issandra Cambell had finally arrived to the hidden Grotto, at the recommendation of a once good friend, now a broken slut unbeknownst to little Lissandra. The area was lush and had a pure serenity to it, sounds of the outside world drowned out. A long walk around here and anyone could forget there even was a place outside the Grotto. Lissandra was dressed about as appropriately as could be, a frilly white dress, adorned with a variety of pink ribbons and lace. The little one having even gone as far as wearing a daring pair of pink lace stockings with her stark white flats. Her trek throughout the Grotto was leisurely, but the sheer silence was broken by something strange and new. A gathering of nudists around a Gazebo that rivaled the mormon temple in elegant design. She was awestruck, pushing through the crowd of strangers furiously masturbating towards the figure seated in the throne. Once she had a clear view though, everything she'd learned in life seemed irrelevant as the angels themselves sang praise of the luminescent figure filtering catching the suns light. Her radiant glow quickly warming Lissandra's heart and... well so much more. It was a sight that needed to seen first hand to understand how it's sheer beauty cracked the fragile young one's mind. The goddess' form and strange enticing scent finishing the job, shattering Lissandra's mind into oblivion as intense heat overwhelmed her every nerve. The little one's consciousness  fading in an instant as her panties soaked through with her sweet virgin juices. Her lovely white dress now being ground into the grass as she violently convulsed and spasmed on the ground. The only expression her face bore as she shrieked in orgasmic delight was one of deadly bliss. Her eyes so far back into her skull you could see the trail of veins beginning at the bottoms of her lids. When she finally fell silent and limp, the girl was definitely either dead or broken.

Lissandra Cambell reawakened with a terrible startle, her form almost entirely naked save for a garter belt that matching the dress she once wore and a torn up pair of stockings. Every other inch of her hairless body now bared to the world, but she had trouble remembering why she should even care. The lavender locked little one leaning back to see the goo Goddess' cock right in her face. The throne of sluts remaining perfectly still, as she took the shaft carefully in hand and brought it down to give it an other lick. She couldn't remember the first few that'd come at the end of a day filled to the absolute brim with unconscious deepthroating; the aftertaste of goo dick was still fairly strong, seeping forth every time she exhaled. The innocent turned broken whore felt so strange all over. She arched her back out a bit, putting herself back on display as she nuzzled down to slurp on one of those firm, cum laden balls. The oblong orbs a slightly more opaque blue than the rest of her. The delirious slut began to giggle, amused by her own existence and slowly working her way up to her feet. She could look Goddess in the face now, taking her coy smile as a divine message as Myara eased into her throne of obedient sluts. Little Lissandra appearing so nimble as she climbed into her lap and settled down, legs already bent outwards. The little whore eager to display a little more of her technical prowess, tiny, lace clad soles wrapping tight around Goddesses gut busting goo cock and hugging it close to her gaping cunt; The former virgin was now far beyond the point of well warn in. She chuckled again like a dumb little bimbo as that slick cock spilled out a bit around her jerking feet. Those toes digging into the goo a bit as she ground her hips harder against the fat blue shaft, "Have I really been asleep this whole time, Goddess?"

Lissandra Cambell obeyed that domineering hand, taking that lovely tip into her over stretched jaw, the joint feeling like it might unhinge with the girth of the cock she was holding between her lips. Her worthless cunt forced to back off as the heels of her lace clad feet joined together, those arches really clamping down on that goo cock as they furiously worked their way along the deserving shaft. The sides of her feet meticulously slapping down against that gooey wet sack with every powerful down thrust. Lissandra gagging a bit as she forced her head down further; her body contorting in ways that almost seemed unnatural. This wasn't much of a surprise, seeing as every joint in her legs had hyper-extended past the point of comfort, just so those dainty soles  could hammer against her nose along the arch of her shaft. She worked with this motion until ever muscle in her lower body began to burn; her answer to this problem was to simply release the shaft for a brief moment. She rolled onto her back, her head sinking into Goddess' tummy while her dexterous toes grappled onto the head of that shaft. Her "big" toes having the audacity to tease that cummy slit and split it right open, the rest of her little toes digging into the squishy shaft goo for a moment. A moment of nothing more than playful, idle teasing before those knees dropped to the ground, the balls of her feet able to caress every last inch of that shaft along their descent; a delightful sensation Myara quickly became associated with as she repeated the motions with building fervor. The little one determined as bits of pre began to spurt with every traversal of that length, a good majority of it being massaged back in with the feverish stroking of those baby smooth soles.