Adorable Girlfriend Gets Taught How to Become My Goddess

[Heyaitsme]

Originally Posted by squeezetoy [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Hands down my favorite story in a long time! It's perfect and sums up a lot of personal experience for me. Pleas keep this going!

Thank you! It will keep going! I just got back from a trip so I need some time to recover but a new part will be out very soon! I love these characters and want to keep writing them!

[bsbinss]

Can't wait!!

[Heyaitsme]

PART 7

Veronicas thighs should have been classified as deadly weapons.

I was left in utter disbelief at how simply she could shut off my breathing and bloodflow, almost as if it were an afterthought. I knew she was strong, of course, but I don’t think some people realize how powerful the legs can be…

And when used by someone who knew how to use them right (and it was becoming increasingly clear that Veronica did) they were downright dangerous.

Veronica was racketing up the pressure, tensing her thighs and watching me squirm pitifully on the floor as I struggled to get even a morsel of air. At this point she was laying on her side, her heavenly body almost relaxed as she leaned her hand against her head and looked down at me in amusement, like I was a toy she was enjoying.

It was unreal how little effort she seemed to be putting in as she squeezed, released, squeezed, released all while her impossibly beautiful, half naked body was on full display with colorful tattoos running up her side.

Even in this moment of torture and desperation, I couldn’t help but congratulate myself. Goddess was the perfect word for her.

“Awww whats wrong…? Why do you look so stressed?” She pouted while sadistic delight danced behind her eyes. Simultaneously she suddenly cranked up the pressure leaving me hacking and hopelessly gripping at her thigh as if that would somehow free me from her prison.

We might have been playing a game here, but it was slowly dawning on me that game or not… I wasn’t even sure if I could actually escape.

“You know, you could easily end this torture… I just want to hear those little words…” Her words were soft, sensual, almost like a purr as she leaned down a bit more to look at my trapped head between her legs. “So what about it, Jasper? Do you submit…?”

I tried to open my mouth but found I had no air to even try to speak, instead just pitifully wheezing as I tapped at her legs in desperation.

There seemed to be no mercy in her eyes, only annoyance, as she finally let up and let me breath in desperately needed air.

“God damn it, Jasper. It’s been 15 minutes of this, I’m not going to knock your ass out to get you to submit.” She sighed as she leaned back, taking a moment to toss her hair over her shoulder before she paused. “Although… I kinda could, couldn’t I?”

I was still trying to get in air, but I paused as I looked up at her in concern.

“Could…. What…?” I mumbled through gasps.

“Knock you out. I mean, I won’t, that shits totally dangerous. But…” A sly grin grew on her face as she tensed her thighs enough to make it difficult to breath again. “...If I wanted to you couldn’t even stop me.”

I remained perfectly still, frozen as I contemplated what she was saying. Obviously she was in control, of course, but how much? Was I in this position because I was letting her? I could get out of this if I truly tried, surely. I was bigger, stronger….

Well, maybe. I wasn’t unfit but were my arms actually stronger than her legs?

The thought brought my stomach to a broil as I contemplated if Veronica truly had absolute control of me right now, and I stupidly spoke without thinking.

“I probably could.”

Without hesitation her legs closed in around me like a python and as a spark of delight flashed across her face, I realized I had only fallen right into her trap.

“Oh? Go ahead then.” She gave a confident smirk that was both infuriating, and impossibly attractive as she continued to look down at me.

“R…Right now?”

“Yup. If you’re so confident, do it. Get out.”

I felt my heart speeding up as my hands moved to her thighs, ready to try and get ready. I was prepared to give this my all, but strangely it wasn’t for my ego…

I found myself desperately curious. Could I escape? Was I truly helpless?

…Did some part of me hope I couldn’t escape?

With a thousand thoughts swirling through my mind, I suddenly dug in, lifted my hips, and began thrashing. While my arms were used to loosen her womanly prison around me, my hips gave me momentum to try and get out. I found as she fought against me I had to use more, and more, and more of my strength to push them further apart but eventually I seemed to hit her limit as she was unable to put any more pressure on as I lift her legs higher and higher.

Her feet were locked together, meaning I could only get so much space but it was enough. Slowly, my head began to peel through her thighs, almost to freedom.

I couldn’t deny, some part of me was proud. I was going to be able to escape! And while I found that disappointing, at least it meant I was strong right?

I mean, sure, I was using literally every ounce of strength I had to keep her legs at bay, but I should be proud of this…

Not disappointed.

Why was I disappointed?

“Are you actually trying?” I heard her laugh, and before I could realize what that meant suddenly she managed to put me in my place with a single move. Like iron, her legs clamped down and my arms never had a single chance to stop her. Her legs collapsed onto my head with such force that I saw stars and my world went black near moments after as her muscular thigh actually enveloped my entire head for a moment.

I felt bewildered, confused, defeated… And elated.

She had been playing with me, letting me think I was winning and it turned out…

I truly never had a chance at all. I couldn’t contain my excitement and genuine embarrassment, but I didn’t really need to either as I managed to push my head back enough to be able to see only to feel her milky soft skin suddenly clamp down and seal across both my nose and mouth.

My neck might have gotten free, but the price was that my head itself was now between her bone crushing thighs and they were bearing down with a vengeance.

I shouted pitifully in shock and pain but it was muffled to mere nothing by her dominant appendage. Grasping at her skin, I tried to pry it free only to find it no use as she was no longer going easy on me.

I was being suffocated by her thighs and crushed at the same time with an over bearing weight that left me literally whimpering and tapping her leg over, and over, and over to no success as she kept me trapped.

Finally, she left up enough to release the crushing pain but not let me breathe, and I heard her.

She was giggling as she held me, her larger boyfriend, captive with only her legs while suffocating him. I should have been angry, I should have been embarrassed… But that feeling came back. That pit in my stomach.

I craved more.

“You really thought you could escape, huh…? Pooooooor little Jasper…. And now look, you can’t breath either, can you?”

I was still feverishly trying to pry her legs apart to be able to get any air, but she held firm as she watched me pitifully and helplessly struggle in her mighty legs.

“I’m not letting you go this time. If you want to breath, stop fighting.”

I didn’t listen, the desolate need for oxygen overpowering my common sense and instead I only fought harder.

“Listen to me Jasper. You’re going to learn to trust and obey me, understand? Doing what I say will get you what you want. Now stop. Fighting.” With the last word she once again produced a skull cracking pressure for only a moment, and in an instinct of self preservation my hands snapped off her legs and my hips stopped thrusting.

“Good. Now put your hands on the ground.”

My lungs were absolutely burning, but what choice did I have? I NEEDED to breathe! My hands shoved to the ground quickly and I stayed absolutely, perfectly still. I was fighting every natural instinct I had and instead… Trusting.

I was trusting Veronica with my life.

Like from heaven above, fresh air flooded into my lungs as she lifted her leg up, letting me gasp and heave like my life depended on it while my hands gripped the carpet in their fingers.

It felt like several minutes of just deep breaths and coughing before I finally opened my eyes and turned to look at Veronica, my head still on her thigh like it was a pillow.

She was looking at me, a warm look of love in her eyes as she kept one beautiful eyebrow raised.

“Good boy…” She muttered between barely moving red lips as her other leg, the one that had been stealing my life only moments before, bent at the knee so her foot could run along my chest. “You trusted me…”

“Didn’t… Have a choice….” I responded weakly as I childishly stuck out my tongue at her.

“Oh, but you did. You knew I wouldn’t knock you out, I said so. But you did what I said anyways. AND you learned a valuable lesson…”

“I did…?”

Suddenly her legs snapped close like a bear trap, once again leaving me in that incredibly vulnerable position. I almost panicked, but instead stayed absolutely frozen, unwilling to give her any reason to put me through that again.

“See? You learned your place.” She giggled and moved her leg off once again before the inability to breathe became painful. “Whether you realize it or not, Jasper, you’re learning to submit.”


I thought about that, wanting to argue but… It was true. I learned her legs were stronger. I learned I couldn’t escape them.

And I learned what happened if I tried.

My eyes traveled up her perfect legs, her soft stomach, and her incredible breasts before my eyes connected with hers.

“I still don’t submit.” I meant it to sound like a challenge. To sound bold, stoic. To dare her to try and continue and yet…

We both heard it for what it was. A stuttered remark that hid how I truly felt.

I know realized she was right. It wasn’t a matter of if I submitted. Only a matter of when she made me say it.

“I know… That’s the fun of it… I get to squeeze it out of you…” She purred has she suddenly pushed my head off her thigh with her foot, letting me fall to the floor as she stood up and stretched, giving me an incredible view of her chest as it swelled from the action. “Alright, that’s enough fun with that. I have so many more things to do to you before I make you submit to me. C’mon.”

As she started to walk away I frowned and sat up, rubbing my sore neck. “Where are you going?”

She stopped at the doorway and turned over her shoulder to look at me, her brown eyes looking through her curtain of red hair with a lustful expression. “The bedroom. I have more than one way to make you squirm.”

[thickrick45]

Hope you continue this!

[Pirate]

Please post the next part!

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I guess that's it? It's a shame. Despite how little attention the thread seems to have received, this is easily my all-time favorite story.

[mixfightor]

Originally Posted by cccccccc [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

I guess that's it? It's a shame. Despite how little attention the thread seems to have received, this is easily my all-time favorite story.

Dude, be a little more patient. It's only been a couple of weeks since his last installment.

[GuyIncognito]

Kinda hoping that Heya has found the inspiration to continue this story. If not, just going to express that I really enjoyed it.

[briebriedom]

It's not lack of inspiration... It's that his goddess won't let him!