It was just for a quick drink after work, nothing bad, just to calm down before you got home. Works been crazy busy with the merger and last thing you want is to take it home with you.
One drink turns to two and as you look up you notice a blonde way out of your league sits down besides you. You chuckle to yourself, thinking you dont have the money for her. Turning away she places a hand on your arm and addresses you buy name, fear instantly shoots down your spine. Who is this what does she want. "Just have one more drink she whispers."
Before you can respond she orders two rounds and slides presses in into your hand. The other hand in your lap, soft but somehow firm. You get this feeling she knows what she wants, she isnt leaving without it. Slowly sipping you start talking, unsure what else to do, and she is lovely to look at. You cant help but being drawn into her, everything about her. She keeps talking but you arent sure what's she saying, you just keep nodding saying yes. Everything she says makes perfect since, you really dont have a choice but to listen and agree. Your head feels foggy, everything is cloudy, you finish your drink and notice she never touched hers. You go to stand up and then you hear it, it's so beautiful, so perfect, her voice, absolutely perfect. "Sit down", she says in her soft alluring tone. Your mouth open and you hear yourself respond, "Yes goddess"
That's not right, I shouldnt say that you think. As quickly as the thought came, it's gone. Poof vanished, just like you did from the bar. You love waking up in her house with all the other men who serve the goddess. You love the drinks she serves, love spending time worshiping her, loving her, providing for her. And on the rare occasions making her cum. A good slave always serves, never needs to orgasm or do anything but pleasure a goddess.
Over the years your mind is reduced to mush, but you dont care. You know the only two words you ever need to say.
Yes Goddess
















