Goddess Anna

For Goddess Anna

Prologue

Monday, June 19^th, 2023

I felt a throng of anxiety in my chest as the plane touched down, suddenly afraid that this was a mistake. While not the most seasoned traveller I had seen a nice little chunk of the word so far: Paris, Calgary, Helsinki, but this was the furthest I had ever gone completely alone. And to here of all places. To meet someone that, while not really a stranger- the word seemed incorrect for someone with whom I had shared so much of myself and that had done the same with me- I had never even laid eyes on other than through a computer screen.

Nevertheless, here I was baggage in hand. I made my way through customs and the required inspections for a visiting man and before long found myself near the front entrance where all around I could immediately see the signs of everything I'd heard about Berlin. Men trailing with heads bowed behind their wives, girlfriends and Goddesses, most being pulled along by a leash that either connected to a leather collar around their necks or disappeared into their jeans. Through the wall of windows that lined the airport I could see the forecourt outside where at its centre a thick post stood in concrete with iron loops dangling from either side, waiting for its next victim to make some innocent mistake. Fear began to build inside me, but I also felt a twitch from the cage in my jeans. What I didn't see anywhere however, was her.

'Oh God, she's changed her mind. She's had the same nerves I've had and decided not to come' I thought and checked my phone, opening the app we used to talk for the inevitable message that this had been a mistake and I would just have to go home, or worse the dreaded user unavailable message from being blocked. There was no new message however. Just the one I had sent her saying I was on board the plane and would arrive in a few hours, punctuated with the blue ticks to indicate it had been read, and followed by her reply: I can't wait ^-^.

A sudden jolt ran through my body as I felt someone's hand clasp my own and pulled to spin me around. There in the flesh, the Goddess of my dreams and so much more for the past year, was Anna.

"How's it going slaveboy?"

Chapter One

In 2019 Berlin was rocked by a fresh upheaval, one of many that the city had suffered over the past century. Having seen what a mess men had made of the world a new political faction rose to power on a mandate of female superiority; while the precise machinations that allowed it to happen the reality of it was a simple fact- by the end of the year not a single high office was held by a man. The initial changes were marginal as wage disparity was swiftly eliminated, laws that discriminated or tried to control women were abolished and even new ones that gave them additional rights were brought into force. In the background however rumours began to swirl that this was all just the groundwork for something far more sinister as men as a whole were quickly relegated to a minority power.

Then in 2020 the virus began to spread many countries scrambled with what to do with the exception of Berlin which, with women in charge making rational and intelligent decisions found itself singularly unaffected and even leading the way for providing a cure. As the world was plunged into chaos the 'Weibliche Vorherrschaftsliga´or WV, for short, made a truly radical move and declared itself an independent city state- something that under normal circumstances might have prompted an international action but with the world leadership crippled by the pandemic left them incapable of mounting a proper response. With much of the world reliant on it for aid, the WV was free to do as it wished and launched the Women First Initiative which placed women firmly above men in a very binding way.

Men were now officially considered to be second class citizens and required to be subservient to their female betters in every way and the penalties for failing to do so became increasingly harsh and all within the bounds of the law; corporal punishment became a particular favourite and it became a common sight to see a man bound and disciplined for the crime of talking back or attempting to disagree with his wife or boss or any woman he happened to interact with, ranging from a simple over-the-knee spanking, to being tied to a post and caned, to being forced to stand to attention while his exposed balls were brutalized. The next change made was perhaps the most significant. Realising that the main reason men did pretty much anything could be boiled down to one- sex- it was decided that this too should be absolutely controlled and on May 17^th 2021 a new amendment to the WFI was introduced requiring all men 18 and over to submit to the fitting of a chastity cage, the keys to which would be kept and controlled by the most appropriate woman in a male's life or, failing that, their local authority. Naturally this led to outrage and near riots as men railed against the idea of having their cocks locked away from them but quickly faded as the alternative was exile from the City and into a world which had only gotten worse over time.

Submitting to the new rules, lines of men grew throughout the City outside the newly founded chastity clinics as 1.8 million men prepared to be locked which were patrolled by women both in an official and unofficial capacity all on the lookout for the desperate ones who might break away to try and sneak in some last-minute relief before caging. It became almost like a sport for young girls to stand around the lines in their sexiest outfits trying to entice the poor boys away, knowing the consequences would be immediate for them. In just a few months however the backlog was cleared and every man in the City was rendered sexually helpless and frustrated- and with new ones turning 18 every day and being packed off to the chastity clinic to be caged.

As far as the WV was concerned, they couldn't have asked for a better outcome. With corporal punishments they had the stick and chastity- or the desperate hope of at some point being unlocked- provided the carrot. Exactly as had been planned men were now a hairs breadth away from total submission and in another year or two their enslavement would be complete.

So naturally, when I told my friends that I'd been playing with a girl online who actually lived in Berlin, everyone thought I must be out of my mind that I'd made arrangements to actually go there to meet her...

"How's it going slaveboy?"

She was a sight to behold, I'd stared at her pictures plenty of times over the past year but to actually see her standing before me was something else. I felt weak and wanted to drop to me knees, something that wouldn't necessarily be out of place.

"Anna, I..."

She raised a finger to me lips and shushed me

"First things first, I may not have always enforced the honorifics in our online chats but here, most certainly here, its 'Goddess' or 'Goddess Anna' at all times, got it? I'd hate to have to take you to the post so early in your trip"

I gulped at her words and glanced briefly at the post outside where even now some weeping soul was being secured ready for punishment.

"Yes Goddess Anna. I'm sorry, you're just even more beautiful than I realised."

"Flatterer" she said with a smile spreading across her face, and then pressed her lips to mine as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Now in all seriousness" she said once we'd finally broken our kiss and begun to walk to where we could get a taxi "you need to be careful while you're here. It's no secret that men aren't exactly afforded the same liberties here as they are in most other places, but it will be an adjustment."

I hung on her every word as if my life depended on it, as to a certain extent it probably did.

"Fortunately, the nature of our... relationship, means you do have something of a head start in some regards. While here you are not just my slave by agreement, but temporarily by law also as a condition of your visa."

I knew this of course, with the exception of a few diplomatic cases men were not typically permitted to travel solo into Berlin unless they were meeting a resident and agreed to certain conditions. The first had been the chastity cage which wasn't an issue as I had been locked for Anna and undergoing chastity 'training' since the day we first met to increase how long I can stay caged without relief. The temporary enslavement on the other hand had been a frightening thought and I'd been required to sign several waivers during the application process stating I knew what I was getting myself into; Goddess Anna even permitted me to unlock and cum beforehand so I could have a clear head- something I was grateful for as I'd been denied for more than six months at this point, though I suspected that if not for this turn of events I might still be waiting for the release. Even with my 'little brain' sated however I knew this was what I wanted to do.

By this time, we were in a cab and after giving the driver an address written down Goddess Anna continued.

"Obviously you know that you're required to obey me absolutely as your owner, but you will also have to obey any order given to you by a woman that does not contradict one of mine. For the most part I'll be around to guide and protect you, but if for any reason I'm not then just try to do as you're told- it won't matter to anyone else that you're just a guest here. A man is a man is a slave, and you won't like what happens if you have to be punished."

I remained quiet for much of the journey listening to Anna's instructions until finally she indicated that we had arrived. Exiting the car, I fetched my bags from the trunk and realised that Goddess Anna did not seem to have made any attempt to get out; quickly realizing I put my bags down on the kerb and quickly moved around to where her door was and opened it for her.

"I'm sorry Goddess..." I stuttered

"Not to worry boy, you did well in realizing- in a week perhaps that will be a more serious blunder but it can slide for now."

I noticed that her tone had shifted slightly, away from the informative one she'd been using to tell me the dos and don'ts of life in the City but to one more serious- more dominant. She instructed me to pick up my things and follow after her.

Following nervously behind, Anna led me up the steps to her house, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. I had travelled all the way to this way to meet her, the woman whom had become my Goddess. Now, as we stood at her doorstep, I couldn't help but feel a wave of anticipation wash over me.

Anna, radiating confidence and authority, unlocked the door and turned to me with a knowing smile. Her presence commanded attention, and her elegant attire emphasized her power and femininity. She stepped aside, gesturing for me to enter.

As I crossed the threshold, I couldn't help but feel a rush of submission and vulnerability. The atmosphere inside the house was subtly different, with dim lighting casting shadows that created an aura of mystique and anticipation. Anna closed the door behind us, her eyes locked onto mine, silently conveying the weight of our dynamic. She spoke in a firm yet caring tone, her words laced with authority,

"Welcome, Ethan. You are entering my domain. Here, more than anywhere, you will surrender yourself to my control."

My breath caught in my throat; my gaze unwavering as I acknowledged Anna's words. I knew this moment marked a significant turning point in our relationship, where our online exchanges would be translated into tangible experiences.

She guided me through the house, leading me with a gentle touch and assertive presence. The rooms we passed were tastefully decorated, with subtle hints of her life everywhere, not just as a Domme but also the funny, talented girl I'd spent so long getting to know. The atmosphere was a delicate balance between sensuality and control.

Finally, we reached a room that she indicated would serve as our private sanctuary. The space was adorned with luxurious textures and carefully curated elements that symbolized Anna's dominance. Restraints, paddles and a multitude of other toys and implements that could make their target scream in pain or moan in pleasure hung neatly on display, a physical reminder of the power dynamic that awaited me.

Anna turned to me; her eyes gleaming with eagerness.

"This is where our journey truly begins," she said, her voice tender but no less authoritative, "You can see the world I live in; men live under a bootheel out of subjugation rather than true submission. I could have as many slaves as I wanted in here with no choice but to endure my teasing and my cruelty, but it's lacking something. Choice. This is why I sought you out, I don't just want some mewling boy cow towing to my every command because he has to- I want you to do it because you want to. Because what you truly want is to make me happy as your Goddess.

A surge of emotions washed over me. It was the first time she had begun to address the true purpose of my visit. Not just for a first meeting and a week of fun, but for us both to see if this is what we wanted. If, by the time it was over, I was ready to return home, then I could. But if I really wanted to- if as we both hoped I found my place here- she could have my enslavement to her made permanent.

Whether the following week I chose to leave or remain, right now I was lost in a haze of desire and submission; this was the moment I had longed for and could tell it had been particularly vulnerable for her. To surrender to Anna's control completely would be a step into the unknown for us both. As I looked into her eyes, I found solace and excitement in the trust we had built.

"It won't be easy," she continued "you know enough about me by now to realise I am not an easy Goddess, there will be suffering and plenty of times to come where you wonder if it was the right choice- but ultimately I can promise it won't be a decision you'll regret."

With a nod of acknowledgment, I sank to my knees as I had longed to do since I first laid eyes and whispered, "Yes, Goddess Anna."

Chapter Two

Having declared my readiness, Goddess Anna quickly took control once more and ordered me to the centre of the room which was suffused with an intoxicating mix of anticipation and desire. My eyes wandered across the carefully arranged implements adorning the walls—a visual representation of the power dynamics at play, and the possibilities that lay before

She approached me with purposeful steps, a potent blend of power and desire practically radiating from her and locked her eyes onto mine. With a delicate touch, she traced her finger along my jawline, sending an electric shiver through every inch my body.

Her voice, a velvety whisper, danced through the air. "Ethan," she purred, "you stand here, in the heart of my domain. You have willingly and freely taken your first steps into my world, surrendering to my control. This may very well have been one of the last decisions you make; from now until the end of this time we have together you will obey and serve me faithfully. When it's over you will have one more choice. You know the one."

My heart raced with a heady mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Anna, her gaze unwavering, continued, "Today, we explore the boundaries of pleasure and surrender.

With a subtle nod of approval, Anna motioned for me to undress. The act of shedding my clothes, layer by layer, felt symbolic—a metaphorical stripping away of my inhibitions and barriers. In the subdued lighting of the room, Anna's gaze moved over my exposed form, her eyes drinking in the sight of my bared vulnerability as my breathing began to steadily increase. She approached me, her touch gentle yet laden with authority. With a fingertip tracing circles along my skin, she elicited goosebumps and an ache that pulsed through my veins.

Drawing a deep breath, Anna reached for an instrument of desire—a soft, supple flogger. As she held it before me, she explained its purpose, the sensual caress and sharp sting it could deliver. She demonstrated its potential, the flick of her wrist creating a gentle swish through the air, teasing my senses with its mere presence.

With a confident smile, Anna took a step back, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Ethan, my sweet slave, are you ready to embark on this journey with me? To explore the intricate dance of pleasure and pain, trust and surrender?"

My voice quivered with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. "Yes, Goddess Anna. I'm ready."

With a glimmer in her eyes, Anna stepped closer, her hand holding the flogger poised in mid-air. The anticipation thickened, electrifying the space between us. She swung the flogger, its soft tendrils grazing my skin, teasing the surface with a gentle caress. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, awakening a hunger for more.

Anna's commands became the soundtrack to our dance. She instructed me to assume various positions- kneeling, standing, or bending over- that I was not allowed to move from, offering myself to her control and each position exposing new areas she wanted to reach so every inch of my body would feel her.

The strokes of the flogger increased in intensity, echoing the rising tempo of the moment, she would alternate between gentle flicks that teased my senses and more pronounced strikes that would make me cry out. My balls seemed to be a favourite target of her game, it had been more than a month now since my last release from chastity and their blueness had returned. She would run the soft leather over them that almost tickled, before bringing the flogger down hard to make me yelp. Worst of all was the long trail of precum now leaking onto the floor beneath me- there was no hiding how much I was enjoying it.

As she continued Anna's touch remained both commanding and compassionate; her hands would caress and soothe, tracing the contours of my body, marking a delicate balance between pleasure and pain. When I was unable to hold still any longer, I was beckoned over to wall where stood a large metal frame and instructed to stand within it facing outwards. From somewhere nearby she produced two pairs of leather cuffs and fastened them expertly onto my wrists and ankles, padlocked them and connected them to the chains that ran along the frame, then began to turn a winch that pulled them taut, leaving me helpless and feeling even more exposed.

"Are you stuck there my sweet slave? Try and get out- really do try." Goddess taunted.

Straining against the cuffs and the frame I put everything I had into breaking free from my bondage but it held tight- not even a creaking sound. I truly was helpless- which I now realised was exactly the conclusion she had wanted me to reach.

"Well then, now that's out of the way I think it's time for some real fun, don't you? Oh, there's no need to talk for this next part, in fact..." she stepped through the frame and disappeared behind me, then I felt her reach in front of my face and start forcing a large red ball gag between my teeth which was also the buckled and padlocked- I really hoped she was keeping track of all these keys...

"There that's much better. I can do anything I want and you can't even complain! You've been such a good boy today though; I think you've earned a reward, don't you?" she looped a finger around the silver chain necklace she was wearing and pulled the pendant dangling from the end out from her t-shirt- only it wasn't a pendant, I recognized it immediately as the key to my chastity cage! The one I'd sent her a long time ago when my training had just begun; I'd kept hold of the other one as instructed in case of emergencies, but with it secure inside a lockbox only she knew the code to.