The Chastisement of Paul’s Small Cock

[Goddess Josephine]

After 15 years of marriage Paul had grown accustom to masturbation. He jerked off every day while his wife took her morning shower to get ready for work. He knew exactly how long it would take her. Patiently he's wait to hear the shower start before loading his favorite porn on his smart phone. He had a fetish for pretty college coeds flashing their panties. It all started back when he went to college and stole a pair of panties from a classmates dirty laundry basket during a party. He stuck them in his trouser pocket, took them back to the dorm, kept them in a plastic Ziploc bag with hopes of keeping the sweet scent. He masturbated many times with those worn panties. Throughout the years he was successful in stealing panties from the girls he dated including his wife. She lost interest in sex almost right after the honeymoon. She felt it a chore to allow him to fuck her on special occasions such as his birthday or their anniversary. The truth is that he lost interest in her too. Her stupid granny panties and letting herself go over the years.

Once she was in the shower Paul clicked the bookmark on his phone. By the time she turned on the hair dryer he had already edged five times and when the hair dryer shut off he exploded. As she dressed and applied her make-up he cleaned up the puddle in his hand and prepared for his day. This was Paul's morning ritual and the life he had grown accustom to. Working 5 days a week and then slaving in the garden for his demanding wife. Luckily for Paul she traveled for work a few days a month leaving him all alone in the house. It was these exciting times he could watch his porn on the big screen TV, drink beer, jerk off and edge for hours.

Paul always arrived home several hours earlier then his wife. He would check the mail, take out the trash and the many other chores his wife expected. This day Paul pulls up to his home, typical suburban neighborhood, to find a moving truck parked across the street. In the driveway sat a brand new Ford 250 black pick-up and a red Jeep parked behind it. Paul pulled into his driveway and stopped the car. Instead of getting out right away he peeked out the car mirrors trying to get a curious glance at his new neighbors. He see's the movers carrying boxes. He sees a tall well built man in his 30's also fetching boxes from the pick-up. Suddenly from around the truck appears the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He long blonde hair was pinned up loosely on her head. She wore a tight white tank top and a very short black skirt with black and white high heel sandals. Immediately Paul wondered about her panties. He watched her walk over to the jeep bend over into the back to get a box. As she bent over he quivered knowing that had he been closer he surely would have gotten a glimpse of her panties. From his view he could see the skirt rise up and what he thought could be the edge of her panties. Thoughts rolled rapidly through his head as he wondered about her... Is she married to that guy? I wonder how old she is? I bet she has amazing panties. Quickly he ran into the house, set up his telescope towards her house and began jerking off. He spotted her a few times walking around the truck and when the moving truck pulled away so did the pick-up. He watched her as she repeatedly bent over carrying in the last few boxes. At one point she turned and looked right at him or seemed to. It was then that he saw her penetrating smokey blue eyes and he knew his life would never be the same.

Chapter Two

Several weeks had passed since the beautiful neighbor had moved across the street. Paul’s masturbation ritual began to change. Each night he waited for his wife to fall asleep. He went into the guest room where he kept his telescope. He pointed it towards her windows hoping she would leave her curtains open. Sometimes she would and he'd get a slight glimpse of her, however even when he couldn't actually see her his addiction to her was so strong that he imaged peeking at her. He imaged her knowing he was watching her and that she would parade in front of the window wearing panties just for him. Sometimes she would come home late with a date. She had many boyfriends and he imaged her having sex with them. On the days his wife was out of town on business he would spend hours watching her house hoping to see her. One week while his wife was out of town he watched her planting flowers in front of her house wearing white shorts. You could see the outline of her white full bottom panties and how perfectly they wrapped around her full round bottom. He had three orgasms that day.

Paul was excited to get the call from his wife to inform him that she had an unexpected business trip and would be gone for a few days. He couldn't wait to end his work day, stop at the store for a six pack and rush home. He couldn't stop thinking his new neighbor. He was like an addict needing a fix. The rush of waiting, edging, and wondering if he would see her. Wondering what color panties she wore that day and imaging the scent of her crotch. Each day it became stronger and stronger. He even stopped and purchased a new pair of panties pretending they belonged to her. With his Victoria Secrets bag in one hand, his six pack in another he rushed to collect the mail. Juggling the bags he tried to open the mailbox. As he adjusted the bags with his mail in his mouth he hears a woman's voice. “Hello, Hello!” He turns around to see her standing only a few feet away from him! He was so overwhelmed with nervousness that he dropped both bags onto the ground. Several of the beer bottles busted open and the pretty silky panties fell out of the bag onto the ground. Paul's face turned bright red with embarrassment. He could feel his face grow warm and his heart raced in his chest. The pretty blonde bent over, picked up the panties with her fingertip as they dangled from her finger.

“Looks like someone is going to have a good time.” She said and gave Paul a quick wink.

She then placed the panties back into the bag, closed it up and handed it to Paul.

“Hello neighbor my name is Josephine. And you are?”

Paul struggled to speak. His body quivering as he stuttered. “Paul. My name is Paaaaaaulll.”

Josephine giggled and her eyes lit up. She had a sexy yet devilishly playful look on her face.

“I'm sorry I haven't been over to introduce myself but you know how moving is, don't you Paul?”

Paul still struggled to speak yet managed to nod a yes.

“Paul would be a good neighbor and help me move a few heavy boxes?” She asked.

“Yes, yes, of course.” He replied almost apologetically. Still embarrassed over dropping the beer and panties he shoved the bag and mail back into the box. “I'll get this later. Please lead the way Josephine.”

Josephine crossed the street and walked up towards her house. She wore a very short pink skirt, a white silk button down blouse and a pair of white high heel sandals. Her toes and feet perfectly manicured. On her right ankle was a sliver chain with a tiny key dangling from it. Paul wondered why she had a real key dangling from her ankle. As Paul followed behind her he felt his cock growing uncontrollably. He looked down and although his cock was only 5 inches fully erect, it stuck straight out in the front of his trousers. He tried to hunch his ass back in an attempt to hide the erection. Bullets of sweat gathered on his forehead. Once inside Josephine turned to him.

“Oh you poor thing! This heat is just awful! Let me get you something cold to drink.” She said emphatically.
Paul was relieved for her to leave the room so he could smack his cock back down and adjust it so it wasn't so noticeable. Within seconds she returned with a glass of iced tea and a cold rag. She handed him the tea and began wiping his sweaty forehead. Having her so close to him made him extremely uncomfortable. Once again his cock began to grow. Her perfume intoxicated him. He tried hard not to stare at her cleavage. It was if a feminine spell was cast over him. Once again he felt his face become flush, his heart race and lost control of his limps. He dropped the glass of ice tea and it spilled all down her bare legs and onto the tile floor.

“Oh my god I am such an idiot! I'm so sorry! Please let me help you clean this up.” He exclaimed.

“Let me get some towels Paul.” She replied.

She headed towards the kitchen. For one fleeting moment he thought about running out the door and back to his house. Never had he ever been so embarrassed. She returned with a few dish towels, handed him one and kept the other. As she wiped the tea off her legs Paul knelt down to wipe the floor.

“Oh no!” Said Josephine as she vigorously wiped the stain on her skirt lifting it outwardly away from her body. Paul, still on his knees looks up to see what was the matter. As he looks up he gets a slight glimpse of her panties. He felt as if he would have a heart attack right there on her floor. Quickly he looked down towards the floor.

“Can you see if there is tea on the back of my leg and wipe it off?” She ask.

She turned around and slightly bent over enough that he could see up her skirt. It was as if she knew the effect she was having on him and purposely positioned herself to tease him.

“Well? Is there any down the back of my leg?” She bent over a little more.

“No, no, its fine Josephine.” he replied and then stood up trembling.

She turned and looked straight into his eyes. Her stare was purposeful, strong and deeply penetrating. She captured him in her seductive stare aware that he was trembling. Her look confirmed a knowing that she owned his desire. It was as if she stared into his eyes and right into his mind. She owned him mind, body and soul.

Chapter Three

After several moments staring into Paul's eyes Josephine flashed a wicked smile. It was a bit condescending and playful at the same time. Paul feeling completely helpless and unsure of himself just stood there like a puppet on a string.

“It's ok Paul. Relax. Thankfully its a tile floor and this is an old skirt. Why don't I run to the market and fetch a bottle of wine and we can sit down and get to know one another? You can wait here and move these boxes for me while I'm gone. I shouldn't be longer then 30 minutes at the most. That is unless you need to get home?”

Paul couldn’t believe his ears. How could she possibly want to know him better after the fool he made of himself? But he knew his wife was out of town for a few days and he was so addicted to her seductive feminine powers that he agreed to so as she asked.

“I'll be back in a flash!” she told him as she grabbed her purse and keys.

Paul heard her Jeep pull away. He looked at the boxes she wanted him to move. Two small boxes that were behind the pile and easy enough for her to carry were labeled BEDROOM. He knew he should have just left them but the hardness of his cock clouded his sensibilities. He picked up the two small boxes and headed upstairs to her bedroom.

Once inside he saw that everything was neatly put away and you couldn't tell that she had moved in only a few weeks ago. He walked across the room to place the two small boxes on the chest of drawers. Once there he noticed that one of her drawers was slightly opened. As he extended his arm to place the boxes on the top his eyes couldn't help but stare into the open drawer.

It was like a dream. Time stood still as his eyes gazed upon an entire drawer filled with Josephine's panties. Unable to control himself he reached in and touched them. An electric current seemed to move through his fingers tips, down his torso and directly into the head of his cock. His body shook as his common sense jolted him back from his erotic hysteria. Quickly he removed his hand and turned around forcing the panty drawer shut. “Just walk away.” He repeated to himself over and over. His good intention lead him towards the bedroom door, however as he walked by the bed he noticed a pretty pair of white satin panties lying on the floor next to the bed. He was unable to control himself. He knew they had been worn by her. Why else would they be on the floor next to the bed? The thought of smelling her scent erased every ounce of common sense he had. He was truly powerless. He reached down, picked them up and drew them to his face. Once again his body shook and his mind swooned. His cock twitched, he felt pre-cum collecting on his cock head and his balls ached. Captured in a trance he unzipped his his pants, pull out his cock, fell back onto her bed and started stroking.

His imagination went wild as he rubbed the dirty panties on his face and inhale deeply. He then rubbed them on his cock and imaged what it was like to fuck her. Enraptured with intense desire he could no longer hold back. He felt his legs tense, his balls tighten and he was ready to explode into the crotch of her panties when all of a sudden the bedroom door flew open! Paul jumped up but his cock was squirting cum everywhere. There in the doorway stood Josephine with her arms folded and a disgusted look on her face. Paul reaches down to pull up his pants.

“Oh no you don't! LEAVE THEM!” She shouts angrily and then lifts her cell phone and snaps a picture. “Just in case. Now I'll call the police.” She states and begins dialing the phone.

“Oh god please please Josephine! I'm begging you. I'll do anything! Please don't call the police!”

Josephine put the phone back into her bag and then hung the bag on the bedroom doorknob. She walked closer towards Paul. Her eyes inspected every single inch of his body. He trembled as she carefully walked around him. She reached over and flicked his spent cock with her fingers.

“It doesn't look like you have very much there, do you?” She asked condescendingly. “In fact I'm not sure if it even qualifies to be called a cock at all. I think I would do your wife a big favor if I told her, gave her the pic, let her divorce you, take your money and go find a REAL MAN!”

Paul still shaking starts begging as tears stream down his face. “Please Josephine. I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. You're so beautiful. I've never experienced anything like this before. Please I beg you to allow me to leave and I promise you I won't bother you ever again.”

Josephine stands in front of him. Her arms crossed, her look stern and determined. Her eyes carefully studying him as if she was developing a plan. The moment seemed to last forever as Paul stood there, pants still around his ankles and cum splattered on his trousers and Josephine's bedroom carpet. Finally a wicked smile appeared on her face.

“Your life is about to change. From this moment forward you will deny me nothing. You will be at my beck and call. I will be considerate towards your wife and not cause her alarm by beckoning you in the middle of the night. But do know this Paul, the moment you deny me anything you'll regret the day you met me. Not only will I tell your wife but every neighbor within a two mile range will know your filthy little secret. You will be the laughing stock of the entire neighborhood. Have I made myself clear?”

Paul was so grateful that he didn't consider the magnitude of this arrangement. He thanked her over and over promising to help her any time she needed it. Josephine had a smirk on her face realizing that this man had no idea what was in store for him. Paul, on the other hand, considered himself very lucky.

Chapter Four

Paul feeling grateful that Josephine wasn't going to have him arrested or tell his wife began pulling up his trousers to head home.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“I'm going to head home. I'll give you my cell number and you can text me if help with anything.” He replied nonchalantly as if nothing happened.

“Oh really? I don't think you quite understand our arrangement Paul. When you are here you ask permission to leave. In fact you will now ask permission for everything. Especially when it comes to THAT COCK! From now on I tell you when you can touch it, how to touch and when you are permitted to cum. You will refer to me as Goddess Josephine. I am your new religion and I expect worship and adoration. If you think for one moment I'm not serious, please just try me.”

She lifted her phone to show him the discriminating picture of him with his pants down and cum still dribbling out the end of his cock.

“But that’s not all I have little man. Do you see that computer over there in the corner of my room?” she asked.

Paul looked over in the corner and noticed for the first time a small computer station with a laptop on it.

“Do you see that cam at the top of the monitor? It's motion activated to monitor my sleep and at times I enjoy video taping myself having sex with REAL MEN. I am certain it has captured every single second of you in my room. In fact its video taping right now. See the screen changing colors?” She confessed.

Paul looked closer and the monitor screen was moving and a small red light blinking. Once again his heart started to race. It was this moment he realized how serious Josephine was and that she meant what she said. Thoughts raced through his head. He wondered how she would know if he touched his cock and how could she possibly enforce control over his orgasms? Although he was nervous about being exposed he had every intention on finding a way to cheat. After all she couldn't watch him all the time?

“Strip now!” She demanded.

Paul hesitated for a single moment wondering why she wanted him to take off all of his clothes. Suddenly he concluded that she wanted to use him sexually and quickly he stripped grateful to be at her disposal. Instantly his cock became erect and ready to please her. Josephine look at his cock, rolled her eyes and laughed. She then wrapped her hand around the shaft of his cock. Her tight grip sent blood gushing through his shaft and pre-cum dribbled out of his cock head. She started to pull him, leading him by his cock as if it were a handle or leash. She pulled him into her master bathroom towards the shower stall.

“Get in.” she demanded.

Paul still thinking he was about to get lucky and that she would strip and get into the shower with him was disappointed when she stood outside the shower stall. She turned on the hand held shower hose and began hosing him down with warm water. She then picked up a pump dispenser of liquid soap, squirted it in her hands and then began soaping up his cock and balls. Paul swooned as his cock grew harder then it has ever been. Her pretty hands carefully washed his hard cock, she lifted his balls, washed under them and her slender soapy fingers traveled back towards the pucker of his ass hole. Paul jumped in surprise. No one had ever touched his ass before. She then reached over and picked up a razor. With his cock in one hand and the razor in the other she carefully began to shave the hair around his cock.

“Oh my god what are you doing???? How will I explain this to my wife???” he asked.

Josephine still shaving and her hand firmly squeezing his cock says, “I'm sure your wife could care less about this small cock. I bet it's been a very long time since she's allowed you to fuck her, right?”

Paul lowered his eyes in embarrassment as he nodded yes. He could feel her tight grip around his cock and found himself completely under her spell.

Once she finished shaving she carefully rinsed his cock with water. She made him part his legs so she could push the shower nozzle under his balls. The warm water rushed against his balls and into the crack of his ass. Although a strange and unfamiliar sensation Paul found it to be extremely pleasurable. His only worry at this point was that he was so hard and excited that if she used him for sex that he would cum too soon and fail her.

“Bend over and grab your ankles.” She ordered.

Paul hesitated.

“If I have to repeat myself one more time our arrangement is over and you will surely pay for your transgression.” She told him.

Paul feeling utterly humiliated and afraid of what might happen next. He bent over and grabbed his ankles. The blooded rushed to his already flushed face. His hands trembled against his ankles. Suddenly and without warning he feels something cold penetrate his ass. At first it stings and then the fullness of the object begins to excite him. He feels the erotic rush of humiliation and sexual tension at the same time. Never had he ever experienced anything quite like it. The object went deeper into his ass and curved right up to his prostrate. His cock so hard that it twitched with excitement. Uncontrollably he starts to remove one hand to stroke his cock. Josephine quickly slaps his hand firmly forbidding him to touch it.

“Remember what I said. It belongs to me and you will never touch it without permission.”

Paul wrapped his hand back around his ankle. With the object shoved as deep as it could go, pressing firmly against his prostrate, suddenly it begins to vibrate. Paul jumps unprepared for the sensation but quickly resumes his posture. The whole center of his body became electric. He felt the vibration travel through him delivering ecstasy he had never known. Without warning his cock exploding all over the tile. He orgasmed without his cock being touched! The cock milking was so intense that it seem to last for minutes as his body shook uncontrollably. He became dizzy and had to brace his body against the cold shower tile.

Josephine rinsed the tile and his cock with the shower hose. She then threw him a towel and told him to get out and dry off. He stood there naked, violated, spent and completely subjugated before this beautiful Goddess. Josephine then reaches into the bathroom drawer and pulls out a stainless steel chastity device. Paul’s eyes become wide and his heart raced but he knew he truly had no choice in this matter. Carefully Josephine slips the tube over his cock. She then wraps the stainless steel rings around his cock and balls before attaching it to the tube and then locking everything in place with a small padlock. The click of the lock sent a chill down Paul's spine. He then remembered the tiny key on her ankle chain and knew this wasn't the first time she had done this.

“Goddess what if my wife see's me naked?” Paul asks.

“I guess that's for you to figure out. I doubt she even cares about what's in your pants.” She replied with a evil laugh. “Now follow me.”

Paul followed her back into the bedroom. She reached down, picked up the worn panties he dropped on the floor. She throws the panties at him.

“Put them on.” She commands.

Feeling defeated and emasculated Paul puts the pretty white satin panties on. Josephine pointed to the mirror engaging him to look at himself. There he stood, a different kind of man. The stainless steel cock cage bulging out the front of the panties. Even as humiliated as he felt his cock grew inside the cold cage. It became uncomfortably tight.

Josephine suddenly grabs Paul by his arm's and throws him down onto the bed. Paul could not believe the strength of her. Unsure how to respond Paul laid helplessly on the bed awaiting her next instruction. His vulnerability excited Josephine. She began slowly undressing until she had nothing on but a pair of white sheer panties. Paul could see the outline of her trim pussy hair. She then climbs up onto the bed, straddling over his lap. The crotch of her panties resting against his steel chastised cock. She then inserts her hand into her panties touching herself. Looking down at helpless Paul she begins to tease him.
“Is this the pussy you was fantasizing about when you stroked that tiny dick? Did you imagine how it would feel if you fucked me? Ooooooooooo (moaning) It must be 100 degrees there right now and soooooooo very wet. See how excited you've made me Paul? It's really a shame that you can't please me with that tiny little dick. But I'm soooooo fucking horny right now and need to cum. After all you've gotten off twice.”

Josephine then gets up, walks over to the chest of drawers. After retrieving something from the bottom
drawer she turns around. In her hand is a dildo and special head harness. Paul had never known of such sex toys and became nervous as she strapped it to his head placing the dildo cupped firmly against his chin. She removes her panties. Paul dare not stare but watches from the corner of his eye. She positions herself over his head facing the headboard. With her body hovering over his face he watches her grab the shaft of the dildo and then slide it around her wet clitoris collecting its slippery fluid. She then lifts her hip to one side as she guides the silicone cock into her pussy. With a bird's eye view Paul watches as his cock, trapped in its cage, is painfully tight. Yet no matter the pain the adoration he is experiencing, as she begins to pleasure herself , completely overrides any suffering he must endure. With the strap-on dildo buried deep inside of Josephine s pussy she begins rocking her hips back and forth smothering Paul's face. She leans forward so that her clit is closer to his mouth.

“Lick it!” She commands

Stretching his tongue out as far as it will go Paul flickers his tongue against her swollen, dripping clitoris. Her hips now moving faster he can barely keep his tongue on her. Her hips smashed against his chin as the dildo moves in and out creating a sloshing sound from her wet pussy. Suddenly she tenses up and screams at the top of her lungs. It's at that moment her pussy ejaculates all over Paul's face. Paul had only ever seen a woman do this in movies, never in real life. He was spellbound and now truly addicted to her pussy. The smell, the taste, the beauty of her pink labia and oversized clitoris. The amazing power it had over Paul left him completely powerless.

She lifted herself from his face. She removed the dildo and threw it on the floor.

“You can let yourself out. I'll be in touch. Leave your cell phone number on the dining table.” she instructed.

She then walked into the bathroom, closed the door. Paul's cock locked and wearing her dirty panties, pussy juice all over his hair and face, cum stained trousers, got dressed, left his cell phone number on the table and went home. He tossed and turned all night wondering what she had in store for him. He was both excited and scared but he knew he had no choice. Not because of the threat of her telling his wife but the power she had over him. In his head he heard her voice repeating over and over, “Your life is about to change.”

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