What was happening? I was breathing. Breathing was good. It’s good to take deep breaths. Deep breaths are relaxing. Relaxing is good. I should keep breathing. I would keep breathing. No wait… I was here to meet Freya… I did meet Freya. I could see her now. There was nothing to worry about and I should keep breathing. Breathing was good. Freya was taking long deep breaths. I should take long deep breaths. Who was that next to Freya? How long had she been there? How long had I been here?

Freya had told me her name when she introduced us. A name? No it wasn’t a name.. it was something else. That wasn’t important right now. What was important was this woman’s perfume. I smiled as I thought about how beautiful the fragrance was. I could still smell it with each breath. An enchanting blend of cherries, roses, and something I couldn’t remember. I wanted to keep breathing her amazing fragrance to discern that final note. Breathing was good. Focusing on her fragrance was important. Wait was she sitting on a bed? Wasn’t I in the living room with Freya? I mean, Freya was here. I dared a look around, no this was a…

Pssh

A small spritz of the woman’s fragrance entered the world. Right, I was trying to figure out that hidden note. The woman said I couldn’t as a challenge. I knew I could. I just had to keep breathing the relaxing fragrance. That woman had said it was relaxing to take deep breaths of her perfume and she was right. I was feeling super relaxed but I was totally going to get that final note. I just had to keep breathing. I could see Freya trying too. She must have been thinking super hard the way she was swaying back and forth and back and forth. Or maybe she was very relaxed, like I was. The woman’s fragrance was very relaxing to inhale. Each breath fogged my brain up more and more making it harder to think. That was fine though because I didn’t need to think only breathe.

I heard the woman say that I might find it easier to focus on her fragrance with my eyes closed. She was right. She was right about a lot of things today actually. I had been in the living room with Freya studying when the other woman arrived home, Freya looked at her instantly. Something more than admiration shifted beneath her eyes. The woman… I can’t remember her name? Was I I told her name? It didn’t matter right now. She was curious if we could give feedback on her perfume. Freya said yes with such eagerness. I shrugged and agreed. The woman suggested it would be much more comfortable in the bedroom and she was right. She also said I’d love her perfume and I absolutely did. I absolutely do. I can imagine the fragrance in my mind now. A cloud of cherries, roses and…. It didn’t matter. Inhaling the fragrance was all that mattered. The more I tried to figure out the final note the more I’d absorb her fragrance. The woman was right. I wanted to absorb her fragrance more. So I kept my eyes closed listening to her. Breathing deeply. Breathing was good.

Her words were honey. Sweet and sticky. I kept listening. I let her words get stuck in my mind. I used to have worries about what was going on. But this woman was trustworthy. Freya knelt for her. Freya wouldn’t kneel for someone dangerous. I should kneel. “Yes Goddess” my voice. It was distinctly monotone lacking any semblance of vigour. As though it was disconnected from my mind. My body shifted of its own accord. I could feel my muscles loosely moving until my knees were pressing against the carpet. The carpet was soft. Comfortable. Easy to kneel on. I smiled. 

‘Good girl’ Goddess said. She said that when I took a breath of her perfume for the first time. Her wrist glistened invitingly in front of me and nothing bad could happen from sampling a perfume. I remember that breath it was overwhelming. So I took another. And another. Goddess was whispering something to me. That I should describe her perfume. So I did “Beautiful, calming, relaxing, cherries, roses, something.” Goddess had smiled at me, she told me to focus on her scent and figure out the last note. I could do that. She made it harder by walking to the bed and sitting down. The fragrance wasn’t as strong so I had to take deeper breaths to try and dig through the notes. But she told me to stay where I was because I was comfortable. So I did. Because I was.

Wait… when did I start calling her Goddess? My mind tried to dig through the cloud of her overwhelming perfume. But the deeper into the perfume I found myself the more lost I was. The deeper I wanted to go. Goddess explained that Freya had introduced her as Goddess. Sure, she must have. Freya would have introduced her as something, Goddess made sense. Especially considering how powerful Goddess was. She had complete power over me after all. “I am yours Goddess. Entirely,” I said dreamily with a giddy smile. It was true after all. I was always honest with my Goddess. So since I told her I was hers, I must be hers. I would anything that Goddess asked. That was normal.

Goddess said I could move closer; if I wanted. I wanted to get closer. I shuffled forwards on my knees towards my Goddess. Her power was immeasurable. She guided my head to rest on her glorious thigh as she spritzed some more perfume onto her wrist. I whimpered as her wrist found a home in front of my nose. My eyes closed as I basked in her aroma. Nothing else mattered. Breath for Goddess. Obey Goddess. My mind turned off.

I’m not sure how long I had my eyes closed. When I opened them Freya was stood in front of me. Her finger curled under my chin and tilted my head back to look up at her. She was beautiful. Freya and I had met in class. I was invited to study with her. I was learning a lot. I had never really considered how attractive she was. But as I looked at her I felt my legs squeeze together as a burst of pleasure coursed through my veins. “Please use me,” I whimpered. I wanted to be used. Needed to be used. We were Goddess’ slaves. We would play for her pleasure. Freya knelt before me and I spread my legs for her. As wide as I could. I could feel her fingers teasing taunting. “Please. Please.” I whispered. Her tongue began to lap. Slowly. Precisely. Practiced. I moaned loudly. I had to put on a show. I had to show how much pleasure I was feeling. Fireworks began to fly in my mind. Well, kind of. There was nothing in my mind right now. All I could feel was pleasure. There was nothing else. I was so close though, so close to… something. I couldn’t think of what. But whatever it was… that didn’t matter. I knew what did matter though. My Goddess. My Goddess was always correct and she declared she was all that mattered. She was right. Serving her was the greatest pleasure of all.

“Good girl,” Goddess melodious voice cut through my raucous moans to serve only as fuel to cause me to moan more. I was her good girl though and it makes me feel so amazing to be recognised as such. Of course the most important thing was pleasing Goddess. My pleasure was of little consequence. I could still feel it. In my mind somewhere. But first and foremost was Goddess. Goddess climbed onto the bed as I lay backwards. She instructed me to. Her aroma was only more potent the closer she was. It drove me crazy. This divine being deserved praise, worship, admiration. “I love you Goddess. You own me. Control me. You are my entire reason to exist.” An insurmountable urge to obey her divine will existed inside me. Goddess has told me that urge existed so of course it did. Goddess was always right.

A soft finger stroked my cheek as she looked down at me. I think I was smiling. I was happy. Ecstatic. Euphoric. Those weren’t my words, they were hers. I couldn’t think after all. All I could do was obey. All I could do was be a good girl. Obedience was pleasure after all. I love to obey. Goddess climbed over me. Her thighs pressed to either side of my face as she lowered her sacred love to my face. I lapped like an animal unleashed. Goddess then reminded me of Freya. Of course, she was the blueprint on how to worship my Goddess properly. I closed my eyes and began to mirror Freya’s movements as best as I could. Goddess’ divine nectar trickled down my chin coating me in her glory. I didn’t have to do anything but breath and obey. That was easy to do. Her alluring perfume made it so easy to focus on her. My entire being focused on Goddess. That was correct. Her thighs began to tighten around my head. I could hear her moans. A chorus of bliss filling the room. As Goddess moaned, Freya moaned. I should moan. I moaned into my Goddess showing her how happy I was. I knew she was close. Her hips were riding my face. It drove me to pleasure her further. Goddess’ pleasure was all that mattered. Then the movement stopped. Goddess began to quiver and moan as though a spirit had overtaken her. I knew what it was. I listened to the angelic chorus of her moans and felt my own body begin to erupt with pleasure. I greedily lapped at her nectar not wanting to let any go to waste as orgasm roared through my own body. 

As my senses came to I could hear Freya whimpering and begging for release from our Goddess. Goddess asked me if I thought she deserved it. Freya’s pleading eyes turned to me. A part of me wanted to keep her there begging. I think Goddess saw that in me. But today I nodded and said she may cum. On cue, Freya collapsed to the floor writhing in pleasure. As she was lost Goddess turned her attention to me. She locked eyes with me and spoke. I couldn’t remember what she said. She handed me a towel and my clothes. Huh. I had forgotten getting naked today. Oh well. I had learned so much in this study trip that it was fine. “Thank you for allowing me the honour of serving you Goddess,” I said. Truthfully, honestly, with confidence and praise. I put my clothes on. Each a reminder of the care and closure my Goddess gave me. That I was wrapped in her power forever. It was where I wanted to be after all. I kissed her goodbye. Well, she kissed me was probably more apt. I quietly walked out of the apartment basking in the afterglow of serving divine power. As the door closed behind me something clicked in my mind. “Honey!” I exclaimed to myself. That was the final note of her perfume. I would have to tell Goddess when I returned tomorrow.