This is your fifth playdate with me this month. I’m seeing a lot of you, aren’t I - - I can tell you’re completely obsessed with me. And while I know that you love all of me, I’ve noticed lately that you can’t help staring at my lips every time we meet. Sometimes, you get so distracted by my lips that you aren’t able to focus on the instructions I’m giving you, and then I have to punish you, of course.
But I know that the only reason you’re so mesmerized by my lips is because you want to belong to me more. You can’t help but imagine how it would feel to surrender to me completely. To give up every part of your body for my enjoyment. To feel my lips wrapped around you and know that you’re doing your very best to please your Mistress.
Lucky for you I’m a very compassionate Mistress. I know what my Good boy wants, and I know that all he wants to do is serve his Goddess. So today, I have a little surprise for you.
As you step into my Dungeon, you notice that I’m nowhere to be seen. You climb out of your clothes and nervously kneel down on the floor, where you’ve been taught to wait and look at the door expectantly, hoping I will walk through it any second now.
After a minute or so, you notice something very strange. The door seems to be growing, larger and larger with every passing second. The ceiling, too, is getting further and further away, and you have a momentary feeling of vertigo as if you’re falling towards the ground. With a shock, you realize that it’s not the room that’s expanding, you’re the one shrinking instead.
You give a shriek of terror, attempting to rise to your feet, but it’s already too late. You’re now only an inch tall, and all the furniture around you seems to tower skyward. Frozen by fear, you try to orient yourself, but the sound of footsteps stops you in your tracks.
They don’t even sound like footsteps anymore, you can feel every cell in your body vibrate with the sensation. And before you know it, something grabs you by the waist - - immense fingers wrapping around your body, and you’re lifted off the ground.
I hold you up to the light, smiling, looking at how adorably small you’ve become. You squirm and struggle against my grasp, but eventually, you recognize me, and your movements cease. You look at my lips in wonder, and I know it’s because you’ve been wanting to see them like this for so long.
You’re completely transfixed, all terror forgotten, hypnotized by the curve of my lips.
“Don’t you love being my little toy?” I say playfully, smiling at you with those perfect lips. “I know you’ve wanted this ever since you first met me - - you don’t have to admit it, I’ve seen how you look at my lips. I’ve seen that look in your eyes, wishing you could just be devoured by your Mistress. Wishing you’d get a chance to feel those lips wrapped around your body, to feel that tongue play with you. To feel the warmth of my mouth. How does it feel to have your fantasy come true?”
You’re too stunned to respond, but your awestruck look tells me everything I need to know.
I part my lips slightly, and curiosity overcoming your awe, you take a quick peek inside, your eyes opening wide with wonder, your body now shaking from excitement and anticipation. My lips look so soft and welcoming, slowly opening wider and wider, like the gates of Heaven opening to finally admit you entry.
My tongue rolls out of my mouth, slowly moving towards you. As my tongue touches your body, you cling to it, and when I roll my tongue back, you find yourself inside my mouth, in this warm, comforting, pink, glistening room where you know you belong. My pearly white teeth close behind you, and you’re now completely enveloped by me, by my tongue and my cheeks. The roof of my mouth is now your ceiling, and the opening of my throat is the only way forward.
But I’m not going to swallow you just yet. I want to play with my food first. I move my tongue around in my mouth, and you feel it move underneath your feet, like ocean waves, and you surrender to the movement, feeling your Mistress taste you in her mouth.
My warm saliva feels so good against your skin, like a warm bath after a long day. And as I begin to swallow you whole, you feel yourself slip and slide against my tongue, slowly moving to the back of my throat, before I swallow you whole.
You feel yourself being gently nudged along, all the way down to my stomach, all the way to your destination, where you can dissolve into my body. Where you can melt into me completely, and belong to your Mistress forever.
