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The Dating App (Commission)
🕑 Added 2020-05-15 03:12:04 +0000 UTCHey $10-and-up Patrons!
I'm still working on the next chapter of "Witches," but I should be done with it by tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy this commission I wrote recently. Tags are: shrinking, fast shrink, 6-inches high, GTS, femdom, teasing, humiliation, butt crush (no death or blood), foot crush (no death or blood either). Everything turns out ok :)
The Dating App
By Joyce Julep
Victor’s eyes lit up as he looked down at the illuminated pixels on his phone. He was alone in his bedroom, having put his 14-year-old son to bed about half an hour before. In years past, after his divorce, Victor would have hired a babysitter to watch over his son while he went on various dates with other women. However, he had always known, deep down inside, that his incessant dating of other women was just a defense mechanism to mask his own sense of sadness and failure at the demise of his marriage. He had loved his ex-wife, Keriann, very much indeed, but it turned out that Victor’s sexual tastes had been a bit too much for her. Keriann had wanted a strong, dominant man who could protect her, envelop her, and make her feel warm and cozy in his powerful, reassuring embrace. For many years, Victor tried to be this mythical man for his wife, but in the end, after so many years, it had become quite obvious to both of them that the sexual dynamic between them was not working.
The thing was, Victor had an overarching fetish called “macrophilia,” which, in his case, meant that he was hopelessly aroused by the thought of a much larger female — of giantess proportions — dominating him, overpowering him, teasing him, and otherwise bending him to her will. For Victor in particular, his macrophiliac fetish manifested as a fetish for large feet and buttocks as well. There was just no getting around it — Keriann had wanted to be dominated and supported by a powerful man, and Victor had wanted to be dominated by a giantess woman who would tease and torment him with her huge feet and massive ass. As it often happens in marriages, the two of them had grown apart after so many years, and not even the presence of their son Travis could save their marriage from the inexorable sexual incompatibilities.
For a while after the divorce, Victor had dated a number of women, many of them taller than his 5’10 height, in the hopes of somehow capturing some smidgen of the essence of his fantasy. However, after a few years of this dating, he had abruptly stopped; it just wasn’t working. None of the women he met out in the world — even the tall ones — seemed amenable to his fetish. In fact, many of them found it downright weird, or even repulsive. And so, with reluctant sadness, Victor had retreated from the dating scene, focusing on raising Travis as best he could, on the days when he had custody over him.
Recently, though, a few years later, Victor had turned 40, and reaching this artificial milestone subconsciously encouraged him to try and get back into dating. Travis was 14 years old now, and could be trusted to look after himself on some nights, if Victor wanted to go out on a date. But having been out of the dating game for so long, Victor didn’t know where to begin.
“Hey dad — you know there are a bunch of dating apps out there, right?” Travis had mentioned a couple days earlier.
“Dating…apps?” Victor had asked his son, giving him a puzzled look.
“Haha, yes!” Travis had laughed. “Come on dad — it’s the 21st century! Do some research on it! I bet there are tons of women on the apps, just waiting to meet someone like you.”
“Uh, I think you might overestimate my appeal to younger women,” chuckled Victor.
“Are you kidding, dad?” Travis kept on. “You have moneyyyy....an..aaannndd you’re laiddd back!" The teenager slumped back in his chair, leering at his father with love and triumph in his eyes. Victor had come to learn to treasure these moments.
And compounding the buyond of emotion that bobbed in between his lungs and behind his trachea, he became, once again, abruptly cognizant of his offspring attaining knowledge that seemed beyond him. Even 14 years later, it was still wild.
"Of course they’ll think you’re attractive,” came the nonchalant words.
“Well, I guess we’ll see,” laughed the father.
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Now, two days later, Victor had thumbed his way through a number of the dating apps. They certainly were interesting, but a lot of them made his head spin — he felt like he just wasn’t cut out for all this “app” stuff. It made him feel old and outdated...slow...and too discerning. After an hour and a half he was blinking at himself in a mirror, the bulbs not heating fast enough, having just mentally dissected 18 young women he didn't even know.
Until…
Victor’s eye caught something as he looked down at his phone, sitting on his bed, minutes later. There was apparently an app…a dating app…called “Shinker.”
‘Is that like…Tinder?’ Victor thought as he selected it. Even though he knew nothing about it, he felt himself start to get excited. And it was for a good reason. Apparently, “Shrinker” was a dating app just like Tinder, except that it offered the possibility of getting shrunk for an evening of fun with a giant significant other. It was for men, women, and anyone else in between who had a desire to shrink themselves down, and it was also for anyone who fancied a date with a shrunken person.
Victor’s heart beat excitedly in his chest as he hurriedly made a profile. It almost seemed too good to be true, but he was not about to pass up this opportunity. He quickly listed his main fetishes and desires: “shrinking, wanting to be 6 inches high, foot fetish, ass fetish, wanting to be teased and challenged by a giantess, maybe even humiliated and even tortured a little,” and so on and so forth. It was strange, actually writing down his fetishes so openly, but the app was anonymous, and he didn’t have anything to fear. After creating his profile and browsing through the app for a bit, he suddenly felt tired — his excitement at the app had exhausted him of his energy. And so, vowing to explore the app further the next day, he rolled over and went to sleep.
The next morning, Victor was surprised to see that he had a message in his “Shrinker” inbox. It was from a young woman who only referred to herself as “Géante Dominatrice,” and in the message, she expressed interest in meeting up with Victor in a hotel room for a night of "S/M, GTS" fun. It turned out that she was only 18 years old, and had wanted to have a hot, steamy, sexual encounter with a shrunken man ever since she had been a teenager. Now that she had finally turned 18, she was free to do so.
Throughout the day, Victor excitedly exchanged messages back and forth with this “Géante Dominatrice,” and he quickly fell under her spell. Even through the text chat of the app, it was clear that this young woman was smart, powerful, and unquestionably dominant. She quickly outlined her expectations for the exchange — she would have the power (granted through the app) to make his shrunken body adhere to one of three conditions: indestructible with the inability to feel pain, indestructible with the ability to feel pain, and destructible (or, in other words, normal). Victor quickly agreed to these conditions, as they offered the chance for a lot of different varieties of exploration of his fetish. They agreed to meet in a local hotel room later on that evening; it was apparent that both of them were eager to enact their mutual fetishes together. It seemed like the perfect match.
“Woah! Yeah, way to go dad!” cheered Travis after his father told him about his date. “See? I told you that apps are the way of the future!”
“Haha, I should listen to your suggestions more often!” laughed Victor.
“So, are you gonna take her out to a fancy restaurant? Show her the town?” asked Travis, grinning.
“Uh…yeah…something like that,” answered Victor, feeling like it was best that his son not know the true extent of his fetishes. He felt annoyed for a long moment, and even dangerous and aggressive. His eyes flashed to the bare walls; he remembered a lot.
“You’ll be ok here alone tonight?”
“Of course dad!” declared Travis emphatically. “I’m 14, you know!”
“Haha, yes, yes, that’s right,” nodded his father. “No parties, ok?”
“Of course not,” nodded Travis.
A little later, Victor left the house, caught an Uber to a nearby hotel, and secured a reservation. The mysterious woman had selected the specific hotel — it was one of the fanciest ones in town, which Victor felt was appropriate. After all, they were both about to fulfill their lifelong fetishistic ambitions. Why not splurge a little?
He opened the door to the hotel room and looked around — there was a big, king-sized bed, a plush, luxurious sofa, dark-wood nightstands, and soft orange lighting. The thin white curtains in front of the window fluttered amorously in the light air conditioning that blew, and beyond, the myriad light of the city twinkled cheerily through the dark, early evening. Victor felt his breath catch in his throat. He was here — he was doing it. He was actually about to have his dreams come true. He pulled out his phone, opened the “Shrinker” app, and hovered his finger over the “shrink” button that glowed up at him in an enticing cerulean blue. He was under orders from “Géante Dominatrice” to shrink himself down to 6 inches before she arrived, which was in 5 minutes.
Hardly believing that what he was doing was real, Victor pressed the button. Immediately, the room seemed to morph and undulate wildly before his eyes, but within a second, Victor realized that it wasn’t the room that was changing — rather, it was HIM. Down, down, down he shrunk, getting smaller and smaller, until all of a sudden, it stopped. His clothes had shrunk with him. He found himself staring straight up at the bed, which now looked like an insurmountable cliff-face that loomed over him. With his mouth hanging open, as his little chest rose and fell up and down rapidly, Victor turned around to look at the rest of the hotel room. Everything was simply enormous now! The nightstands looked like giant sequoia trees, and the sofa, dominating his horizon, looked like a massive mountain formation in the distance. Looking down, Victor noticed that his feet had even sunk a little into the carpet, so far that it actually went up to his ankles.
As he had shrunken, his phone had fallen conveniently onto the bed. Of course, there was no chance of retrieving it now, so Victor simply sat himself down in plain view, as he had been instructed to do by the mysterious woman, and waited for her. It wouldn’t be long now…just a few more minutes…
And then, suddenly, the door to the hotel room opened, and in walked “Géante Dominatrice.” Victor’s heart jumped into his throat as he broke out into a cold sweat — he had been expecting to see someone much bigger than him, but actually seeing this giantess up close for the first time was enough to set his entire body trembling with a mixture of awe, arousal, and fear. She was absolutely enormous! Even if he had been his normal 5’10, Victor could tell that this young woman would have towered over him. It looked like she was already over 6 feet tall in her bare feet, and she was wearing 4 or 5-inch heels, which significantly augmented her already-towering height. And she was gorgeous…intoxicatingly beautiful She had a head of long, luscious, and strikingly auburn hair, and her face shone with the radiant confidence of youth. Her eyes were light green, and contrasted fantastically with her dark red hair — her nose was sharp and slightly upturned, as if in shameless pride of her unquestionable beauty. Her body was full and well-developed, with large, full breasts, thick, wide hips, and a bodacious ass that Victor could see swelling and swaying erotically behind her. Her feet looked positively delicious in her heels — she was wearing a short black dress that did plenty to show off her thick, creamy, and womanly thighs. Victor had been expecting someone young and attractive, but he had not been expecting her to be THIS sexy and alluring. She was an absolute bombshell!
Almost immediately, after closing and locking the door, the young woman had looked down and found him. Her plush, full lips curled into an appreciative, sensual smile, as she licked them with a long red tongue.
“Well hello there my little tiny,” she said in a deep, captivating voice, “I’m pleased to see that you’ve done exactly what I told you — that’s a good start. For tonight, I’ll just be calling you “my tiny” or “my little man” or “my munchkin,” or whatever else I can think of to describe you. You will refer to me only as “Goddess Adeline” — do you understand, little one?”
“Y-Yes…yes, G-Goddess Adeline,” stuttered Victor, finding it difficult to locate his voice as he stood in front of such a gigantic, august female presence.
“What was that?” Adeline said, putting her hand to her ear as she cocked her head to the side, her eyebrow going up humorously. “I heard something squeaking, but I couldn’t quite make out what you said. Speak up, tiny man!”
“I…I said yes, Goddess Adeline!” called Victor, much louder, cupping his little hands to his miniature mouth.
“Hmmm, well, I could understand that,” she purred, smirking down at him. “But only barely. Isn’t it funny, how I’m speaking so softly, and you’re yelling through your hands, and I can still barely hear you? Hahaha yes, well anyway, let’s not waste any time, my tiny little man.”
Adeline took a slow but abrupt step closer to Victor, and he nearly fell over backwards, from the warped perspective of her huge body advancing on him. It was incredible — she was now standing directly before him after only one step in his direction. He couldn’t even see her face, since her big boobs were in the way — in fact, they cast a shadow over his entire body. Victor noticed with sudden shock that, with Adeline in her heels, his head didn’t even come up to the top of her ankles. He was literally dwarfed in every way.
“Ok, my sweet tiny, let’s get started,” cooed Adeline down at him, from above and beyond the sky that was her breasts. Bending down forward, she reached a mighty arm down, extending her huge fingers towards him, and wrapped them around his body, whisking him up, up, up, until she was dangling his body in front of her immense, smiling face. Victor couldn’t believe it — he was instantly hard in his pants. His entire panorama view was taken up by the giantess’s gorgeous young face, beaming at him, flashing her big, pearly-white teeth at his shrunken body as her green eyes sparkled with pleasure.
“Now,” she said, softly but emphatically, “Let’s start a little gentle, shall we? I’ve adjusted the app to the “indestructible with no pain” setting, so you have nothing to fear, my adorable, cute little tiny…at least, not right now, haha! Let’s get these off you first.”
Extending the colossal index finger of her free hand, Adeline proceeded to rapidly and effortlessly strip away Victor’s clothes. Within a couple seconds, he was utterly naked before her, his bare feet dangling in the air, and his tiny erect cock pointed straight up at her face, rising to attention even further with the advent of nudity.
“Oooo, look at your precious little body!” giggled Adeline, scrunching up her dazzling eyes playfully as she pouted her full lips at his miniature form. “Look at those skinny little legs! Those itty-bitty little arms! Hahaha, and oh my GOD — look at that precious little prick of a cock you’ve got there. I can barely see it, it’s so small, even though I know it’s hard for me. Is that for me, my little tiny?”
“Y-Yes Goddess Adeline,” answered Victor, nodding his head in midair. He was afraid of the incredible height he was at, but he reminded himself that Adeline had made him indestructible, so even if she dropped him from this (relatively) great height, he would be ok.
“Mmmm, of course it is,” she breathed at him sexily. Victor felt her sweet breath wash over his body like a flower-scented Spring breeze. His eyes fluttered in pleasure, and he was surprised when she brought his body even closer to her face, issued forth the powerful red muscle of her tongue, and used it to tease the tip of his cock. Victor screwed up his face, his entire body flushing red, and he very nearly came right then and there. Adeline laughed softly at his face, her pearly-white teeth so close to his face.
“Hahaha, ohhhh no…not yet, tiny,” she whispered. “There’s soooo much more to do before I let you cum. First…just to show you that the app works — ”
And here, suddenly, Adeline released Victor’s body from her fingers, as her eyes went wide with mirth. Victor suddenly found himself plummeting down towards the hotel floor; it felt like his stomach was going up his throat and out of his mouth. Without even meaning to, a sickening bolt of fear shot through him and he cried out in wordless, piercing panic. He looked up at Adeline’s laughing face rushing away from him, and then, what seemed like an eternity later, he felt himself impacting the floor with an abrupt, dull, and painless thud. He lay there on his back, staring up at the giantess, momentarily stunned, not by the impact itself (since he was indestructible), but rather by the suddenness of Adeline’s release.
“Ahahaha! Oh WOW!” she laughed out loud, clutching her sides as her feminine curves bounced and jiggled slightly with her levity, “I could hear your little voice squeaking out as you fell. How cute!” She arched her enormous back as she peered down at him, lifting an eyebrow as she smirked over him.
“What, you don’t trust the app?” she asked playfully.
“Uhh…y-yes…yes I do, Goddess Adeline!” Victor managed to say, sitting up, and then standing.
“Good!” she said. “Because compared to what’s to come, that fall was nothing. Now! I have three challenged for you, little one. The first will be a race…across this hotel room! But don’t worry, I’m going to give you a head start SO extreme, that you’ll feel totally silly if you don’t win! But I have to warn you — if you don’t win, I’m going to punish you. Ok?”
“O-Ok,” stammered Victor, feeling extremely aroused at the prospect, and yet terribly frightened at the same time.
“Alright then!” said Adeline brightly, picking him up again and bringing him over to the far end of the room. She set him down next to her feet, and then slowly, deliberately, stepped out of her heels. Victor got chills just looking at her bare, beautiful feet, with all ten toes softly wiggling next to him. His entire body was only half as long as one of her feet.
“So!” she said. “I’m going to say “GO,” and that will start a timer, you see? Once I say “GO,” you start running, little man. The goal is to touch the wall on the opposite end of the room first. Of course, since you’re so, so much smaller than me, I’m going to give you a 30-second head start. That’s a lot of time, little munchkin. You should be able to beat me, but if you don’t, what’s going to happen?”
“Y-you’re going to punish me.”
“Exactly correct, little guy. Ok ready? On your mark…get set…GO!!”
Victor took off running, going as fast as his little legs could carry him. At first he tried to count the seconds, just so he would know how much time he had left, but after the first ten seconds or so, his lungs started to get tired, and he lost track of his counting. But it didn’t seem to matter — surely he was going to be able to win! It seemed like he had already crossed half the hotel room before he lost count. All he had to do was just keep on running as fast as he could, and then he wouldn’t get punished. While it was true to say that a part of him actually WANTED to get punished, it was equally true to say that a larger part of him wanted to be spared whatever pain the punishment entailed. He passed the bed…the last nightstand…he was going to do it! He only had a tiny little bit farther to go! He started slowing down as his limbs felt the lactic acid pumping through them — his breath was coming in ragged gasps…but it didn’t matter. He couldn’t feel any pain. And he was going to win!
But then suddenly…
“THIRTY!” thundered Adeline from behind him, and suddenly the floor beneath him shook as he felt her steps gaining on him from behind. He was only a few paces away from touching the wall…he stretched out his little arms…
*BAM*
Adeline’s huge palm hit the wall far above him, before he could touch. He glanced up in horror and saw her triumphant face grinning down at him, her green eyes flashing from behind the twin curtains of her auburn hair.
“You lose, little man!” she laughed. “And that means…”
Adeline produced her phone and pressed a button. Immediately, Victor felt the burn in his legs and lungs — she had turned off the painlessness!
“Don’t worry,” she purred down to him, snatching him up and carrying him back across the room, “You’re still indestructible, but now…now you can feel pain!”
Swiftly, Adeline deposited Victor’s panting, naked body into the sole of her right heel. She slipped her left foot into her left heel and then, cackling from above, slowly brought her massive right foot down toward her heel, darkening Victor’s entire prone body with her foot.
“N-no!” he cried in panic, anticipating the suffering he was about to endure. “N-No Goddess Adeline, please!! Nooooooo!!!”
“I’m sorry little one,” she giggled dirtily, “But I gave you a huge head start…and I STILL beat you. That means you get…punishment!!”
At the word “punishment,” she brought her entire right foot down onto Victor’s hapless form, squishing his body into the sole of her heel as she slipped her entire foot into the shoe. He was trapped underneath her foot, feeling the weight of half her gigantic body on his pitiable frame. His body was immediately burning with searing, stabbing pain everywhere, as she ground her foot down even further into her heel, intensifying his suffering. He would have screamed and cried out in pain, but he was so compressed by her foot that he couldn’t make a sound. All he could do was lie there, in horrible, continuous pain under her foot, and take it.
“I can’t even feel you under there, hahaha!” came Adeline’s mocking voice through the muffle of her foot. “It’s like you’re not even there!”
For the next ten minutes, Adeline proceeded to waltz around the hotel room in her heels, dancing and laughing as she continued to grind Victor’s body further and further into her heel. Through his unimaginable pain and suffering, he was able to just barely hear that Adeline had put on some classical music — a waltz of some kind — and she was dancing to it. Even though her show of crushing power over him was incredibly hot, Victor’s pain and suffering eclipsed everything else, and, at the end of the ten minutes, he was starting to feel like he was going mad.
But at last, the music stopped, and Adeline kicked her heels off, fetching Victor’s tortured little body up off the carpet as she held him in front of her face, smiling. His body was bright red, and covered in sweat and tears. For the moment, he was incapable of making any sound at all.
“Did you like my music, little one?” she asked, winking at him. “Strauss’s “Fledermaus Overture” has always been one of my favorites! Did that hurt, tiny man?”
Silently, Victor nodded his head.
“Good!” she laughed, shaking his little body in front of her face as she gave his cock another lick. “Then maybe you’ll try harder to win the next challenge.”
“Th-the…n-nest challenge…Goddess?” panted Victor, finding his voice again.
“Awww…sooooo hot…you can barely speak!” she teased. “Yes — the next challenge! Come over here to the bed, little one.”
The king-sized bed groaned out as the giantess sat on it. Victor remembered that, even if he had been normal-sized, this girl was absolutely huge.
“You lost the challenge of speed,” chuckled Adeline, setting him down next to the cheeks of her enormous ass (which rose above him like gigantic, fleshy boulders), “So I’m going to give you the opportunity to win…the challenge of strength!”
“Of…strength!?” was all Victor could manage to say. He looked up at his goddess. There was more strength in her pinkie finger than there was in his entire body!
“Don’t worry — I’m evening out the challenge, just like last time, to make it fair,” she assured him. Reaching for her purse, she took out a little measuring scale.
“Go ahead, little guy…step on!” she cooed. Victor did as he was told.
“Awww, how cute,” she giggled, “And just as I expected. You weigh exactly HALF a kilogram…whereas I weigh 86 kilograms, haha! So that means I’m exactly 172 times bigger than you!”
She prodded him with a giant finger, making him fall over backwards, which caused her to laugh again.
“Ok! So…” she continued, “I brought two weights, tiny…one for you and one for me.”
Adeline reached into her purse again and brought out two dumbbells. One of them was 12 kg, and the other…well, it didn’t even have a weight listed on it. But Victor knew it was for him, because it was so tiny. Giggling, Adeline held her weight in one hand and used her pinkie finger to hand Victor his dumbbell.
“That weighs .0348 kilograms,” she chuckled. “Exactly half, in proportion, to my weight here. I’m giving you another advantage, little one. Now — I’m going to set a metronome going, ok? It’ll be rather slow, and it will tell us when to lift and when to lower our weights. You pick your strongest arm — and together, we’ll have a bicep-curling contest! The first one who can’t keep rhythm with the metronome loses! And guess what happens if you lose, little one?”
“I…get punished?” asked Victor.
“Precisely!” said Adeline with a smile and a wink. “Ok, so I’ll set the metronome up on my phone here — ok, there we go!”
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* *Clack*
The metronome beat time steadily and slowly out into the air.
“Ok, ready, tiny?” asked Adeline, her eyes shining with excitement. Victor nodded.
“Ok — ready…and…START!” she said.
The two of them started curling their weights up, keeping time with the metronome. Victor felt good about this challenge — even though he was tiny, he was still proportional, and he had some respectable muscles going on. The first ten or so repetitions were so easy that he barely felt a thing. He glanced up confidently at Adeline, and was a little unnerved to see her green eyes glimmering down at him pleasantly, as she flashed him a toothy smile. She didn’t seem to be having any trouble either. With a little trepidation, Victor glanced at Adeline’s bicep and watched it swell and go down, swell and go down. Beneath her feminine plushness, she apparently had some respectable muscles going on too. Victor saw that she was using her left arm, while he was using his right…his best arm.
After about 30 seconds, Victor’s bicep was on fire. His face was red and straining with effort, and the sweat was starting to roll down his brow. And yet still, Adeline just sat there on the bed, smiling down at him steadily, her eyes becoming ever more triumphant as she watched him deteriorate beneath her. She wasn’t even breaking a sweat.
Right at 45 seconds, with a desperate, heaving breath, Victor gave up. He couldn’t even lift the weight anymore. Adeline started laughing down at him, shaking her head as her beautiful eyes sparkled with victory.
“I win again!” she laughed, turning off the metronome. “And I wasn’t even using my best arm! I’ve been doing everything i can to help you, little guy, but you just keep losing! That means you get punished…again!”
With that, Adeline suddenly stood up and shook her gigantic ass over Victor’s body, teasing him with the incredible size and bounciness of her thick, healthy cheeks.
“You said that you like big butts,” giggled Adeline, pulling down her panties as she lifted her skimpy black dress. “Well, let’s see how you like the biggest ass you’ve ever seen…on top of you!”
The giantess suddenly sat down, directly on top of Victor’s prone little body. He only had a split second to scream out in fear before his world was once again smothered into crushing darkness, although this time it wasn’t a giant foot — it was a pair of giant butt cheeks! He yelled out in crazed panic, but there was nothing he could do. His poor body was totally immobilized by Adeline’s enormous ass as she ground him without mercy into the bed. His body was transfixed with pain. He felt like he was being smothered to death, and even though, in the back of his mind, he knew he was indestructible, that didn’t stop him from screaming and crying and panicking and begging. His animal brain was taking over.
But Adeline gave him nothing but mocking laughter in return, as she wiggled and gyrated her huge ass on his tortured body, kneading him farther and farther into the bed as she belittled him from far above:
“Slower than me…weaker than me…even though I give you all these advantages, little one, but STILL, you come up short! Shorter, smaller, weaker, slower…I don’t know what you have left!”
Adeline continued to grind her mammoth ass down on top of Victor until he was nearly insane from the pain and lack of oxygen. She came up off him giggling, and saw that his mouth was sagging, with his unfocused eyes rolled back into his head. Still chuckling, she switched roles and cooed and purred in his ear, licking his cock with her tongue until she roused him back into a sense of normalcy.
“There we go, tiny,” she said softly into his ear. “Welcome back to the world…time for your final challenge.”
“I…I d-don’t think…I can,” breathed Victor.
“Are you going against the word of your Goddess?” she asked him simply.
“I…n-no…no, of course not,” he said, backtracking.
“Good,” she said. “Because this last challenge is a test not of physical prowess…but of intelligence.”
“O-Ok!” said Victor, still catching his breath, sitting up in her palm. He would try his best.
“That’s what I like to see,” she smiled down at him softly. “Ok — it’s a riddle, little man. If you can’t answer it…more punishment for you. But if you get it correct…then I’ll give you a reward…a reward unlike anything you’ve ever experienced in your entire life. Ok?”
“Ok,” said Victor, sitting up as straight as he could in his goddess’s palm as she held him closely to her face.
“So, the riddle is this,” she said slowly, giving him a cat-like smile. “What does every woman have, that starts with a “V,” that she can use to get what she wants?”
Victor sat there on Adeline’s palm, looking up at her beautiful, young face. The pain was beginning to subside from his body, even as he was still exhausted. He wasn’t sure he could take any more punishment, and so he thought hard about the answer. The first thing he thought of was “vagina,” of course…and he was about to blurt it out, when something suddenly held him back. He knew that was the expected answer. But this was a riddle…told by quite an intelligent young woman. He knew he had to think harder than that. He racked his brain again and again, trying to come up with the answer.
“Nothing?” asked Adeline expectantly, cocking her head.
Suddenly, Victor knew the answer. How had Adeline gotten him to do anything? How had this all started? What had she used, online, and in person, to order him about, to dominate him, to turn him on beyond belief?
“Her…voice!” he cried.
Adeline’s green eyes went wide as her face brightened into a laughing smile that was more radiant than the midday sun. Her flowing auburn hair shook around her face as she nodded up and down happily.
“Yesss!!” she breathed. “Yesss! You got it, little one! You GOT it! And for that, you get your reward.”
Bringing his little body to her parted, plush lips, she inserted his little cock in between them and sucked steadily but powerfully. Victor arched his back in transported pleasure, feeling the relief of getting the answer correct become quickly eclipsed by the pleasure he was feeling.
“Ooops, almost forgot,” laughed Adeline, with his cock in between her lips. She brought up her phone and pressed another button. Instantly, Victor’s pleasure doubled, and then tripled, and he spread his arms outward as he spewed his orgasm in between Adeline’s softly sucking lips.
“Now you’re not indestructible,” she said down to him softly. “Which means you can feel pain and pleasure in equal measure. It’s the perfect setting for us…to make love. And I’m not just gonna suck your cock, little man…I’m gonna suck YOU.”
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The next morning, Travis was making breakfast when his father walked in.
“Dad!” cried Travis, going up to him, “How was last…oh my god, what happened to you??”
“Don’t worry, son, I’m fine,” laughed Victor. “I just…need a few days to heal, is all. It’s just bruises.”
“But…h-how did you get like this!?” asked Travis incredulously.
“Let’s just say that you can thank your newfangled technology, son,” chuckled Victor, who appeared to be in a wonderful mood. “Those apps sure are incredible, but they can pack a wallop, let me tell you. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta go pass out. I didn’t sleep at all last night.”
Travis watched his father go into his bedroom and close his door, and shook his head. He had no idea how his dad had come to have a bruise that seemed to cover his entire body, but he thought that perhaps it was a story best left to another day.
