Chamber of the Goddess Chapter 4 (c) 2009 by Cactus Juggler Audrey got more turned on every second. She was seated on a throne atop a dais. A girl knelt between her knees, sniffing her at her crotch as a crowd of onlookers watched rapt with envy. They were her adoring slaves, all of them, and she was their ruler. Audrey pulled at the girl's head, using the kneeling sycophant's nose to pleasure herself. It was an incredible turn-on to feel so powerful, and Audrey's pussy drooled its slick satisfaction at her use of the human sex toy. The brown-haired slave looked up at her with a mixture of fear and arousal as Audrey clamped her thighs tight around her victim's face. The sensations in her groin grew more powerful as she felt the girl begin to smother, and Audrey felt herself nearing orgasm. The moment was lost when the throne room around her began to fade away. Her eyes flicked open as she awoke from the dream, and Audrey found herself laying on the floor of a room she'd never seen. She felt horny and realized that she was wet from her strange dream. As she became fully awake, Audrey heard and felt someone sniffing between her legs! She hadn't just dreamed it, there was a girl pressing her face there for real! She looked down and saw that someone with short brown hair was rubbing her face into the crotch of Audrey's shorts. Startled, she pushed herself away from the girl in a rush. "Vi! What are you doing?" she said, as she saw that the girl was Viola. The girl looked up and stared at her with a dopey grin. "It smells so good," she muttered with a smile. Audrey stared at her in shock for a moment, and then realized that it was Viola. "You . . . you were sniffing my pussy." "I-I'm sorry. I found you there, and I was going to wake you up. But then I smelled something, it was you. You smelled so good that I just couldn't stop myself," Viola explained. For a moment Audrey was confused and angry at Viola's invasion. But she couldn't help feeling turned on as well. That dream, combined with the memory of Viola's face pressed to her crotch and the way the girl had looked so helpless, so needy all turned Audrey on. It made her feel hot and powerful, and Audrey liked it. Viola was still staring down at Audrey's crotch, and the intensity of her gaze turned Audrey on even more. "Would you . . . would you like to sniff me again?" Audrey offered, sliding herself back in front of the girl. Audrey watched as the girl nodded her head, her eyes never leaving Audrey's crotch. "I-I don't know why I'm feeling this--I swear I'm not gay. But it--it smells so good," Viola stammered. "That's okay, I don't mind. Go on," Audrey urged her. "This is wrong. I-I'm not gay," Viola repeated, but still she lowered her head and pressed her nose down between Audrey's legs. Audrey heard Viola take a deep breath and then sigh. Audrey wasn't sure of it, but she thought she even heard Viola utter a small moan. "You really love it, don't you?" "Yes, oh yes. Love it. I love it. It smells so good," Viola said as she nuzzled at Audrey's crotch. Viola wiggled her hips as she continued to press her face between Audrey's legs, and Audrey marveled at the sight. Viola looked like she was really getting off on what she was doing. "God, you are a little pervert, aren't you?" Sitting there with Viola sniffing her pussy, all the pieces clicked in Audrey's head. The thrones, the twelve girls, the sex goddess legend. The hot dream of being queen of a host of adoring slaves. She let Viola sniff her as she thought about what she should do. If she was right, and she was turning into some kind of sex goddess, what should she do? Viola's perverse hunger for her smell was really turning Audrey on, and she decided that her shorts had to come off. She pushed Viola away and unsnapped the button at the waist of her shorts. "You remember what Dr. Bishop told us? I think it's for real, and when we sat on those thrones we started it up," Audrey told Viola, as she began to wiggle out of her shorts. "Why are you taking off your shorts?" Viola asked as Audrey kicked her shorts aside. "I'm just getting more comfortable, sugar . Now come on, why don't you see how you like sniffing me now?" Viola didn't look up at her, but Audrey could still see the fear in Viola's eyes as she spoke. "I-I don't want to any more. The way it makes me feel is too good. It's not normal. And if you're right about this place, didn't Dr. Bishop say that only one girl came out alive? We-I have to stop doing this," Viola stammered. Audrey noticed that the girl's eyes remained fixed on Audrey's panties as she spoke. It was strange, but Viola's fear turned Audrey on. She realized that she didn't just like the idea of being an irresistible sex goddess--she loved it. It felt so good to have Viola so entranced by sniffing her. It made Audrey feel better than her, as if Viola's growing weakness had lessened her somehow. Audrey thought about whether she'd kill to have this power, and her pussy grew wetter still as she realized that she would indeed. "Come on, Vi. Nobody's talking about killing anybody. You know you want to sniff it, I'm just helping you enjoy it even more," Audrey explained, scooting closer to Viola as she spoke. Viola stared at Audrey's crotch with obvious hunger, and the sight turned Audrey on even more. "Think about it. I'm getting really turned on, you know. My pussy is all hot and wet, think about how good it would smell with those shorts out of the way. Go on, sugar, there's nobody here to see. Just give it a sniff, you know you want to," Audrey urged her. Audrey slid closer still. Another foot or two and there would be no way that Viola wouldn't be able to smell her wetness. Viola finally broke her stare with a shake of her head, and then she looked at Audrey in horror. "What are you doing to me?" she asked, and then she slowly moved to stand up. Seeing that Viola was trying to get away, Audrey rushed to to her feet to stop her. Viola's movements were slow enough that Audrey was able to beat her to her feet, and she caught Viola's head as the girl tried to rise. "You're not going anywhere, Vi," Audrey said as she pulled the girl's face into her crotch and held it pinned there. "No, oh god. Please don't . . . oh god, it smells so good," Viola said with a gasp, and then she stopped struggling against Audrey's grip and just settled to her knees there. Audrey smiled as she felt the girl begin sniffing deeply at the wet crotch of her panties. Viola moaned beneath her, shuddering with need. Audrey felt so imperious, standing there holding Viola's nose to her mound, that it brought back a vivid memory of the dream. Viola stared up at her in helpless thrall to her scent, and the sight of the Viola's obvious hunger and fear made it clear to Audrey--the girl in the dream hadn't just been like Viola, it *was* Viola. "I had a dream about this, you know? I dreamed that I smothered you to death in my pussy, and there you are. You can't resist it, can you? Even though you know what I'm going to do to you, you're so turned on that you can't pull yourself away. It's like my pussy is controlling you, isn't it?" Audrey asked the girl, but she just stared back with a mixture of desire and terror in her eyes Viola moaned, and her hips continued to wiggle in a tight little circular motion as she continued to sniff at Audrey's crotch. Audrey caressed Viola's hair with one hand while she used the other to keep the girl's head pulled in tight against her. "You're pathetic, look at you. You're so turned on by the smell of my pussy that you're going to cum." Audrey smiled as the kneeling girl just continued to stare up at her in horror. A shiver ran through the southerner then, she was sure the dream had been a sign. Viola really was helpless. Helpless to resist *her* pussy. The idea was so arousing that Audrey had to resist the urge to pull Viola out of the way and touch herself right then. "Lean back. There, like that," Audrey ordered. As she pushed the moaning girl to lean backwards, Audrey moved first one leg, then the other, past Viola's shoulders. Tangling her fingers in Viola's hair, Audrey then clamped her thighs down around Viola's head. She had Viola completely trapped, her nose pressed up against Audrey's panty crotch and trapped in place by Audrey's squeezing thighs. "Let's get your nose right up in there," the belle told Viola, wiggling and grinding herself against the girl's face so that her nose pressed Audrey's panties up into her sopping slit. Viola's muffled moans turned Audrey on even more as she humped the brunette's face. Audrey was so turned on that she could feel her wetness soaking her underwear. "God, I must reek down there. I think I'm going to cum soon. How does it feel to love the smell of another woman's pussy so much, Vi? Aren't you embarrassed?" Audrey's clit throbbed with the excitement of what she was doing to Viola. Her dream was happening for real. She was actually smothering the helpless girl with her pussy, and it was driving her wild. Seeing the girl shaking below her, shuddering with her own arousal was fascinating to Audrey. How could the smell of her pussy turn Viola on so much? "You're so hot for me that I swear it looks like you're about to cum just from my smell. You are a naughty girl. I've turned you into a pussy-sniffing pervert, haven't I? Go on, sugar, show me how much you love my pussy. Cum for me. I don't think you have that much time left, Vi, you'd better hurry," Audrey gloated as she felt her own arousal peaking. She continued to grind herself on the girl's nose, watching Viola's eyes with predatory fascination. When the girl below her clenched her eyes shut and shuddered hard, Audrey could tell that her victim was cumming. Viola's moans slowed, and the girl's twitches came to an end. Watching Viola drift away pushed Audrey over the edge as well, and she gave a long cry of ecstasy as she came on Viola's face. Still mashing her crotch down against Viola's face, Audrey shuddered at the strength of her orgasm. "Oh, my, god. That was incredible," she muttered to herself when she finally released her grip on Viola's head and let the girl fall to the floor. Audrey sat down next to the dead girl to catch her breath. Still glowing with a post-orgasmic high, Audrey was happier than she'd ever been before. She'd never felt so sexy and powerful in her life, and she loved it. She looked down at the girl she'd just killed and didn't feel a thing. Maybe she really was meant to be a sex goddess, and if some little people had to be sacrificed on the way it wasn't her problem. After all, was it her fault that Viola couldn't resist her pussy? Next: Chapter Five
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