I felt Athena lie down on the bed next to me, I was picked up, held by the upper arms. She was lying there naked, she looked quite yummy. Athletic, well defined muscles, nice sized boobs, just all scaled up a bit. Her olive skin was smooth and inviting. She kissed me, or rather we kissed, surprisingly tenderly. Then I was presented to her boobs and I licked and sucked on them, I could use my lower arms and hands to appreciate them as well. Athena seemed to appreciate my appreciation, there were gratifying moans.

This put Will in the perfect position to appreciate Athena’s cunt. He slipped inside. This brought gasp from Athena. Before I could do anything to press home my advantage, I found my thighs trapped by her feet. She started moving my hips for me, to pump Will in and out of her. She was using me as a bloody dildo! (Dear reader, in case you’re confused, ‘bloody’ is being used in the British sense just for emphasis, not blood was involved in this scene.) Again I was in two minds about the situation, I was finding my helplessness to be exciting, just I was feeling, … used. That usually didn’t bother me, but something was off.

Well, Will was getting his wish, some action. And despite my reservations it was exciting, I really was wound up and ready. So it didn’t take me long to come, my little act of rebellion was not trying to hold out. It didn’t seem to phase Athena though, after both me and Will went limp, she just moved me down so my face was pushed against her cunt, she had me in some armlock so she was "encouraging" me to attend to her. Not that I really need much encouragement, but my enthusiasm does wane a little just after I come. Tasty though, my favorite dessert, freshly fucked, juicy creamy cunt.

The rest of the afternoon passed in much the same vein. I was basically used, as a sex toy, which was still confusing: exciting and grating. We both got off suitably, several times. At the end of the afternoon I was delivered back to Maria, naked, and a little sore in places. Maria and Athena hugged and chatted a bit before Athena left.

Maria hugged me, "Thank you for that, did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes, … maybe, … I’m not sure."

"What’s wrong, I thought she’d be perfect for you."

"She was, but, … you never gave me a choice, you told me to do it."

"But you like that."

"Yes, but this seemed different, I’m usually quite happy to go along, this time I had a few reservations."

"Oh, sorry."

We were silent for a little while, while I thought on it. "I suppose I like to submit, not be forced, then it’s entirely my own doing, you know, consent." Consent was a concept we’d discussed when working out our relationship, we both thought it essential. It was a very dear concept to Maria, she’d been born a (real actual) slave without the power to consent.

Maria looked quite distraught at my comment. "Oh Stephen, have I done something wicked?"

Oops, I didn’t mean to precipitate a crisis here, time for some reassurance. "I don’t think you did, I’ve consented to you running the show, I didn’t have to bring out the Mangos, or even look for a buffalo. And a heard of wildebeest still trampled me." I mimed massaging a sore shoulder for effect. That seemed to reassure Maria, in fact she laughed at the mention of wildebeest, it was a private joke. Mango was our safeword, though we’d never had to use it. Buffalo wasn’t quite a safeword, but could be used if things were getting too intense for someone, we hadn’t needed it that often. Wildebeest on the other hand, not being a buffalo was a way of saying you were enjoying a scene, being trampled by them might mean you lost some physical function because of it.

"Poor dear, would you like me to massage your sore bits?"

"That sounds like heaven." It really did sound like a good idea to me, so I rolled onto my stomach to let her at me. A little bit of massage, with erotic intent or not, could work wonders after a scene. "If you’re looking for anything," (sexual I was meaning here), "I don’t think I have anything left for you." I was pretty shagged out after my encounter with Athena, not to mention sore. I really wasn’t up for anything sexual.

"I could sit on your face while I work on your front. Or whip you some more." I could usually be persuaded to indulge Maria with a little lick even when I was at my most drained, and face sitting was just about my absolute favorite activity, a whipping was not far behind, she was really trying her best to be nice to me here.

"I’ll think about it. For the moment I’m enjoying this." I was, but then added, "I’m not sure a whipping would be a good idea." Not only did I already ache in a lot of places, but two whippings in one day was quite overwhelming, when we’d tried it once I’d almost burst into tears of happiness, it frightened me.

I let her work on my back for a while, my mind wondered as it tends to do at times like this. "Athena does know about the Mangos?" I’d never even checked that Athena knew the safeword before embarking on this, I trusted Maria a lot in a lot of things.

"Of course she does."

Maria continued to work on my sore bits, then asked. "Athena’s asked if she can borrow you again next Saturday, would you like that?"

"Oh god, yes please." With that I sealed my fate and submitted to Athena. Next Saturday was, on the face of it, pretty much a repeat of this one, but I enjoyed myself so much more knowing I’d dropped myself in it. Such a subtle change, a few words, being forced or submitting made such a lot of difference to me.


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Epilogue

I had many more encounters with Athena, most of them went much like the above. There was one encounter which was a little different, maybe I was feeling a little rebellious, maybe I just wanted something different. Ahead of time, I’d asked via Maria if Athena would mind if I tried fighting back for once. It seems Athena was amused by the idea and didn’t mind at all.

It was obvious that I was never going to win by strength, so I’d try guile. As I said, I didn’t think this Athena had the wisdom of the goddess, or I’d have no hope. I made a few preparations and things started off as usual. I was being carried in the bedroom as usual when I made my move. "You know, it doesn’t have to be like this."

"What?"

"You don’t have to force me. We could have vanilla sex, normal sex, or I have a good line in worshiping a woman’s body."

Athena stopped in her tracks, seemed to think on this, then "OK, lets try it your way."

I sat her down on the bed and undressed her, always a good opener. Lots of kissing of interesting bits. Then I stripped for her, if I do say so myself, I think my stripping performances are pretty good. She definitely looked interested and slightly flushed now. Next I lay her down on the bed and kissed and licked her all over, this also seemed to be well received. Then I found a couple of silk scarves I’d stashed earlier I trailed them down her body and left them lying on her ankles.

Next I kissed along her arms, Brought an arm above her head, and sprung my trap. I clapped a cuff around her wrist, another one of my preparations, hidden at the head of the bed. She tried to jerk upright, only to find three of four limbs were now restrained. The cuff was around her wrist and the scarves around her ankles tightened and she found them tied to the foot of the bed. That had been another of my preparations, a suitable slip knot and restraints in place. Silk is surprisingly strong, I’d found that out many times, I hoped it was enough to contain Athena’s strength.

That left Athena with one arm free, and me hanging on to it. I put all my strength and my whole body weight into restraining her last arm. It was a close run thing, but I managed to get the final cuff around her wrist and had her restrained. A short pause to catch my breath, then I affixed metal ankle cuffs, just to make sure she was secure and I had her at my mercy.

So what do I (a natural submissive) do when I have a woman tied up and helpless before me? After some token dominance, I fucked her face a bit, I do what I normally do and worshiped her body. I do like that. Lots of kissing, licking etc, all over, but especially the cunt. Finally, fucking her seemed like a good idea, so that’s what I did. After I came I rolled off her and lay next to her waiting for my wits return. That was when Athena propped herself up on one elbow and dangled the restraints, which were obviously no longer restraining her. "That was fun, but you mentioned vanilla sex?"

And I thought I’d managed to defeat her, but she’d just been playing with me all along. Oh well, the vanilla sex was good. After that we did occasionally mix it up, she’d sometimes let me tie her up to play the helpless captive, I’m not convinced she was really helpless. We had occasional bouts of vanilla sex. But most of the time she just physically dominated me, it was all fun.

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