CHAPTER ONE

Goddess Katia

After a couple weeks of cajoling, my hot new girlfriend finally talked me into allowing her to tie me up and dominate me. The results were unexpectedly extreme.

I’d never tried anything the least bit kinky before. But teasingly persistent Katia is so gorgeous and vivacious that it’s impossible to deny her anything. Half Japanese, she has none of the meekness conditioned into the women of her homeland. Quite the contrary. Raised extremely wealthy in Southern California, she’s thoroughly American even to the extent of her fabulous body. Despite being quite petite at only five feet, she has remarkably oversized double-D breasts. Full and yet taut, these are dark-nippled and breathtakingly upswept. Her waist is tiny, and her hips, flanks and ass all curve perfectly into it. Indeed every line of her calves and thighs is simply sublime. Besides her diminutive stature, the only real sign of Asian genes is in the shape of her huge green eyes, and the iridescent sheen of her incredible hair. So black as to seem occasionally ultraviolet, this waist-length ‘luscious glory’ (to borrow a nadsat term) is as thick and full as it is lustrous and long. And although my goddess is always kind and honest and sweet and loving, she has a realistic appraisal of both her social status and considerable charms. In other words, she’s used to getting what she wants from men. And what she wanted from me was a helplessly tied up, meekly submissive victim for a lover.

Finally I acquiesced. And despite my qualms, the electric excitement that flooded through hot Katia at the moment of my submission was translated to me instantly.

Already I loved this incredibly special woman so much that any arousal in her became compulsory in me. I was short of breath, lengthening and thickening, as my fired-up lover promised me the most rewarding, thrilling, and deeply fulfilling experience of my life. Then she kissed me long and hard, and led me into her bedroom.

Honest Katia kept her promise. I was told to strip naked, and to lie on my back in the middle of the bed, with a big firm pillow under my butt and one under my head. Katia disappeared into the wardrobe, and by the time she emerged I was situated as ordered. Already fully erect, my elevated, upjutting penis strained and twitched more eagerly than ever at the sight of her.

Perched on stiletto-heeled shoes, she wore little else but black net stockings, with chain garters ho