Adam's Story - Life with My Goddess.
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
Chapter 9


Note: The following story is extremely violent and graphic. Reader's
discretion is advised. - Muscle Fan.

My eyes fluttered open. Olivia was breathing softly, her head on my chest. I
slipped from beneath her and padded to the bathroom. When I emerged, she was
just climbing from the bed. "Good morning, Adam, did you sleep well?" she
asked. "Yes, you wore me out last night," I said as she brushed by me and into
the bathroom.

"All right you two," Inga said as she came into my bedroom carrying a vacuum
cleaner, "I don't have time to lounge around like the two of you, I've got a
house to clean," and she smiled. Olivia came out of the bathroom. I looked at
the bedside clock; it read 8:12. "Wow," I said, "I never sleep this late."
"Not with me, anyway," Inga said and gave me a pout.

I laughed as did Olivia and both women wrapped their arms around me. In unison
they kissed my cheek, Olivia on my right, Inga on my left.

"Is anyone hungry?" Olivia asked. "I'm famished," I said. "Me too," Inga
chimed in. "I wonder if Urbano's hungry," Olivia asked to no one in
particular. "I don't think so," Inga said, "I saw him in the kitchen making
something an hour ago." Olivia gave her a shocked look and said, "What, in my
kitchen?" and she ran from the room. I looked at Inga and we both laughed and
followed Olivia to the kitchen.

Inga and I were behind Olivia as she got to the kitchen. A pan had been left
on the stove top, dirty, a plate in the sink, dirty, a glass and cup on the
drain board, dirty, and a fork with egg yolk dried on the prongs sitting
beside the glass. "Oh, that Urbano," Olivia said, "I'm going to have a word
with him," as she set about cleaning the mess in her kitchen. Inga and I
looked at each other and again laughed. Olivia turning and giving us a stern
look, which only made Inga and I laugh harder.

That afternoon, housework, gardening and meals finished, for the time being,
the three of us were enjoying some sun by the pool. Eve strode to the patio.
'She looks even more 'cut' than yesterday,' I thought. She smiled at me and
said, "Tomorrow night we need to go to a dinner at the Astoria Hotel. I tried
to get out of it, but it's a charity event and they want to present me with a
plaque for my work." "Yes, mistress," I replied.

The next day, I went to the barber and had the car washed. I got back in ample
time to shower and dress. Eve wore an evening gown that was pale blue like her
eyes. The sheath type dress she wore hugged her body, a single strap over her
right shoulder. The hemline ended a daring six or seven inches above her
knees. "You look fantastic, mistress," I said. "Thank you," she replied, "and
you look very handsome, Adam."

I drove to the event pulling into the hotel parking lot. One parking valet
opened my door and I handed the keys to him. I then went around where another
valet had opened Eve's door. His eyes never left Eve as she stepped from the
car. In fact, they never left her as we walked to the main entrance. The
dinner was being held in the main ballroom.

"Miss Anderson," an elderly gentleman said standing by the doors, "It's so
good to see you. You look lovely," and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank
you, colonel," Eve said, returning the kiss. Eve introduced me and we entered
the ballroom, leaving the colonel at the door.

As soon as Eve entered, all heads turned in her direction. An attractive red
head hurried over, "Eve, you look fantastic, but when don't you," the woman
said looking at Eve from head to toe. The woman wore a black cocktail dress
that revealed her ample breasts. "And you look fantastic too, Heidi," Eve
said. Again, Eve introduced me to Heidi who said, "Eve, you and Adam, of
course, will be seated near the podium, just look for your name on the table."
"Thank you, Heidi," Eve said.

We circulated from group to group. Men and women shook Eve's hand, giving her
perfunctory kisses on her cheek. Some people she introduce me to, others she
didn't. It was evident that she knew a lot of people and they knew her as
well.

Heidi stepped to the podium on the raised dais. "Ladies and gentlemen, if I
may have your attention," she said, "I have been informed that our supper will
be served shortly, so if you will, please find your seats." The crowd seemed
to dissipate as men and women found their seats for the meal.

The meal progressed and while it didn't compare to Olivia's fare, it was good
for such an event as this. As dessert was being served, a distinguished
gentleman who I hadn't met took the podium. "I want to thank you all for
coming tonight, taking time out of your busy schedules and most importantly
for donating countless hours and a 'boat load' of money (this drew a laugh
from the audience) to helping the poor and less fortunate of our city." The
speech went on and finally the gentleman said, "And so, in recognition of her
service, it gives me great honor to present to Eve Anderson this plaque for
her dedication and outstanding contribution to the cause of helping our less
fortunate citizens. Eve, please, if you don't mind, say a few words." There
was a round of applause.

Eve stood and walked to the podium and accepted the plaque. She said a few
words and closed by holding the plaque aloft and saying, "Thank you for this
plaque. I'm glad I could help those less fortunate than I. It's my wish that
someday there will be no poor, no more abandoned souls and I hope that this is
just the first steps in that direction. Thank you all." Eve's speech
concluded, she turned and came back to her seat. A round of applause followed
her.

After the formal dinner and speeches, the staff began clearing the tables.
Most guests started to file out, but a few lingered, chatting. Eve and I were
slowly making our way to the exit when Heidi approached.

"Eve, Eve," Heidi said as she approached, "You must come up to my suite. John
Baldwin wants to meet you and personally say thank you for your work." John
Baldwin, the man who had given the speech at dinner was a well-known film
director. 'That's why he looked familiar', I thought. Eve glanced at me and
then said to Heidi, "Very well, but I can't stay long." Heidi nodded.

The three of us rode to the top floor and got out facing a set of double
doors. Heidi opened the doors and stepped aside to allow Eve and I to enter.
The penthouse suite was huge and expensively appointed with crystal glassware,
floral arrangements, plush carpeting and luxurious furniture. John Baldwin was
at a window looking out upon the city, a cell phone to his ear.

As we entered, he said into the phone, "I have to go, I'll call in the
morning," and shut the phone off.

John Baldwin was my height with dark hair, greying at the temples. He was what
some would refer to as a 'distinguished looking man'. He crossed the room in
several long strides. "Eve, how very nice to finally meet you," he said, "I've
heard so much about you from a few of our mutual friends." He gave her cheek a
peck as he took her hand. "Yes," she said, "and I've heard about you as well."
I watched and noted that Mr. Baldwin's face reddened as Eve shook his hand.

He massaged his hand and said, "I see that rumors are, in actuality, truths."
Eve smiled, showing her even white teeth. "And does that surprise you, John,"
she asked, "I may call you John?" Now it was his turn to smile. "Yes, and
shall I call you Ms Anderson or Eve," he asked.

Eve glanced from me to Heidi and then to John. "You may call me 'Mistress
Eve', John," she said. Heidi, standing next to me, chuckled at hearing this,
and Eve looked at her with those grey-blue eyes. "And you, Heidi, you will
refer to me as 'mistress' as well, do you understand?" The smile slowly faded
from the woman's face as she thought about what she had just been told. Eve
continued to stare at the woman until she said quietly, "Yes, mistress."

"Good, Heidi, now listen closely, take that dress off," Eve said. "What? No, I
can't, I..." and the slap happened fast. "Quiet!" Eve said, sternly, "Never
disobey your mistress. Adam, take her dress off." I grabbed the dress at the
neckline and ripped it down the front. Her large, undoubtedly enhanced breasts
barely sagged as the material peeled away. "Hey, do you know how much that
dress cost," Heidi asked. I only smiled, unsure of whether the question was
directed to me or Eve, but then I said, "No and frankly I don't care," as I
tossed the remnants aside.

I looked at John Baldwin and he was staring at Heidi, now clad only in
panties. He caught me looking at him and turned away. Eve said, "Your turn,
John, strip." When he hesitated, Eve continued and said, "I could have Adam
take your clothes off the same way he removed Heidi's dress, is that what you
want, John?" The man shook his head and with that, began to unbutton his
jacket.

When he was down to a pair of boxer shorts, Eve once more turned to Heidi and
said, "Now the panties, Heidi, I don't want John to be the only naked guest at
this little party of yours." I thought I saw her lip quiver as she turned so
that her back was to the three of us and she put a finger in the waist band of
her panties and pushed them down her legs, and finally stepped out of them.
When she turned, she had a hand covering her pubic area.

Eve looked at John, "Your turn, stud," and smiled. John pulled his boxers down
not bothering to turn his back. John's penis was semi-erect but small, and Eve
said, "Hmm, not much to work with, John." The smile evaporated from John's
face.

Without so much as a word from Mistress Eve, I undressed; Heidi and John
watching wordlessly. I removed my jacket, unbuttoned and removed my shirt and
tie, then kicked off my shoes and unbuckled my belt; I unzipped my pants and
allowed them to fall to the floor. I wore no underwear, and Heidi gasped as
she saw my penis, forgetting about trying to cover herself. She brought a hand
to her mouth, a reaction that made me smile.

"Now isn't this a cozy little party," Eve asked. "Yes, mistress," I said, and
then John and Heidi also replied, "Yes, mistress." Eve smiled and, again
without saying anything, I unzipped the back of her dress. She allowed it to
nearly fall to the floor, catching it as she stepped from it. She looked
particularly muscular, now wearing only the three-inch stiletto heels. John
swallowed hard and Heidi, standing next to me softly murmured, "Oh my God."

Eve stretched, teasing her wonderful muscles. As if they awakened from a nap,
her muscles responded. She turned her back to us and brought her arms up in a
double bicep pose, the muscles swelling and her broad shoulders a landscape of
muscular hills. Her trim waist gave way to a tight, firm butt set atop
muscular ham strings and bulging calves.

Slowly she turned back to face us bringing her arms in front of her in a
'crab' pose. Her trapezius muscles exploded. She smiled and placing her hands
on her hips, tensed her amazingly muscular abs.

"I see my little posing routine has your puny cock excited," Eve said to John.
And it was true, John's penis, though small, was completely erect. "Watch,"
Eve said, as she tightened her quads. The thick veins, which I love, were now
visible under her tanned skin. John climaxed sending a short burst of semen on
to the massive quad.

Mistress Eve calmly said, "Lick your cum from your mistress, sissy-boy." The
director knelt and began to clean his cum from Eve's tree trunk size thigh. As
he did, his hands roamed over the surface of Eve's calf and thigh. Looking
down at the man, Eve said, "Alright, Johnny, that's enough," then turning her
attention to the woman, "what about you, Heidi, do you want to service your
mistress or would you like Adam to service you?"

Heidi looked from Eve to me then back to Eve and said, "I want Adam,
mistress." Eve looked at me and said, "Adam, it looks as if Heidi wants that
cock of yours, what do you think, can she handle you?" I smiled, "She can
handle my cock, but can she endure getting impaled, that's the question." "Be
gentle," Eve warned, "Heidi's a friend of mine."

Then Eve turned back to John and said, "Well, it looks like it's your lucky
night, Johnny, let's go to the bedroom, I've got something I want to show
you." Eve and John headed in the direction of one of the master suites.

I took Heidi by the hand and said, "I'll be gentle," and led her to the other
master suite. Heidi is a good looking red head, standing a little over five
foot tall. Her pale complexion contrasted sharply to her red hair. Her breasts
firm thanks to the marvels of modern cosmetic surgery. I turned her to face
one of the full length mirrors as I stood behind her. I knew she could feel my
penis in the small of her back.

I cupped her breasts and played with her nipples as she closed her eyes and
laid her head back against my chest. I ran a hand down her trim stomach to her
pale labia. With a fingertip I stroked her clit and she moaned softly.

Leaning forward, I fingered her and whispered in her ear, "Would you like for
me to fuck you now and then give me a blow job or would you prefer to give me
the blow job first, and then get screwed?" She was moaning and I doubt she
followed what I had said. I smiled to myself, remembering that this was how
the women I had were before I was taken in by Mistress Eve, although the
enhancement to my penis that Eve had given me was a benefit.

I turned Heidi around and gently pressed on her shoulders and she submitted
and sank to her knees. She made love to my cock. As I neared climax, I
withdrew and picked her up laying her on the bed. Without further foreplay, I
began to enter her. With short gasps, she twisted the bedspread in her
clenched fists. Her panting increased and soon she had climaxed, however, I
was only partially in.

Heidi panted hard as I increased my rhythm. She began to softly moan as I felt
myself going deeper. As I neared full penetration, Heidi began to softly cry
out, "Oh, please, oh, please, don't stop, please, don't stop!"

As I exploded, the woman let go of the bedspread that she had been clutching
and grasped my back, digging her nails in. Lost in the heat of passion, I
barely felt the pain. With what seemed like a cry of pain, Heidi cried,
"Ayeee."

I withdrew and rolled to one side, Heidi breathing heavily. I turned to look
at her as my breathing returned to normal. "You did well, Heidi," I said, and
she turned her head and smiled, and then said softly, "Thank you, Adam, but I
don't think I'll walk right for a week or more," and we both laughed.

Meanwhile, in the other suite, Eve said to John, "Get on your knees, John." He
blinked twice, and then sank to his knees. "Now kiss my feet, wimp," Eve said
and she put a spiked heel on his thigh. He lifted it to his lips and kissed
and sucked her toes. Eve changed feet, watching him work each toe.

"That's good, bitch," Eve said, "now tongue my clit." John rose up on his
knees and began to kiss and pleasure Eve. "Take me, Johnny," Eve instructed,
"Ah, yeah, that's it, suck me, bitch, pull with your lips," Eve continued. As
he made love to her clit, Eve allowed herself to become erect. John pulled
back to watch. "Keep going, bitch, I'm not hard yet," Eve said.

He grasped her 'she-cock' with one hand while he performed fellatio. "Oh,
yeah, that feels good, Johnny," Eve cooed, "Lay on the bed." John's eyes
opened wide as he looked up at Eve. "Do it or I'll have to get rough," Eve
said.

He meekly lay on his stomach on the bed and Eve entered him. Her thrusts were
slow at first, but she increased the rhythm finally climaxing. She laughed as
she withdrew and said, "That was good bitch-boy, now clean off my shaft."

John struggled to roll over and he once again serviced his mistresses
'she-cock.' As he did, Eve gripped a handful of hair in one fist. "You're
doing well, my slave, but Mistress Eve wants to show you her power," and
laughed.

Eve got off the bed and padded to the bathroom. She was on edge and she knew
it. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her body. At a vanity, a
wrought iron bench with an attached cushion caught her attention. 'Perfect'
she thought, as she carried it back to the bedroom where John was now sitting
on the side of the bed.

Pulling the padded cushion from the bench, Eve said, "Watch, baby, watch what
I could do to you with my meaty cock," and she laughed as she held the cushion
along each edge and thrust her hips, driving her 9-inch steel rod of a clit
through the padding and fabric. "Do you like that?" Eve asked as she impaled
the cushion a second, third and fourth time. John only nodded.

As her clit emerged through the cushion a fifth time, a stream of cum shot
forth, hitting the director in the chest. "Oops," Eve said, chuckling and
tossing the ruined cushion aside, "I'm bad," and laughed deeply.

Eve glanced from John to the wrought iron frame that had been the base for the
vanity bench. With one hand she picked it off the floor and gripping one of
the heavy iron legs in each hand and casually bent the metal legs.

Her swollen clit, receding, she said to John, "What do you think, Johnny, do
you love my muscles?" "Yes, mistress," he replied meekly. "I thought so,
Johnny-boy, you get turned on watching me, don't you?" Eve asked. "Yes,
mistress," he said again.

Eve now changed her grip on the metal framework and holding it against her
massive chest, pushed against the metal, crushing the base. She tossed the
ruined metalwork next to the seat that she had previously discarded.

Looking down at the seated director Eve said, "As a reward for being such a
good little boy, you may play with yourself, would you like that?" "Yes,
mistress," he said and quickly took his penis in his right hand and began to
pleasure himself. He climaxed almost instantly, his eyes never leaving Eve and
her muscles.

"OK, Johnny," Eve said, "let's go see how Adam and Heidi are doing," and
turned and padded toward the door.

John Baldwin was slow getting off the bed. His muscles ached and he couldn't
stop thinking about how he had been violated by Eve and her awesome display of
power he had just witnessed.

Heidi and I were still laughing as Eve came through the door. "What did I
miss?" Eve asked. "Heidi was just saying that she wouldn't walk right for a
week," I explained. Eve looked over her shoulder at John who had just came
into the bedroom, then turned back to Heidi and I and said, "I think John's
having a little problem walking as well," and everyone laughed except John.

"Come, Adam, we should be going," Eve said. "Yes, mistress," I said, and then
to Heidi, "Thanks, Heidi," and I got off the bed and proceeded to get dressed.
Eve clad herself in leggings and a T-shirt or what appeared to be leggings and
T-shirt as they 'materialized' on her body. "I'll leave my dress, Heidi, so
that you have something to wear, you may keep it," Eve said. "Thank you,
mistress," Heidi said as she sat up and swung her legs off the bed.

Eve turned to John and with an index finger under his chin tilted his head
upwards to meet her eyes. "You did well, Johnny, I hope you enjoyed the show,"
Eve said. "I did, mistress, I definitely did," John said.

Eve and I left and I handed the parking stub to the valet. As we waited for
our car to be brought around, Eve asked, "Did you take care of Heidi?" I
smiled and said, "Yes, but I'm afraid I was a little too much for her at
first, but she came around, and what about you, mistress?"

Our car arrived and the valet got out and held the door open for Eve. As she
got in, she said, "I had to take John with my 'she-cock', but then I treated
him to a display of my power."

Eve looked up into the face of the parking valet and smiled and said, "I bet
you'd like to see my 'she-cock' wouldn't you, baby?" and the boy stared in
wide-eyed disbelief, but managed to nod his head, and then she added, "Well,
maybe someday," and pulled the door shut.

As I drove from the lot, she laughed. I looked in the rear view mirror to see
the parking valet with his hands deep in his pants pockets. 'Probably stroking
himself,' I thought and laughed softly along with Mistress Eve.

And so, this is my life with my goddess.