Fiction: Goddess Plays A New Game

Sparrow and I knelt before her, worshiping her feet and looking up into her eyes.  She had an interesting smirk that I've rarely seen as she began,

"Tonight, my pets, we're going to play a game that a friend of mine shared with me, although I've made it my own with a few improvements.  If either of you need to use the restroom, do it now and return to your worship position when you are finished."

Having had a cup of coffee earlier, I immediately went to the restroom and took care of business...then returned to her feet.  Sparrow had remained at Ma'am's feet and was speaking to her in a hushed voice as I got back.

Diary: A Humiliation for Her Enjoyment

Goddess and I attended the club on Friday night and again, my horizons were broadened.  I would just like to share a portion of the evening that really set the benchmark for any humiliation I've ever experienced.  There were very few people at the club, friendly folks, but not many of them.  I had suffered some fairly taxing nipple torture already.  She had 2 hemostats, one on each nipple, attached them with metal clasps and had a wooden paddle hanging from them for weight.  We were in a semi private room, meaning, it had a door, but the door had a window, and there was another window also in the room so people in the main play space could view in without actually interacting at all.

She positioned me in the middle of the small room facing the windows.  I was completely nude except for the nipple implements.  She used a crop on my penis and balls until I had a strong erection (which doesn't take much, especially when my nipples are involved).  An older leather man was standing up next to the window watching...and I tried my best to not look at him, avoiding his eyes.  I know he was fondling himself while he watched, which made me a little uncomfortable.  A younger couple then walked to the door and started watching also.  Goddess continued to use the crop and I continued to stand there on display for the audience outside the room.  The she handed me a small Styrofoam bowl and asked if I was ready for my reward.  I immediately said "Yes Ma'am" not wanting to give her a chance to change her mind.