“Yes, ma’am,” I humbly responded. What else could I say? And my admittedly undersized d**k just continued to pound and throb and ache like a rotten tooth, straining urgently upwards toward its needed deity. A rebuke for each came swiftly.
“That’s ‘Yes, Goddess’ from now on!” barked Kelly.
“Yes, Goddess!”
“You remember, from now on I am Goddess Kelly, and this is Goddess Katia! And you are nothing but our little eunuch boudoir-boy, our captive male cunt-licker and lowly willing sissy-slut.
“And you will be profoundly grateful, Slut-boy, beyond your wildest dreams, for all the outrageous things that we are about to do with you—or to you, I should say. Your pointless excuse for a life is about to change for the better forever! But right away I have to tell you that from now on, you will b
