"Kneel down, facing me. Don't you dare touch it, but since you were such a good boy, and so sincere in your prayer to me today you may sniff my pretty little pussy for a few seconds." She told me.

I of course wanted to take full advantage of such a rare opportunity, so got into position as quickly as I could and allowed my nose to hover just over my Goddess's holy of holies.

"Its been so many years since I let you touch me sexually, I can't even remember quite how long it's been. Do you know?" She asked.

"I'm sorry Goddess, I can't remember exactly. I think its over ten years since you declared that my stupid little stick and it's disgusting slime could never enter your body again." I replied.

"Sometimes I think back on our years together and I am amazed at how heartlessly I manipulate you. All these years I've done my very best to humiliate you as cruelly as possible. When I look at you I can see that you are suffering, it is obvious that the years of abuse have taken their toll. I recognize it intellectually, but I just don't care. I look at you, see the horrible things you have to go through for me, and I am completely unfeeling. You're just as twisted as I am though. You love the abuse I force you to endure and you love suffering, don't you boy?" She asked.

"Yes Goddess! Sometimes I feel like living under you is like living inside of hell, but I can't help myself, I love it all!" I replied excitedly, showing her the great enthusiasm I feel for the life I lead.

"I think that maybe I've fucked with your mind for so long that you've lost your ability to think rationally about anything I do." She said, shaking her head as she turned and walked away from me.