Goddess

In New Balls, Tom confessed his fantasy of submitting to an older woman to Georgina. Now the story continues, but there is a twist.

Author’s Note: In the introduction to New Balls, I mentioned that it was inspired by me seeing a mature woman watching a young man on a tennis court. This story shows just how far a single, fleeting observation can take a writer.

I have switched point of view; now we are hearing Tom’s voice as he enters Georgina’s realm.

Just to warn you: New Balls is free to read, but here, the main story is for paid subscribers.

Tom felt as if he had stepped back in time as he followed Georgina down the tree-lined street. Dressed only in shorts and a T-shirt and walking a pace behind her, it was only the trainers on his feet that broke the illusion that he was not a Roman slave following his Mistress.

Georgina led him up the pathway to a large house set back from the road amongst tall, mature trees. Without questioning her, he followed her inside. Standing in the wide hallway with white painted walls and a black and white tiled floor, it was as if he had crossed the threshold into another world.

Georgina turned to him and moved close, her palm resting on his chest. She stared at him, her eyes gleaming in the light. Tom looked down at her hand.

“You have told me about your fantasy; I have the power to make it come true. In this house you will act as my slave. Do you wish to proceed?” she asked.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he said without hesitation.

“Good. Look at me.”

Tom lifted his head. The sparkle in Georgina’s eyes seemed almost hypnotic.

“At any time you may say, Freedom Ma’am and I will return you to the world outside. Understood?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Wait here.” Georgina turned and walked up the stairs. Halfway up she turned and looked back at him. “Hands behind your back, feet apart.”

Tom assumed the position.

“That is one of your primary stances in my house. I will teach you the other in a while.” She turned and disappeared up the stairs.