Worthy of Worship

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Yet another re-imagining.  Full credit to the original author, DC.

Chapter 1: A New One

Randy had come to the park because it was one of those boring summer days when he had nothing to do. He had already had a workout in his garage this morning and was really excited about the progress he was making on his 15 year old body. He had been working out since he got the weights last summer, almost a year now, and his muscles were really beginning to show. His buddy Jason was coming over this afternoon and they were going to workout together. They were kind of in competition with each other but since the weights were at Randy’s house, he was pulling ahead of his buddy and was really proud of his body.

Randy was setting on the grass flexing his bicep, still pumped from his workout, and thinking about what he and Jason would do this afternoon, when he happened to look up and saw an incredible girl coming through the park. She was muscle and more muscle. As the girl got closer Randy let out a gasp of admiration. What a Body! Wow! This woman had it all! He immediately felt a stirring in his pants. This was exactly the kind of body Randy worshiped in all the muscle building magazines he devoured. This was the body that Randy was trying to build. The perfect muscular body.

God, what a turn on, he thought, seeing a muscle woman like this in the flesh. He had never seen anyone with a body like this outside of a magazine. The woman looked like a young goddess in her tight shorts and sports bra.

Randy was wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top to show off his growing muscles, but this muscle goddess had her muscles bulging out all over the place.

She had great round pectorals budging out from her tight top. Her shoulders were wide, with big round bulging caps defining each one, and her arms were truly magnificent. Even in a relaxed state her biceps were like melons with astonishing definition. This woman seemed to have no body fat at all, and was the consummate image of the perfect specimen of muscle. And, with her tight clothes, that incredible body was being shown off in all its glory. The way the woman was swaggering through the park make her look as if she owned the world and Randy thought she probably deserved it.

Randy just sat there with his mouth open and couldn’t keep his eyes off that incredible body. He tried to look away from those bulging muscles, but found it impossible not to keep looking. It took his breath away to see those awesome biceps and that big chest coming through the park. Suddenly he realized that the woman really was coming his way; walking right up to him.

"Hey," he heard. "You got a problem or what?"

Randy felt his knees go weak as he started to get a hard-on. God, what a body. He was so overwhelmed that he couldn’t think what to say. Not only did the woman have a superhuman body, she was also gorgeous. The blond goddess had the face of a supermodel, but right now there was an angry look on that face.

The woman grabbed Randy’s bicep and pulled him to his feet, and squeezed it hard.

“Ow” Randy said as he tried to pull away, but the woman did not budge.

"I said, what the fuck's your problem punk?” The woman said. “You listenin to me?" Still squeezing Randy's bicep she grabbed Randy’s chin with her other hand. "I saw you staring at me you little prick. What are you, a judging me or something?" the woman growled at him.

"I, ah, ah, what...ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything. I mean …your …your…" Randy stammered in fright. The woman may have looked terrific, but her fierce actions and the angry look were scaring the hell out of him.

"Listen to me you little bitch" the woman said as she pinched Randy's cheeks painfully, "I'll tell you only once. You want to say something to me you call me ma’am! Understand?"

With that she gave Randy's head a couple shakes and continued to squeeze his bicep. "Tell me fucker, do you understand?" she said.

"Yes ma’am, I'm sorry ma’am, I didn't mean anything. Please, I'm sorry ma’am" Randy mumbled all in one breath.

“I don’t think you’re sorry at all. You’re just a spoiled little prick who thinks he can act anyway he wants around a woman like me and get away with it. I didn’t build these muscles to put up with shit from punks like you. You got that little boy ?”

“I’m really sorry ma’am” Randy tried to say while the womann continued to squeeze his cheeks and shake his head. “I didn’t mean to make you mad. Please let me go.”

“Well, you did make me mad you little shit. You probably think you’ve got a body, but you don’t deserve to even stand next to a real muscle woman like me” she answered.

“Do you kid?” she said as he shook Randy’s head again. “Do you?”

“Yes ma’am. I mean no ma’am. Please ma’am. I’m sorry ma’am” Randy blurted out.

“Okay shit head,” said the woman. “Let's you and me get out of this park and find a place where I can explain the facts of life to you." Still holding Randy's arm, the woman force marched him out into the parking lot, with Randy protesting his innocence the whole way. No one took any notice of them.

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When they reached a black van in the parking lot, the woman opened the back door and grabbing Randy by the seat of his shorts with one hand, threw him inside. The woman climbed in and closed the door and stood over Randy as Randy fearfully looked up at her.

She grabbed Randy by the hair and pulled him up to his knees and arrogantly slapped him hard across the face. "You're obviously an ignorant little creep that is going to need a lot of training to get into ship shape, but you came to the right place to get that training.  Now, you say Ma’am to me" she demanded and slapped Randy's face again.

"Ma’am?" Randy cried. Now he was really scared. This woman was hurting him.

"Say Yes Ma’am" the woman demanded and slapped him again.

"Yes ma’am" Randy whimpered.

"Good boy" the woman said as she eased her hold and gently stroked Randy's hair as if she were petting a dog. "Maybe there is some hope for you. What's your name kid?" she asked.

"Randy ma’am" Randy barely whispered. He was beyond scared now. This woman was acting really crazy.

"Randy baby, my name is Wendi, but that doesn’t matter because you’ll call me ma’am. You seem to think that you can stare at my body for free. Let me tell you, I worked hard to develop these muscles so guys like you could worship them. But you don’t get anything for free. If you think I’m going to let you drool over me for nothing, you’re mistaken. You seem to think I walk around just so you can get the hots for my muscles and go home and jerk off.  You got the hots for me boy? You get turned on by seeing my big muscles? Yeah, I can see that you do. Well, getting a hard-on for my body doesn’t come for nothing.”

Randy did have a hard-on at first, but it was long gone now from fear of this muscled woman. This woman could break him in half without even trying.

“Well, listen baby, that hard-on is going to cost you. But, I’m in a good mood today so I’m willing to take some time to show you what it takes to appreciate this body you've been drooling over. Yea, baby," Wendi said with a smirk, "I'm gonna show you what it takes to really worship these muscles.  I see that you’ve been lusting over my body, so you already owe me. And I’m going to make sure that you pay up.” 

“First of all" Wendi said "tell me you’re sorry for staring at these muscles without my permission.”

"I’m sorry; I didn’t mean anything by it" Randy answered meekly.

"Okay, now you can start by thanking me for even bothering to waste my time on a piece of shit like you. Go ahead, thank me" she demanded.

"Thank you" Randy whispered.

"Speak up and call me Ma’am" Wendi ordered as she jerked Randy's hair. Randy winced as his hair was pulled.

"Thank you ma’am" Randy cried louder.

"Thank me for what" Wendi demanded. "Come on, thank me for what?" Wendi gave Randy's hair another jerk.

"Thank you for wasting your time on me ma’am" Randy said.

"Yea, to think that I would waste my time on a piece of shit like you" she said. "Next to me you are a piece of shit, aren't you?" she asked. "Well, aren't you?"

"Yes ma’am," Randy whispered.

"Look at me" Wendi ordered as she pulled Randy's head back by the hair. Even as scared as he was, when Randy looked up he couldn’t help but be in awe of this fabulous muscled woman.  "You may think you have muscles little boy, but in fact, you're such a piece of shit that I'm like a god next to you aren't I?" Wendi said slowly. "Aren't I, baby? Just like a god?" she asked, giving Randy’s head a jerk.

"Yes ma’am" Randy mumbled as he looked straight up at those enormous pecs and round shoulders and gorgeous face and knew that his own muscles were nothing compared to this incredible woman’s.

"You want to treat me like a god, don't you Randy."

"Yes ma’am," Randy mumbled again.

"You want to worship these muscles, don't you Randy” said Wendi. “You want to worship me like a god, don’t you Randy?”  She let go of Randy’s hair and did a body builders double bicep pose as Randy’s mouth dropped open with awe.

"Yes ma’am," Randy answered, again beginning to feel a stirring in his pants as he was being mesmerized by the woman’s soft voice.  Wendi pulled her sports bra off and tossed it aside, put her hands on her hips and did a lat spread showing off her incredible musculature.

"You want to touch these muscles Randy? You want to worship them?"

"Oh god, yes ma’am" Randy whispered.

"You want to do anything to make me happy, don't you Randy?”

"Yes ma’am." Wendi moved her foot into Randy’s crotch as she continued to flex her enormous muscles. Randy’s cock got hard instantly. "Yeah, baby. You’re hard for me now. Are you ready to worship this body?"

"Please ma’am. Yes ma’am."

“Hands behind your back little boy” Wendi said. Randy put his hands behind his back and winced as the muscle god grabbed his hair again. Wendi leaned over slightly and very slowly let a big wad of spit fall on Randy's face. Randy watched but neither moved nor blinked as the saliva landed on his nose and cheek and he kept his hands behind his back.

Very softly Wendi said "You can thank me Randy.” Randy was shocked, but the incredible muscled body above him was so intimidating that he had to accept it. He was also getting mesmerized by the persuasive voice.

“Ah, wha.. Ah” he said as the giant muscle woman stared down at him. "Ah, Thank you ma’am" he whispered as he stared up at the gorgeous woman, and for the first time Wendi smiled at him. Randy melted and actually lost his breath. God, she is beautiful, Randy thought as he got chills up and down his spine and felt more stirring from his cock. God, he would do anything for this gorgeous woman.

"Do you want it again Randy?" The voice asked softly. "Do you want your muscle girl to honor you with her spit? Tell me you want it again little boy.”

"Yes ma’am, if you want to. Please, I want it for you" Randy answered.

"Tell me how much you want it Randy" Wendi whispered. "Tell me how much Randy."

Randy’s hard-on was so hard it was becoming painful as he stared at this muscle god above him. That perfect face and perfect body should be worshipped and Randy felt excited to be on his knees in front of her. Yes, this god was worthy of worship, and Randy belonged on his knees before her. In fact he felt lucky that he was even allowed to look at those gorgeous muscles and that stunning face. Looking up at this spectacular body he was overcome with pleasure that this god was not only letting him look at her, but was even giving him any attention at all. Randy was thrilled that this god had even noticed him. He was ready to do anything for this gorgeous creature and give her anything she wanted.

"I want it, ma’am. Please ma’am, I want it again." Randy pleaded. "Please do what you want Ma’am."

Randy watched as another blob of spit fell from that beautiful face that was smiling down at him. Randy closed his eyes as the spit landed on his nose and splashed over his face and he had to blink several times to keep it out of his eyes.

"Thank you Ma’am" he murmured.

“Don’t touch your face Randy,” ordered Wendi. “I know you like anything I give you, and I want to see my mark on you. I own you baby”. Wendi smiled broadly as she watched the boy staring up at her with worshipful eyes.

She let go of Randy’s hair and slipped out of her shoes.

"Look at my feet Randy" Wendi said. "Whose feet are those Randy?”

Randy looked down at Wendi’s feet and said "They are your feet ma’am.”

"No, Randy, those feet are your Master’s feet," Wendi said. "Now, again. Whose feet are they?"

"They are my Masters’ feet, Ma’am" Randy answered. The word Master gave him chills of excitement. This woman deserved to be his Master.

"Then who am I Randy?" Wendi asked.

"You're, ah, you're my Master, Ma’am."

“Good boy" Wendi said as she patted Randy on the head. “Do you want to worship your Master Randy?" Wendi asked.

"Yes ma’am. I’ll do whatever you want ma’am" Randy answered.

"Okay Randy, kiss my feet" Wendi grinned suddenly. "Get your face down there and kiss my feet".”

Wendi was really turned on by this kid. She had a couple boys on the string these days who were most always available, but they were already well trained so she had gone out to the park today looking for something new. Using a cute guy for her pleasure was great, but the challenge of the chase and the capture always made it more exciting. She was hot for some action and from the moment she saw Randy, she wanted him. The kid was magnificent. Beautiful sleek young body with nice muscles in all the right places, and a stunning face. This boy was obviously a beginning body builder. Wendi had planned to take control of this kid from the moment she saw him in the park, but her wildest imagination had not expected it to go this well this quickly.

At 24 years of age, Wendi was experienced at taking cute , young, well built boys who were awestruck by her perfectly muscled body, and training them to worship her. She’d been taking boys through various levels of pain and pleasure, punishment and reward since she was nineteen. After five years of practice, Wendi knew exactly what it took to dominate a man. But Randy was so submissive and pliant that his training seemed finished almost before Wendi had even started. So Wendi decided to be even more demanding of this fawning boy who was licking and kissing her feet. She intended to have a pleasure filled afternoon of putting this boy through a program of punishment and domination while showing him what it takes to lavish Wendi’s muscles with the adoration they deserved.

"Stop what you are doing Randy and lie flat on the floor in front of me", Wendi ordered. "I said stop, right now" she ordered as Randy was slow to comply.

Randy stopped and lay down flat on the floor in front of Wendi. Wendi put one foot gently on his head, mashing his nose into the carpet.

"I did not tell you that you could touch my feet with your hands Randy, and I did not tell you that you could lick my feet." Wendi said. “I told you to kiss my feet Randy. I said I was willing to train you, but you must learn to listen. Do you understand?" she asked.

"Yes ma’am" Randy answered, his voice muffled by the floor.

"Do you deserve to be punished Randy" Wendi asked.

"Ah… Yes Ma’am" whispered Randy.

Wendi reached down and took Randy by the hair and pulled him up to his knees. Randy yelped at the pain and reached up to try to stop the pain.

"Hands behind your back, you little prick" Wendi yelled in Randy's ear and slapped the hands away as she continued to pull his hair. Tears were running down Randy’s face as he put his hands behind his back.

“Call me Master, Randy”

“Master ma’am” whispered Randy

"Close your eyes, Randy" Wendi said. "Until you learn to obey, you don't even deserve to look at me. Now beg me for your punishment. Tell me you’re sorry for not listening.”

"Please ma’am, I'm sorry ma’am. Please forgive me for not listening" Randy said as tears continued streaming down his face from the pain. Wendi continued to pull Randy’s hair painfully as he gave him a hard, open handed slap across the face. Randy was rocked back, and would have been knocked over except for Wendi’s hold on his hair. Randy whimpered, but did not cry out.

"Thank me for correcting you Randy” Wendi ordered.

Randy was shocked and his cheek was turning red where Wendi slapped him, and tears were streaming down his face.

"Thank you ma’am for correcting me” he sobbed.

“Kiss my hand and call me master.” Wendi said as she pushed her hand in Randy’s face.

“Yes Master” Randy said as he kissed Wendi's hand several times. Wendi let go of Randy’s hair, and then sat down with her back to the wall and pulled her knees up with her feet flat on the carpet. "Okay Randy, you can open your eyes. Now let's see if you can learn how to worship your Master. I want you flat on the floor with your arms behind your back, and I want to feel that mouth on my feet."

Randy did as he was instructed and got busy kissing Wendi's feet. It was difficult at first and his neck started to hurt because of the awkward position of trying to hold his head off the floor to kiss her feet. After a moment he found that by getting in close and turning his head sideways he did not have to hold his head so high. He was very careful not to use his tongue but just his lips.

“Let me hear it Randy”, Wendi said. “I want to hear those kisses.” Randy immediately started making loud smacking noises as he kissed Wendi’s left foot, and then moved to the right one.

After a few minutes of watching the boy struggle, Wendi spoke. “Okay Randy. I want to feel you licking and sucking your master’s feet. Use lots of saliva and wash those feet with your tongue and that pretty mouth." Wendi enjoyed watching as the boy continued to struggle to obey without using his hands. She loved seeing that pretty face worshiping her feet, and was really turned on to see the boy struggle to do it. “The toes baby, the toes, and let me hear those kisses” Wendi raised her feet slightly so Randy could get at her toes. Randy slurped and sucked and kissed Wendi’s feet nosily, and his cock which was jammed against the floor, stayed hard as a rock.

Randy was incredibly turned on by Wendi’s dominating manner, and was beginning to feel that it really was an privilege to be allowed to kiss her feet. This woman was so gorgeous and so strong and powerful. Randy wanted this muscle god to control him. He knew that this gorgeous creature deserved whatever she wanted and Randy felt lucky to be allowed to give it to her. Randy was so hot that he was almost ready to cum without even touching himself.

Wendi loved to have her muscled body worshipped, but she loved even more slapping boys around and totally dominating them while she forced them to worship her. Licking her feet was only part of the picture, but a great part, and Wendi was enjoying watching the boy squirming around on the floor. The ultimate however, was having boys begging to worship her while she humiliated them and gave them orders they could not follow so she could punish them. Nothing made her pussy wetter than slapping good looking boys around while telling them they were worthless and didn’t deserve her attention. Then she would make them beg her to punish them for not satisfying her every need. God, but that made her hot. Her large clit was stiffening. This boy who was busy licking and worshiping her feet was a real prettyboy and easily the most muscular of all the worshippers she had ever had and Wendi intended to really enjoy this. Skinny boys worshiping her were okay as long as they were cute, but watching this muscle boy face down on the floor in front of her was an incredible turn on.   She couldn’t wait to put this superboy through his paces.

"Look at me Randy" Wendi ordered after she was satisfied that Randy had groveled and humiliated himself enough. Randy strained his neck to look at his Master.

"Did you enjoy that Randy?" Wendi asked. “Did you enjoy worshiping your Master’s feet?”

"Yes ma’am" Randy answered.

"Okay baby. Now, get up and take off your clothes” Wendi ordered as he stood up. “A slave should be naked before his Master."

Randy stood up and quickly took off his shirt and shorts, and kicked off his shoes. His pulled his underwear down and stood up. Randy had a big one, and right now all eight inches were sticking out like an iron bar.

"Okay, on your knees slave boy" Wendi said. Randy got down and looked up at that magnificent body with worshipful eyes. Wendi got on her knees as well and took hold of one of Randy's nipples and began to squeeze it. She continued squeezing it hard and pinched the nipple until Randy began to groan. But Randy kept his hands behind his back.

"Thank your Master, Randy, thank her!" Wendi instructed as she continued twisting the nipple painfully.

Randy's answer came out as a groan of pain. "Thank you Master…; Ow please…Please Master, it hurts" he pleaded.

“With the pleasure comes the pain, Randy” said Wendi. “You want this body, then you take what I give you”. Wendi let go of the nipple which was now bright red and took hold of the other one and started to squeeze it. She put her free hand behind her head showing the shaven armpit of her immense powerful arm.

"Get in there Randy and lick that armpit. Lick all that sweat out of there" Wendi ordered. “Show your Master how much you love her body.” Randy immediately did as he was told and started licking the armpit.

“Suck on it baby and wash it clean.” Wendi continued twisting and pinching the nipple while Randy licked and sucked her armpit. Randy groaned softly from the pain, but he did not stop his licking and sucking.

After Wendi had as much as she wanted, she put her arm down forcing Randy's face away from her and lifted her other one. Without being asked, Randy pushed his face in and started licking out this armpit. However, Wendi was never completely satisfied with just simple obedience. She wanted to be in complete control of her worshiper so she grabbed Randy by the neck and forcibly moved his face around and around the pit, jamming his nose in tight. When Wendi finally pulled Randy back, his face was covered with sweat as well as Wendi’s spit and he was gasping for breath. His chest was a brilliant shade of red from the rough treatment.

"You like it Randy, when you lick your Master's armpits, Huh?," Wendi spoke softly into Randy's ear.  "You like it when your muscle Master tortures your tits baby? Tell me you love it boy”

"Ow Master….yes Master…. ..yes Master" whispered Randy.

“Tell me how much you love it slave boy” repeated Wendi. “Tell your Master how much you love being her slave.”  Wendi grabbed Randy by the ear and began to twist.

“Oh Master, please” Randy whimpered. “I love it; I love it Master. Ow, please…Master!”

“Tell your Master that you like the pain, Randy. Tell your Master you will do anything for her.” Wendi whispered as she cruelly twisted Randy’s ear.

“Oh please Master, anything Master. Please…” Randy pleaded.

"Okay, Randy, you're doing really well so now comes the good stuff," Wendi said as she let go of the ear and stood up towering over Randy. "You think you deserve to see your Master in the nude Randy?"

"Whatever you want Master, I want what you want" Randy answered.

"Good boy," Wendi said as she petted Randy's head gently. "You know you don't deserve to see me nude, and I know it too, but I'm feeling generous towards you because you are trying so hard." "You can thank me now" Wendi continued "and I'll even allow you to hug me."

"Thank you Master" Randy gushed as he raised his arms and hugged Wendi’s thighs tightly, actually touching Wendi for the first time.

Wendi directed Randy's head and made sure it went into her crotch as Randy's arms went around her. Holding Randy’s head against her crotch as Randy hugged him, Wendi started moving her crotch gently against the side of his face and her prodigious clit started to grow, creating a bulge in her tight shorts.   After another moment Wendi took Randy's head in both hands and began dragging his face roughly back and forth across her crotch. Yeah, this was the way she liked it. Wendi loved the sight of the boy’s pretty face being dragged across her crotch and that nose jamming against her clit.

Randy had never touched a woman’s pussy before, and here he was having his face rubbed against a very hard, very big clit. He was getting excited to realize that his muscle god’s clit was now hard because Randy was turning her on. He was actually getting this muscle woman excited.  Wendi let go of Randy’s head and put her hands on her hips and grinned as she watched Randy continue to rub his nose and face up and down that powerful pussy on his own.

“Good boy” she purred, her clit fully hard now.

Seeing that pretty face in her crotch was every bit as much of a turn on as the exquisite feeling it gave to her clit. Randy got goose bumps of pleasure when he heard Wendi’s voice. He was actually pleasing this muscle god whose clit was getting hard against his face, and Randy’s own cock was now super hard and felt like it was ready to shoot. This really was a god worthy of worship and Randy was getting more and more excited that he was really turning his god on. Rubbing his face against her monster clit was almost more than he could stand. He was incredibly turned on.

“Kiss it slave boy” said Wendi. “Kiss my hard clit.” Just the thought of kissing this woman’s clit gave Randy such a surge of excitement that he immediately started to cum as he leaned in to kiss. He kissed the clit and moaned from excitement as his whole body shuddered while he shot over and over between Wendi’s legs. He was coming without ever touching himself. He groaned and gasped as he came but he held his hands behind his back and continued kissing Wendi’s clit. He loved this. He really loved it.

Randy was breathless when Wendi finally pushed his face away. He looked up nervously at this magnificent god before him and saw that the beautiful face was smiling, and realized that Wendi was not angry.

“Well, my pretty little slave boy is turned on by my body,” said Wendi. “That’s alright baby, you can shoot your little cock while you worship me. I know you love your muscle Master.”

Randy was glad that Wendi was not angry and leaned forward and continued kissing the big clit that was straining to get out of Wendi’s shorts. His own dripping cock stayed hard. Randy found it thrilling and exciting to give this woman pleasure.

"Okay, my lucky little slave," Wendi said. "I'm going to let you see something inconceivable to you this morning. I'm going to let you look upon the perfect human body in the altogether." "You may pull off your Master's shorts now Randy" she said.

Randy took hold of the cuffs of Wendi's shorts and pulled, but nothing happened. The shorts were too tight. He tried again harder but still no luck. Without saying a word, Wendi, who was standing with her hands on her hips, reached out and gave Randy a rough slap across the face with her right hand.  Randy was nearly knocked over by the blow, but he was still holding on to Wendi's shorts.  Without reacting in any way to Wendi's blow, Randy pulled very hard, and the skin tight shorts finally began to slip off. Randy pulled them all the way down to the floor and Wendi stepped out of them. Randy knew he was going to see a big clit from what he had felt against his nose and lips moments before through the shorts.  But seeing it sticking out like a thumb was something else.  Randy had never seen a woman’s engorged clit. He had never even imagined a clit could be so big as this one.

As Randy straightened up to his kneeling position, Wendi grabbed his hair and stepping forward, pressed her crotch in his face.  Holding Randy by the hair, Wendi maneuvered Randy’s lips into her vagina and roughly rubbed his face up and down against her slit.  She enjoyed the squishing sound of his face against her wet vagina, and also enjoying the startled look on the boy’s pretty face. God, she loved seeing a pretty boy’s face in her crotch. Wendi pulled Randy’s face back by the hair so Randy was looking directly up at the big hard clit. Wendi moved forward slightly and lowered her clit into Randy's mouth.

"Now is your chance Randy, to show your Master what you can do" Wendi said. "Start licking my clit, boy. Make your Master feel good."

Although Randy had just cum he was still as hard as a rock as he got busy doing what he was told and started licking the clit that was pressed against his face. “Get it wet baby. I want to see it dripping.” Wendi directed. 

After a while Wendi pulled the boy’s face back by the hair so he was looking straight up.  Wendi admired the glazed look on Randy’s pretty face covered with her nectar. God, this boy was pretty, she thought, particularly with that dazed and worshipful look on his face. Wendi again slowly coughed up a wad of spit as Randy waited expectantly.

“Here comes” he said as she let the big gob of spit drop onto Randy’s face.  Randy accepted it with pleasure. “Doin’ good slave boy,” she said as he pulled Randy’s face back into her pussy. “Keep it up.” Wendi pushed and maneuvered Randy’s face around so that he licked every inch of her vagina from her ass crack to her clit. God, this is heaven she thought, as she continued to direct the pretty face as it licked, and sucked and worshiped her.

After a while Wendi leaned back away from Randy's face, and let go of his hair. “Good boy, good boy” she purred with a big smile on her face. “You’re doin’ real good.” Randy was so into it now that as he looked up at the muscular god before him, he was thrilled that he was pleasing her. He would do anything go give this gorgeous creature pleasure.

“Thank you Master”, he said.

"Well Randy. You’re doin real fine so far. So now I think I’m going to let you be my pussy licker. What do you think boy; you want to be my pussy licker?”  Randy was bothered by being called a pussy licker, and didn’t answer immediately. Wendi grabbed him by the ear and twisted as she said “Tell me that you want to be my pussy licker, boy. Tell me!”

 “Ow, Yes ma’am, yes ma’am” pleaded Randy. “Whatever you want ma’am.”

Wendi continued to twist Randy’s ear as she said: “Randy, you’re my slave boy and you will do whatever I want you do to. Now, tell me you want to be my pussy licker!”

“Yes ma’am, yes ma’am. Please ma’am, I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll be your pussy licker ma’am” Randy cried.

“That’s better baby. Now out of everyone in the park, I picked you to suck my clit. Tell me how happy you are that I picked you.”

Randy was now well beyond disagreeing with anything his Master said as his ear was being twisted.

“Yes ma’am, I’m happy that you picked me” he answered as Wendi let go of his ear.

“Say it again slave boy; tell me what you are happy about” said Wendi. “Say it.”

“Thank you ma’am, Thank you ma’am, I’m happy to be your pussy licker”.

“Good boy. Good little slave boy. You make me proud that I picked you” Wendi said as she aimed her steel hard clit at Randy's lips. “Okay baby. Here comes” she said as she pushed the head of it into Randy’s mouth.

"Suck on it Randy," Wendi ordered, "Suck your Masters clit."

Randy had his mouth forced wide open by Wendi pushing the tip of her clit between his lips. He couldn't believe how big it was. Randy had still never touched anyone's clit, but now, not only had a giant one been rubbed in his face, he had a giant one in his mouth.

Randy tentatively started sucking on it and licking the tip with his tongue. Being called a clit sucker felt like such a dirty thing, but the texture of the clit felt wonderful, not dirty at all, so he didn’t mind it if this was what Wendi wanted. In fact he felt great to be doing this for his god like Master, and with the clit in his mouth he looked up again at those muscles and felt his whole body go weak. God, he was really turning this flawless creature on with his mouth. Again, he got chills up his spine just from looking at this incredible demigod. This was fantastic. And this woman was absolutely devastating. Randy began to realize how lucky he was that this woman found him and was allowing him to worship her magnificent body.

"That's the way baby," Wendi said as he continued to push her clit into Randy's mouth. "That's the way. Now really suck on that mother. Get into it," she said as she began to get hot.

Randy found his mouth completely full of clit and was almost choking. With one more quick look at the spectacular muscle woman above him, Randy closed his eyes and started sucking with a vengeance. He would show this god how good he was.

Wendi realized she was ready to come already. This whole session with this young muscle boy had been so hot that she was now beyond the point of no return. Gripping Randy's head with both hands, Wendi drove his face deep into her vagina; One....Two....Three times.

With that, she rammed it deep and held it as she felt herself orgasm. "Eat it," she yelled. "Eat it you little bitch!"

Wendi’s whole body was jerking around in ecstasy, and dragging Randy with her by her grip on his head. 

Suddenly, Wendi seized Randy's hair, jerking him away, and violently rubbing her clit with her other hand she aimed it so that the cum shot into Randy's face. Randy was not able to yell from the pain of the violent jerking on his hair because he was choking and coughing, so he hardly noticed as the cum splattered onto his face. She was not aware, and would not have cared had she known, that Randy was choking with her cum in his throat.

When the cum finally stopped both Randy and Wendi were breathing hard from their exertions. Wendi let go of Randy's hair, and Randy sank to the floor with the cum dripping down his face. Wendi slid down so that she was sitting against the wall again while she got her breath back.

After a moment, Wendi sat up and looked at Randy. Randy was lying where he had fallen, still panting and looking at Wendi with fear and worship in his eyes.

“Not bad slave boy. You made me proud. With a little practice you’re going to make a great clit sucker.”

Wendi motioned to Randy to come, so Randy crawled over to her on hands and knees. With one hand Wendi took Randy by the neck, and with the other she smeared the dripping cum all over his face and neck. “Okay baby boy; my pretty little slave boy; lick that cum off my hand”. Randy obediently started licking Wendi’s hand, and when Wendi stuck some fingers in his mouth, he sucked them worshipfully. Pulling her fingers out of Randy’s mouth, Wendi gave him a very light, almost loving slap on his cheek.

"When you suck my pussy Randy, you don't choke on it" she said softly as she smiled at this beautiful boy in front of her. "Is that understood Randy?" she said as he again slapped him lightly on the cheek. "Is that clearly understood?" she asked.

"Yes ma’am. I'm sorry I choked ma’am." Randy whispered, with tears streaming down his face as he still tried to regain his breath from his previous exertion and choking. Wendi knew then that she had to have this boy again. This session had so far been heavenly. Wendi could see that this boy was determined to give her a lot of pleasure by doing anything she wanted, no matter what it took and no matter how demanding Wendi became. This kid was a total muscle worshipper and Wendi was loving being the recipient of that worship. This kid was a treasure beyond words.

Wendi knew, as well as she knew anything, that the next time she fucked this kid's face he could pleasure her all day long and never would there be any choking or complaining. This kid was a prize that she couldn’t let get away.

“Okay, Randy, you’ve been a good slave, and at least you tried to suck my clit, so I’m going to allow you to worship these muscles.” Staying on her knees, Wendi reached out and grabbed Randy by the hair and pulled him into her chest, drawing him to a nipple. Randy went joyfully.

“Go ahead and lick it baby. Worship that chest with your mouth.”

Randy brought his hands up to Wendi’s chest, but Wendi slapped them down again, so Randy took a nipple into his mouth and licked at it and sucked, and moaned with his hands held behind his back.

“Lick that chest baby” ordered Wendi. “Worship these muscles with your mouth.  Come on, put some effort into it. Show me you love these muscles. Suck it baby, suck it” Wendi ordered. “Come on. Worship these muscles. Make it wet baby. Make your Master feel good. Let me feel that tongue.”

At Wendi’s urging Randy was frantically licking and sucking and worshiping her huge muscular chest. After a few moments Wendi had to get involved, and grabbing the boy’s hair she starting to move the head back and forth across her chest, dragging Randy’s face all over her huge pecs.

Having pretty boys worshiping her muscles was simply a replay of every proper sexual encounter Wendi had ever had. But it made her hotter when she could turn them into slaves and force them to give her their total reverence and devotion. They appreciated it more when Wendi showed them that satisfying a muscle god could be a stressful and difficult proposition. Obedience was good, but Wendi got her most intense pleasure by torturing them a little as they were forced to make love to her body. They received their pleasure from giving her pleasure; the more the better, but she found that they became more submissive if they did not find it too easy to satisfy her requirements. Wendi’s greatest sexual gratification was from controlling cute young things, while forcing them physically and mentally to realize that worshiping her was an honor. She liked to make them think they were worthless; not worthy of her effort to even show them how a muscle god wanted to be treated. Making a boy cry and beg to be allowed to worship her was the way she liked it, but then making them beg to be punished for not giving her the intoxicating pleasure she demanded made it even better. The more she demanded and the more difficult she made it for them, the harder they worked to satisfy her. She showed them that their temporary purpose in life was to give absolute devotion and total energy to whatever she required. She wanted them totally exhausted when she was done with them and they always were. Wendi was the ultimate task master. Her perfectly muscled body and stunning face made it possible for her to put pretty young boys through their paces and turn them into her slaves on a regular basis.

After Wendi had had enough of Randy licking her chest, she pulled his face away, and again Randy was dripping with saliva and had that dazed look on his face.

“Thank me slave boy” Wendi said as she slapped Randy’s face gently.

“Thank you Master”, Randy whispered.

Another gentle slap. “Thank me slave boy”

“Thank you Master”, Randy whispered again.

Slap. “Thank me slave boy”

“Thank you Master” Randy replied as he started to cry, not from pain so much as from exhaustion and mental confusion as to what was going on.

Still holding Randy by the hair, Wendi pulled the boy’s head back and leaning down, started kissing him. She was in total control as she bent the boy over backwards and tongued deep into his mouth. She reached around and got the boy’s arms and pulled them around so the boy could hug her as the sobbing continued.

Wendi finally broke the kiss as the boy embraced her. She pulled the sobbing boy in tight with one hand on his head on the other on his ass.

“Good boy, good boy” she said.

“Thank you Master”, the boy mumbled into Wendi’s chest as he continued sobbing and hugged her as tightly as he could.

“Thank you Master. Thank you Master. Thank you Master” he mumbled on and on.

Randy was pleased that his Master was happy with him.