  I felt so horrible
that I was such a failure, but I was getting turned on watching someone
else do that to her.  Even when another loser gets to kiss her ass, I go
deeper and deeper into being her cuckold.

   CHAPTER 18 Not long after all of this happened with her boss, we all got
a visit.  "What the fuck is going on?" We all heard from the hallway.  It
was a female voice, but it wasn't Goddess.  "Oh my God, it's my daughter,
Audrey!" Bill exclaimed.  "I have to talk to her!" "Let me handle it,"
Goddess replied.  And with that, she confidently walked to the hallway. 
"So, you're Audrey." Goddess looked her up and down slowly, grinning
slightly.  Audrey was definitely attractive, with blonde hair and a preppy
look about her.  She stood about 5'5" and had nice curves in all the right
places.  Her breasts were definitely more than a handful, and she had a
perfect ass.  "Yes, you'll do nicely," Goddess said quietly.  "Who the fuck
are you, bitch?" Audrey asked, hands crossed in front of her.  "You better
change that tone if you know what's good for you," Goddess smiled back. 
"All I know is that I got cut off from using my credit cards, and I want to
know why!" Audrey was practically in tears now.  "First things, first. 
Here are the new rules.  I took over your dad's life, so he answers to me
now.  I took over his company, and am in charge of his money, and now
yours. So you can either submit to me, or you can live on the street.  Your
choice." "I don't believe anything you're saying.  Dad!!" she yelled. 
"Fine.  Let me show you.  Hey, loser!  Get over here!" Quickly, and without
any clothes on, Bill ran to the room.  "Yes, Goddess?  How may I serve
you?" "Kiss my perfect ass." As he did, Audrey stared in shock, both at
seeing her naked father, but also seeing what he was doing.  "Dad!  What
are you doing??  Get off the floor!!" Audrey was practically screaming at
him.  "I have complete control over him, isn't that right bitch?" Goddess
asked Bill.  "Yes Goddess, you run my life." And he continued kissing her
ass.  "And now, little Audrey, I control yours too." Audrey looked at
Goddess angrily.  Then she realized that Goddess wasn't kidding.  Slowly,
she came to realize that this was how things were going to have to be.  She
certainly didn't want to live on the street, but the idea of serving
another girl wasn't high on her priority list now.  But eventually, she
accepted.  "Fine.  I guess if that's what I have to do.  So like, what, I
have to make you food and shit?" Audrey asked reluctantly.  "Actually, you
can start by taking off your clothes.  I want to see what I'm working
with." After looking at Goddess for a long moment, Audrey finally started
unbuttoning her shirt.  Sliding off her bra, she stood there half-naked. 
"Now the rest." With a sigh, Audrey slid off her shoes and socks, skinny
jeans and thong, and there she stood, naked in front of Goddess.  "What are
you going to do?" Audrey asked a little nervously.  "Time for an initial
inspection.  Lay down," Goddess commanded.  "Can I at least go on the
couch?" "Fine.  Hurry up." Audrey walked to the couch and sat down. 
Audrey's dad knelt next to Goddess.  "Now slide down a little so I can get
better access," Goddess instructed.  Goddess got on her knees and spread
Audrey's legs.  Licking her fingers, Goddess slowly slid them up inside
Audrey.  "Not a virgin I see.  Interesting.  Does Daddy know this?"
Embarrassed, Audrey replied.  "N...no." She was finding it hard to
concentrate, but she managed, and she started loosening up.  "Your thighs
are a little thick, don't you think.  You can stand to lose a few pounds,
you know," Goddess stated matter-of-factly.  "I...I know," Audrey blushed
as Goddess continued to feel inside her.  A little moan started to escape
Audrey's lips.  "Very good.  We might get along well after all," Goddess
smiled.  "I have an idea.  In order to help you lose some extra pounds, you
will become my personal servant.  But I need my servant to be waxed. 
Bitch!" Immediately Bill perked up.  "Yes Goddess?" "Go wax my newest
servant.  I want her entirely hairless from neck to foot." Trying to hide
his discomfort, Bill took a razor, moved to his daughter, and started
trimming.  Goddess sat back and smiled as the two looked silently at each
other.  "Now, tell me about your sex life.  In front of your dad.  Go."
"What?  No way!" And with that, Goddess got up and spanked Audrey's ass. 
"Go on, little pet.  You know you want to." Slowly, Audrey opened up.  "It
started...a few years ago, with Jason our pool guy.  He was...hot, and we
started talking." Bill look up momentarily, but then Goddess shot him a
glance.  He went back to trimming.  "We started making out," Audrey
continued, and Goddess started rubbing her ass.  Hearing her moan, Goddess
continued.  "Go on girl, tell me about it.  And rub yourself as you do."
"After...a few weeks of making out, I gave him blow job.  In the study."
Audrey reached down and slowly started rubbing her pussy.  "A few days
later, he wanted to fuck me.  So he bent me over Daddy's desk and fucked me
from behind." She started rubbing faster and moaning as she talked.  "We
fucked every day for a few months, and then he introduced me to his friend.
I had a few three-ways with them too." Goddess could tell she was getting
close to cumming.  "Good slut.  I see you're wet," Goddess noticed.  "Now
stop.  No more rubbing.  Tell me, have you ever been with a black guy?"
"Eww, no.  They're gross and dirty!" "I see," Goddess replied. 
"Interesting." And with that, Goddess picked up her cell phone and called
Mr.  Caesar.  After speaking quietly for several minutes, Goddess hung up
and walked upstairs.  About a half hour later, Goddess returned with her
man.  He walked up to Audrey and introduced himself.  "Hi.  I'm Caesar," he
said sternly.  "Yeah, so?" Audrey replied.  And with that, Goddess slapped
her in the face.  "You be respectful to him, do you understand?" "Fine,
whatever," Audrey muttered.  And then she mumbled something under her
breath.  "What was that, bitch?" Goddess asked.  "Nothing." "Did you just
say `fucking nigger'?" Goddess was enraged at this point.  "No!" "Yes, I
heard it too!" Caesar answered.  "You're gonna get it now, bitch!  Bend
over!" Goddess commanded.  Scared, Audrey did as she was told.  And Caesar
took over.  With an evil smile, he undid his belt, wrapped it around his
fist, and struck Audrey over and over, on her back, her ass, her legs. 
Audrey started screaming and yelling, crying hysterically as the pain
consumed her!  Goddess took over with the belt, hitting the front of
Audrey, over her thighs, pussy, and breasts.  This went on for over 15
minutes, and by the time they were done, Audrey had red marks over her
entire body.  She was too tired from screaming and to say anything, so she
just laid on the floor whimpering.  "I hope you've learned a valuable
lesson, bitch," Goddess said softly.  Audrey simply nodded as she cried. 
Throughout the whole process, Bill and I huddled in a corner, too scared to
do anything.  When Mr.  Caesar and Goddess left the room, we crawled back
into our cage and took a nap, grateful that we did not receive the same
punishment.  A few hours later, Goddess came back into the room.  "Bitch,
crawl with me," Goddess ordered Audrey.  "You too!" She pointed to Bill. 
Like trained puppies, they did as they were told.  She led them out of the
room, and they went up to the bedroom.  There, Audrey and Bill noticed Mr.
Caesar sitting in Bill's favorite chair.  He looked up at Bill and smiled.
"Now.  Apologize!" He glared.  "I'm very sorry.  I didn't mean to say what
I said," Audrey answered.  "Not good enough.  Call me Daddy, you stupid
racist bitch," Mr.  Caesar said.  "Um...ok.  I'm very sorry Daddy.  I
didn't mean to make you mad," Audrey corrected.  "I am a stupid racist
bitch." "Better.  Now kiss my boots, bitch," Mr.  Caesar commanded. 
Leaning down, Audrey took one of the boots in her mouth and slowly licked
up and down, cleaning it to the best of her ability.  Bill just knelt
there, stunned.  "Now the other one.  Good job bitch." And Audrey continued
with the other one.  After showing Mr.  Caesar the dirt on her tongue, he
was pleased.  "Now strip my man and get him ready for me.  Suck his cock,"
Goddess ordered.  Bill looked at his daughter, but Audrey had a small smile
on her face.  She reached up and undid his belt, slowly unsnapping his
pants and unzipping him.  Mr.  Caesar lifted his hips so that Audrey could
pull the pants lower and then she reached up and pull his huge perfect cock
out of his shorts.

   "Oh wow," Audrey said softly, in amazement.  Without any direction from
Goddess, Audrey moved forward to take his cock in.

   Slap!  Out of the blue, Mr.  Caesar's hand swiftly came across Audrey's
face with a loud crack.  "What do you think you're doing?" he asked.

   "I was going to suck your cock Daddy!" Audrey whined.

   "Haha nice try, bitch.  You gotta beg if you want this dick!"

   "Please Daddy!  Please can I suck your amazing cock!  It's so perfect! I
need it in my mouth!  I want to make you cum!  Please??!?"

   Mr.  Caesar stared at her and nodded slowly.  "Fine.  Go ahead." And
with that, she started licking his shaft up and down.  Slowly taking it
into her mouth, she started bobbing her head faster and faster.  Bill
looked on in shame, but Goddess was smiling, slowly rubbing herself. 
Audrey decided to push further and she went lower to suck his balls in. 
Softly she moaned as she was getting turned on herself.

   "Getting turned on bitch?" Mr.  Caesar asked.

   "Please Daddy, please can I fuck you?"

   "First, you have to get ready.  Hey, faggot!" he called out for Bill.

   "Y...yes?"

   "Clean out your bitch daughter.  Eat her pussy to get it ready for my
dick!" Stunned, but unable to do anything about it, Bill crawled over to
his daughter.  She eagerly spread her legs for him, wanting the chance to
fuck her new Daddy.  Bill leaned down and started licking her pussy,
sliding his tongue in and out faster and faster.

   "Ok, that's enough you pervert!" Goddess exclaimed.  "You gonna beg for
it bitch?  Where do you want his cock?"

   "Please Daddy, fuck my nasty pussy!  It needs a big cock like yours!"

   "No bitch, you don't deserve to have his cock in your pussy," Goddess
laughed.  "He's gonna fuck your ass!"

   "What?  No please!" Audrey cried.

   "Hey faggot, take this lube and put it all over my man's dick.  You'll
like that, right?" Goddess laughed.  With hands shaking, he moved to Mr. 
Caesar and started stroking his massive cock with the lube.

   "Now up your bitch's ass." Goddess commanded.  By now Bill wasn't as
freaked out by it, and he slowly slid his finger up his daughter's ass,
getting it ready for the big cock.  Audrey started moaning.  "OK.  Now
guide my man's cock in her ass.  Go on!" Even Bill was in awe of the size
of Mr.  Caesar's cock.  As he stared at it, he slid it into his daughter's
ass and Audrey pushed back slowly, feeling it fill her up.  "That's right,"
Mr.  Caesar moaned.  "Push that ass back." Audrey was in intense pain but
Mr.  Caesar didn't care.  He kept thrusting over and over inside her and
Audrey starting crying.  "Please stop!  It hurts too much!" But Mr.  Caesar
just laughed sadistically and kept at it.  Finally, he pulled out.  "Bitch
boy, come here and suck me off!" Nervous, Bill crawled over and took his
master's cock in his mouth.  He slowly licked and sucked him clean. 
Slurping and sucking faster, Bill started getting more and more into it. 
"OK, that's enough faggot," Goddess told Bill.  And then to Audrey, "You
want to cum, slut?" "Yes please Goddess!  I need to cum!" Audrey was
begging loudly.  "Fine.  Faggot, go eat your slut daughter out." Bill was
used to these orders by now, and crawled over and started to lick between
his daughter's thighs.  Trying to forget who was doing what, both father
and daughter started to get turned on.  "Mmmmm yessss, please make me cum!"
Audrey moaned.  A few minutes later, Audrey started shaking and she came
all over Bill's face.  Bill pulled back, looked at his daughter, shook his
head, and crawled away.  Audrey leaned over and started to doze off. 
"Looks like our slut has built up an appetite," Goddess said.  "Let's get
some dinner.  Faggot, make us dinner now." Bill crawled out of the room and
proceeded to do just that.  During all this time, I was sitting alone in my
cage, wondering why I never got any attention.  My cock cage with straining
me and I became more desperate to just see Goddess and her man.  Suddenly,
I heard the voice of my Goddess.  "Hey, bitch boy!  Come upstairs and watch
us eat!" Eagerly, I crawled upstairs and knelt at their feet as they ate a
wonderful meal of steak and vegetables, prepared by Bill.  We sat up and
hoped for scraps to eat, but nothing was to come.  "Okay, that's enough you
two.  Go back to your cage for the night." We quietly crawled back, knowing
we wouldn't be eating that night.  "So now that our losers are gone, I
wanted to ask you something babe," Goddess looked at Mr.  Caesar.  "What's
that beautiful?" "Do you want to move in with me?" Goddess asked hopeful.
"Fuck yeah babe!" "Mmmm awesome!  But one thing.  I'm still the one in
charge here, okay?  You are obviously the alpha male, but I control
everything.  Is that okay?" "Whatever you want babe.  You are my
everything." "Good.  I want you to prove it.  Kneel down and kiss my ass."
And kneel he did, as Goddess slid down her pants and boyshorts.  Mr. 
Caesar leaned over, and lovingly kissed her beautiful, perfect ass.  "God I
love that, stud."

   "You are my queen.  Now and forever." And with that, Goddess and Mr. 
Caesar went to bed, with Audrey sleeping on the floor next to them.

   CHAPTER 19 "Ok bitches, time to get up!" Goddess yelled down to us the
next morning.  "Hurry up, we're going shopping!" All of us woke up excited
and ready for this adventure.  "Except for you faggot," Goddess pointed to
me.  "You're staying home with Mr.  Caesar." I was sad that I could join
the shopping party, but at least I wouldn't be alone.  After Audrey and
Bill got ready, they left with Goddess to go shopping.  Bill drove to the
local mall, and Goddess picked out a whole new wardrobe for Audrey.  After
several hours, Bill was holding bags that contained mesh and see-through
tops, really short shorts, tube tops, mesh stockings, heels, over-the-knee
boots, and jewelry.  It wasn't exactly the sort of thing Audrey used to
wear, but now she was expected to wear it on a daily basis.  After
shopping, Bill drove them to a tattoo parlor.  Bill was in shock when
Goddess told the tattoo artist that she wanted Audrey to get both nipples
pierced, and her tongue.  Audrey was even a little nervous because she knew
she would be in pain, but that's what Goddess wanted.  So after another
hour or so, Audrey had big hoop rings around both of her nipples, and a
silver stud right through her tongue.  She definitely looked like a slut.
"Yes, perfect!  I love it!" Goddess exclaimed.  "I think we've spent enough
time out, let's get back home and eat some lunch." And so the three left to
relax at home.  Meanwhile, I was with Mr.  Caesar the entire day.  "Here
doggy, crawl over here like a good puppy," Mr.  Caesar started out the
morning telling me.  I was just so happy someone was paying attention to
me, I happily crawled over to him.  "Good doggy.  Now roll over." I did as
instructed.  "Now play dead." Again, I did as he said.  He came up to me
and rubbed my head and patted my belly.  "Does doggy want a treat?" My eyes
lit up!  I nodded eagerly and smiled up at him.  Smiling, he undid his
zipper and pulled out his massive cock.  "Good boy.  Suck on this for
awhile!" I took his cock in my mouth without my hands and licked all over.
He teased me for a little bit, pulling away, but I met his cock with my
mouth each time.  Finally, I was able to suck it in and I started bobbing,
making love to his cock, savoring the feel and size.  I so wanted him to
cum.  Finally, I sensed his balls tightening.  "Good faggot doggy, you're
going to make me cum hard.  Swallow it all down!" And with that, he
released his hot thick cum, and it travelled down into my belly.  I happy
licked my lips and the tip of his cock to get the rest off his tip.  "Now
go make everyone lunch, faggot." I crawled over to the kitchen and started
to prepare it.  By the time Goddess, Audrey, and Bill got home, I had
everything set on the table for them to eat.  After lunch, Goddess had an
announcement.  "Okay slut, give Caesar a fashion show.  Show him what your
new body looks like!" Audrey stood in the middle of the room and slowly did
a strip tease, showing Caesar her new nipple and tongue rings.  She then
changed into each outfit and strutted down the hall like a slutty model. 
She was starting to get turned on.  "Hey faggot, call Jane and tell her to
come over.  I want these two to play with each other," Goddess instructed
me.  I did as I was told and about an hour later, Jane arrived.  "Hey
bitches," Goddess said, "entertain me." The two other women looked at each
other, and slowly started smiling.  They walked over and started to make
out, and before long, they were both naked on the couch.  Goddess gave them
some dildos and vibrators, and for the next few hours, they fucked each
other in every hole possible.  Finally, they both had intense orgasms and
were panting heavily.  "Impressive, bitches.  Jane, you will now live with
us so that I can have you do whatever I want, whenever I want.  Is that
clear?" "Yes Goddess, thank you," Jane replied.  This house was getting
fuller by the day.

   CHAPTER 20 While Goddess was making thousands of dollars each week
without ever working, she still wanted more.  Plus, she wanted a new ride.
My car was okay, but it wasn't good enough for someone like her.  As
always, she had a plan.  "Hey loser," Goddess approached Bill one day.  "I
have a surprise for you and Audrey.  Let's go in your car." The two of them
rode with Goddess, not knowing exactly where they were headed, as Goddess
gave directions.  Soon they arrived at their destination.  "Can I help
you?" the Cadillac salesman asked.  He looked at Bill, but Goddess spoke
up. "I want an SUV.  Show me your most expensive one." The salesman was a
little surprised, but did as he was told, showing them the newest Escalades
in their fleet.  After going over all of the features, Goddess looked
pleased.  "We'll take one." "Okay, let me get the paperwork started," the
salesman said.  "Actually, my man needs one too.  We'll take two of them!"
Excited for the commission, the salesman quickly drew up the papers, and
Bill signed everything, giving Goddess complete ownership of both vehicles.
Audrey drove the car home, while Goddess and Bill pulled up to the house in
the new SUVs.  When Caesar came over that weekend, he was in shock.  "Babe,
what did you buy?" he asked excitedly.  "We need to drive around in style,
so I bought us each one.  Don't you love them?" "Hell yeah, those are
awesome!  I love you so much!" Now that Goddess had a new car, she was able
to carry out her quest to conquer another couple.  Being the smart woman
that she is, she realized that the country club a few miles down would be
the perfect place to find another rich family that she could control.  So
one weekend, she brought it up to Bill.  "Hey loser, let's go to that
country club and see if we can find a rich lonely housewife." Bill agreed
immediately, and the two took my car to go over.  When they pulled up to
the building, which looked more like a castle, they realized it wouldn't be
hard to find someone.  They walked into the restaurant and saw some young
married women drinking and talking.  Goddess and Bill sat at the table near
them, and Goddess overheard one of them talking.  "My husband is so
boring," one of them said.  "All he does is work, and he never has time for
me.  I need a hobby so bad." Goddess, being ever so bold, decided to
introduce herself.  Within minutes, the woman, whose name was Sophia, was
sharing parts of her life with Goddess that you wouldn't expect after a few
minutes of meeting.  Sophia was the spitting imagine of a voluptuous Latina
model.  Her breasts were at least a D and she showed a lot of cleavage. 
Her ass was a little bigger, but perfect on someone of her stature.  She
also had a stepson in his early twenties.  "My husband is older than me,"
Sophia went on to explain, "and he's very respectful and treats me well,
paying for whatever I want, but I just don't feel a connection with him
anymore." "Maybe I can help," Goddess offered.  "I have a way with men.  I
can train him, just like I did with my bitch Bill." She looked over at him.
"Bitch, crawl on your hands and knees and give me your credit card." Like a
trained puppy, Bill did as he was told.  Sophia was impressed!  "You can do
that for me?  Help me control my husband?" "Definitely.  Meet me at this
address on Monday at noon, and we can talk details," Goddess told her. 
Sophia smiled and nodded, and wrote down the address.  Shortly thereafter,
Bill and Goddess went back home.  That Monday, Sophia was at the door as
promised.  I served them a light lunch as the two of them chatted away,
discussing what Sophia would need to do and how to maintain control. 
"Whatever you do, you have to be confident.  Men like your husband and my
two bitches need that.  He will do whatever you tell him." After another
hour of instruction, Sophia felt confident about this new direction in her
life.  When Sophia arrived home, she started on her husband right away. 
She demanded that he turn over his credit cards and financial documents so
she could have more control.  After some initial concern, her husband
decided that he trusted her enough with it, so he handed all of it over. 
She made decisions for him, like what to eat and with whom to go out, and
over a couple of weeks, she was controlling every aspect of his life.  It
was such a natural transition that he didn't even really know what
happened. Sophia contacted Goddess to tell her of the news.  Goddess had
some ideas of her own.  She also wanted to control Sophia, and then she
would be in control of them both.  "Sophia, I thought of a few things more
I wanted to tell you.  Come over in two hours, and make sure you're wearing
leggings, a fitted top, and 3" heels.  Brush your hair out, and apply some
heavy makeup.  See you then." These instructions would determine if Goddess
had as much control over Sophia as she thought she had.  When Sophia
arrived, she was indeed wearing what Goddess told her, and had done her
makeup and hair as she was directed.  This is going to go well, Goddess
thought.  "Good job listening to me, Sophia," Goddess started.  "In order
for your husband to listen to you, you're going to have to listen to me. 
From now on, you will wear what I tell you, eat what I tell you, and always
send me your plans for the day.  If I don't agree, I will change your plans
and you will follow them.  Do I make myself clear?" Sophia was a little
surprised, but answer quickly.  "Of course, Jasmine.  I'll do whatever you
say." "Good.  Start by calling me Goddess." For the next several weeks,
Sophia was at Goddess's beck and call, always checking in and adjusting her
life to whatever Goddess said.  Finally, Goddess felt she was ready to take
control of Sophia's husband.  "I think it's time for you to let me meet
your husband," Goddess told Sophia one day.  "Let's make it a threesome. 
I've got a few ideas," she smiled.  "Yes Goddess, we'll be right over.  His
name is John." It didn't take long for them to arrive.  Goddess looked him
up and down and spoke sternly.  "Go up to my bedroom, strip naked, and lay
on the bed," Goddess told John.  He eagerly agreed and ran up the stairs.
"Now you, my slave, also get naked, but you will take pictures of
everything." Goddess handed her a camera.  Goddess waited a few minutes,
and then changed into black shiny leggings, a waist cincher, and boots. 
She grabbed some rope and a whip and went to the bedroom.  "Raise your arms
above your head and spread your legs," Goddess told John.  Once Goddess was
satisfied with his position, she tied his wrists and ankles to the
bedposts. Sophia started taking pictures, and Goddess slowly slid the whip
up and down his body.  And then, without warning, she started whipping him.
"Owww!" John started exclaiming.  For several minutes, she whipped him,
making sure she left marks on him.  As Sophia was continuing to take
pictures, Goddess got on the bed and straddled his face.  She leaned down
and started stroking his cock slowly.  "I'm in control of both of you now,
understand?" Goddess teased as she stroked him.  He nodded and moaned to
the point of climax.  "This will be the last time you cum for a long time.
Ready?" Again, he nodded.  Seconds later, his cum shot out and sprayed all
over his chest.  To his surprise, Goddess moved over to the nightstand and
reached in to pull out a cock cage.  "You will now wear this to prevent any
further boners," Goddess instructed.  Sophia was getting turned on during
this time, but still managed to take several pictures.  Goddess then took
the camera from her.  "If you choose to disobey, I will make sure everyone
you work with and your entire family sees these pictures." With that,
Goddess untied John and left the room, leaving the two of them in shock. 
When they recovered and got ready to leave, Goddess had one more
instruction.  "It's now time to meet your son.  Figure out a plan, but make
sure all three of you come over here next weekend.  You are dismissed." As
the door closed behind them, Goddess smiled to herself.  The following
weekend, John, his wife, and their son came over.  Goddess was introduced
to him, and she could immediately tell he was shy.  "Steve, this is
Jasmine. We thought if you went on a date with her, it make break you out
of your shell.  I hope that's ok with you, Jasmine," John said hopefully.
Goddess wasn't thrilled to be surprised by this, but she accepted.  "Fine,
what is the plan?" "We made dinner reservations so we thought you could
make him more comfortable," Sophia said.  "You could take your new Escalade
too!" "I'm not really sure he deserves it, but okay, we can try it.  Let's
go." And with that, Goddess and Steve left for the date.  The ride there
was quiet, but that was mostly due to Goddess figuring out how to take him
over.  When they arrived, Steve started looking at the menu.  However, when
the server arrived to take their orders, Goddess did all the talking,
ordering for him, not even asking if he liked what she ordered.  This was
the first test.  If he objected, she knew that she'd have to work harder,
but of course, Steve said nothing.  Like father, like son, Goddess thought
to herself.  While they ate, Goddess would ask embarrassing questions, like
"How many girls have you fucked?" and "What's your favorite position?" and
"Where do you like to cum on a girl?" He blushed during all of the
questions, and Goddess quickly realized he has no experience with women. 
Eventually, she just cut to the chase.  "Clearly, you need direction," she
told Steve.  "From now on, just listen to everything I say, and do
everything I tell you.  I own your parents, so it's only natural that I own
you as well.  I'm glad we agree." Goddess smiled evilly at Steve.  After an
initial reaction of shock, Steve exhaled, signaling that he was good with
the situation.  Goddess had reeled another slave in, and knew that his
inheritance would go straight to her.

   CHAPTER 21 Goddess was growing her empire easily, and wanted to
challenge herself.  She already had an entire family worshipping her, a
staff full of teachers giving her money, and controlled the finances of two
guys.  Still, it wasn't enough.  One evening, Goddess and Caesar were
talking over dinner, and the subject of babies came up.  Suddenly, Goddess
had an idea.  "I want to see if I can get Audrey to carry our baby!  I
don't want my own body to go through that torture, but wouldn't it be
awesome if she carried it for us?  She has the pain of pregnancy without
any of the pleasure of having sex with you!" Goddess explained to Caesar.
"Haha I love how you think," Caesar replied.  "We have more than enough
money to support a kid, and plenty of people to babysit when we need it.  I
love it!" The following week, Goddess spoke to Audrey.  "Hey slut, we need
to talk," she told her.  Audrey immediately perked up, always wanting to
please Goddess.  "Yes Goddess, whatever you like!" "I have a plan for you.
I know you worship me and Caesar, and we want to have a baby, so you're
going to carry our baby!" "What??!  No way!  That's crazy!" Audrey said. 
"Calm down, whore!" Goddess said sternly.  "Think about it.  It'll be the
biggest gift you could give to us.  You should be honored that I asked
you!" "I don't know.  It's a lot to process." "Listen bitch, I could have
asked anyone to do this.  You should be honored that I even asked you, you
worthless slut!" Audrey let this sink in a little bit.  Finally she said,
"Yes Goddess.  I am very honored, I'm just a little nervous." "It's okay,
we'll go to my doctor and explain everything to him.  You'll be okay.  And
you'll become my favorite!" That last part was what convinced Audrey.  She
got the courage to go through with it and the visited Goddess's doctor.  Of
course, he already knew about her power and has given all of her
appointments for free.  "Hi Doctor, this is Audrey.  I control everything
about her and she will be having my baby," Goddess explained to him "It's
very brave of you to do this, Audrey," the doctor said.  "What we will is
take the eggs from Goddess and the sperm from Caesar, and implant them into
you.  Then you will carry the fetus to term and give birth.  I'll prescribe
some drugs and vitamins for you, and then we'll meet again in a week to do
the procedure.  Tell the father to follow these directions." The doctor
gave Goddess some instructions for Caesar, and they left.  For the next
week, Audrey took the vitamins.  On the day of the procedure, Caesar
supplied a sperm sample to Goddess, and the two women went back to the
doctor.  There, Goddess laid back and let the doctor extract her eggs. 
Audrey then followed the doctor and had her lie down on a bed.  He had
Audrey spread her legs, and the he injected the fertilized eggs into
Audrey's uterus.  "Okay, you're all set, Audrey," the doctor said.  "How do
you feel?" "I'm okay so far, but this is still very strange to me.  Plus, I
never actually had sex and yet here I am carrying a baby!" "Yes, it's not
the most common procedure, but more women than you think have this done. 
Here is some medication in case you get some morning sickness.  Call me at
any time if you have any questions." With that, the doctor left.  For the
next 9 months, she was going to carry a baby and give it up for Goddess and
Caesar.  It was going to be an interesting ride.

   CHAPTER 22 Goddess had a lot to do while Audrey was carrying her baby.
Since they needed a bigger house with all the slaves and the soon-to-be
baby, Goddess and Caesar decided to sell my house, John and Sophia's house,
and Bill's mansion.  They used that money to buy a mansion for themselves
alone, with several bedrooms and tons of closet space, two kitchens, and a
large entertainment area, complete with an indoor regulation sized swimming
pool and basketball court.  However, no one else was allowed in, except
when they are cleaning or serving either of them.  Instead, everyone else
had guest shacks to live in.  These shacks were no more than a hard,
uncomfortable cot to sleep on and a small bathroom to stay clean in.  Even
the blankets and sheets were itchy.  It was very difficult to get a good
night's rest, so we were definitely jealous of the mansion, and knowing we
could never go in there left me sad and jealous.  Goddess wanted to make
all of these relationships seem a little more normal to the outside
observer, so she had a plan to bring everyone closer together.  One day,
while Audrey was about 4 months pregnant with their baby, Goddess and
Caesar called everyone into the mansion for a meeting.  "My man and I have
decided that we need more bonding in this group.  So we have arranged for
Audrey to marry someone," Goddess announced.  Everyone looked around, very
curious.  "Steve, since you need to have a good woman in your life, you
will marry Audrey and take care of the baby when your master and I aren't
around.  Understood?" Steve nodded slowly, realizing that he would now have
a wife, and a beautiful pregnant one at that.  "That's not all.  Jane and
Bill, you two deserve some happiness as well.  So get to know each other
better, since you two will also be married." The two of them looked at each
other and realized there was no fighting it, so they nodded in agreement.
"As a present to both of you bitches, the men here will be your presents.
You may do to them whatever you like.  Congratulations!  And one more thing
for everyone.  Since he's the only real man on the property, you will now
refer to Caesar as your daddy.  That is all." After that, Goddess and
Caesar left the room.  The next day, both couples drove with Goddess to get
their marriage licenses.  Goddess did still remind them of who was in
charge.  "Remember losers, Caesar and I are still in control, so don't
forget that." When they went back home, things were a little different. 
The two women ordered the men to clean for them and make them food, and
they ultimately enjoyed their new power.  As the baby in Audrey's belly
started to grow, Caesar paid more and more attention to Audrey.  One day
when Audrey was resting, he went over to her and starting rubbing her
belly. He started talking to the baby, letting it hear Caesar's voice.  He
truly enjoyed this alone time with his child.  "What do you want to have?"
Audrey asked.  Slap!  "Shut up bitch!  This is my time with the baby.  So
shut the fuck up!" Caesar growled as he slapped her again.  She never said
anything about it again.  After spending lots of time with his unborn baby,
Caesar knew what he wanted in his life.  He made some calls, and then asked
Goddess to go for a ride with him.  "Where are we going?" Goddess asked. 
"Don't worry, babe.  It's a surprise." They drove for about an hour and
parked at a beautiful garden near a lake.  They took a walk towards a
nearby bridge.  "Wow, this is really pretty here," Goddess said.  Caesar
looked at a parked car nearby, nodded his head in that direction, and then
got on one knee.  He then looked up at Goddess.  "Jasmine, love of my life,
mother of my child, will you do me the honor of marrying me?" Goddess
looked down at him in shock, seeing he was holding a huge 5-carat diamond
engagement ring.  "I thought this day would never come, baby!!  Of course
I'll marry you!" Goddess jumped in to Caesar's arms, wrapped her legs
around him, and kissed him excitedly.  He slid the ring on her finger, and
someone approached them.  "I got all the pictures you wanted, Caesar," the
photographer who was hiding in the nearby parked car said.  "I made sure to
capture every part of your proposal.  I hope you enjoy them!" "You caught
this all on camera?" Goddess asked happily.  "Of course!  I want you to
remember this day forever!" They drove home with nothing but smiles on
their faces.

   CHAPTER 23 The day of the wedding couldn't come soon enough!  Goddess
and Caesar spared no expense, getting the most beautiful wedding venue in
the area, and the best catering company money could buy.  There was an open
bar with all types of steak and seafood.  It was better than most
restaurants!  All of the guests thoroughly enjoyed it.  And of course,
Goddess looked stunning in a lace and satin white dress, a fishtail bodice
with a long train.  Her hair and makeup were perfect, and the veil was an
ideal complement to the dress.  There wasn't a dry eye in the place, as
Caesar and Goddess exchanged vows, rings, and shared their first married
kiss.  It was truly beautiful.  We were lucky to have been there, as we
ushered the ceremony and helped serve at the reception.  We ran to get food
and drinks all night, and spent the rest of the time cleaning up after all
of the guests.  It was difficult work, but we were allowed to see the happy
couple, and that was all that mattered.  As for Audrey, she was ready to
have the baby.  A few days after the wedding, her water broke and Goddess,
Caesar, and Jane all went to the hospital with her.  During the delivery,
Audrey didn't even get to hold the baby, as the doctor gave her directly to
Goddess.  Goddess looked in her baby's eyes and immediately knew what her
name would be - Deja.  It was a beautiful and unique name, and Caesar
couldn't wait to start calling her by it.  Jane waited with Audrey,
Goddess, and Caesar at the hospital until everyone was ready to go home,
and the rest of us spent that time preparing a huge welcome home party.  We
had tons of decorations and a gigantic cake to celebrate the parents and
baby.  The following weekend, Goddess and Caesar left for their honeymoon.
The booked a weeklong suite in Jamaica, and took Sophia with them to have
her serve them.  The weather was perfect every day, and the four of them
spent all of their days on the beach, eating and drinking and enjoying the
sun.  It was the perfect getaway from a very eventful year.