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1. THE SEARCH

Perhaps it was not the best idea to share the story that I am telling you today. Not that it isn’t interesting, that's not it. But there are facts that sometimes go untold, and it is precisely because few people know about them that they are so interesting. However, today I will make an exception for you.

At that day, a man around the early 40's came to the door of Miko’s temple. He sought to talk about his son, a young adult named Kaybo, who had been missing for some time. This man, named Liddart, searched incessantly for information about his son's whereabouts, which pointed to the temple as the last place Kaybo had been. It was one of the maids who answered the door when Liddart knocked, and He explained the situation to her. The maid led him to the throne room and asked him to wait.

The man's waiting was not long, but for him it was almost like an eternity. It couldn't be otherwise, after all, he knew that he would soon be standing before a goddess. What if the information that brought him there was false? He could be bothering Miko for nothing, which could end up with a tragic ending for him. Liddart, however, had to keep searching for his son no matter what.

The muffled sound of a heel against the marble floor grew louder as Miko reached her throne. As she entered the hall, from the top of a small pedestal that led to the throne, she looked up at the man. Liddart stared at her and was struck not only by the beauty of her face, but by the piercing shade of blue in her eyes. Miko didn't sit down on the throne and, from above, continued to stare at him. Then, the man began to speak.

- Goddess Miko, I come here seeking...

- Kneel down. - Miko suddenly interrupted him, keeping her eyes on Liddart.

Taken aback, Liddart continued, somewhat confused .

- I don't believe this is...

- Kneel down. - repeated Miko, in the same tone.

Liddart paused for a moment, staring at Miko's face. He didn't understand the need to kneel, but he was in a hurry, and so he convinced himself that it must be a formality when addressing a goddess. Soon he got down on his knees and spoke again.

- Goddess Miko, I come to you in search of my son. He has been missing for months and his family misses him terribly. He worked in a neighborhood bakery, was engaged a nice girl, he would even get married...

As he narrated the story of his son, the man began to feel uneasy. He told everything as clearly as possible, but Miko continued to watch without much reaction. What was affecting him most at the moment, however, was himself. On his knees, he now felt demeaned before Miko. It was as if he was automatically smaller, weaker, more vulnerable. Nevertheless, he continued to the end.

- ... And that's how, out of the blue, my son disappeared after a day's work. Looking for information about his whereabouts, I was told that he might be here. Do you know anything about him?

Finally Miko's serene look broke into a slight smile.

- Yes, I know where your son is.

2. THE MEETING

Liddart couldn't believe his ears. Finally, after so much searching, someone was telling him that they knew where her son was. His eyes filled with tears and he, still on his knees, quickly asked:

- So? Where is Kaybo?

Miko didn't answer immediately. She called Lilly, the maid who usually accompanies her around the temple, and whispered in his ear. Lilly then nodded and walked away.

- Liddart, correct? – said Miko - I must admit that I find your efforts in search of your son commendable. However, has it occurred to you that your son has not been kidnapped? That he hasn't suffered an accident? What I mean is... would you believe it if your son had disappeared of his own accord?

Finally, Liddart stood up. He had never considered what Miko had told him, because the possibility was too absurd. Kaybo had a job, a family, a fiancée. How could he drop everything to run away in the world? What for? Was Miko trying to confuse him? Could she be playing with his feelings? Enraged, he pointed his finger at Miko and challenged her.

- If it's true what you say, prove it! Kaybo would never abandon us!

Miko smiled again. She did not answer him, for Lilly was already about to enter the hall. With her was none other than Kaybo. His image, however, was now quite different from what her father remembered. For one thing, he was walking on all fours, like a dog. Lilly was carrying him attached to a collar, without which he would have been completely naked were it not for a small strap that tightened around his testicles, giving his balls a red, swollen appearance. Despite his deplorable state, Kaybo did not show any sign of sadness. Quite the opposite, if he had a tail, it would be wagging in Miko's direction. He pulled Lilly along and moved toward Miko, simply ignoring his father's presence in the room. As he approached Miko, Kaybo bowed, resting his chin on the floor before her.

- Good evening, Goddess! Lilly said that Your Majesty wanted to see this pathetic slave. I am so happy to touch the ground you walk on, thank you so much for calling me here!!!

Miko laughed. Training a slave to the point of complete submission pleased her, and this one was finally behaving properly.

- Very good, worm. Here, don't you dare touch me! - said Miko, lifting the heel of hes shoe gently in front of Kaybo.

Kaybo lifted his head at the same instant and kissed Miko's heel so softly that one might believe her feet were made of crystal. It was a series of gentle, slow, lingering kisses. A typical attitude of one who would not want to do anything other than what he was strictly ordered to do. Miko watched him with a satisfied expression on her face.

- Thank you, Goddess. I love you, I love serving you, you're perfect! - said Kaybo, in a voice of unmistakable contentment.

- Take him away, Lilly. - ordered Miko.

Lilly pulled Kaybo by his leash, but he seemed in a trance, worshipping his goddess's feet. Then the maid kicked him in his exposed testicles, which soon brought him back to his senses. Behaving and obedient, Kaybo followed the collar until he left the hall, without exchanging a word with his father.

3. THE FAREWELL

Hardly anyone could judge Liddart. The shock at seeing his son in such a degrading situation, of his own free will and still content with it, is enough to leave any human being speechless. Kneeling once again, he was staring at the ground when he heard a very sweet voice call out to him.

- Do you believe it now? - Miko asked him.

The ruler of the temple was only a few steps away from him. When had she come down from the top of the throne? Miko's voice touched him deeply. He had been talking to her until now, but this feeling was new. He looked up and observed Miko. For some reason he had not noticed her body before. Her legs were strong, but with feminine contours, and her breasts were firm. For the first time, Liddart paid attention to Miko's white skin, her smooth appearance, and the pleasant odor she possessed. The detail of her nails, the curve of her lips, the blond sheen of her long hair. Being on one knee before Miko - he concluded, secretly - was not so bad after all.

- I don't know what to say... - Liddart answered.

Miko walked even closer to him. She took hold of the man's chin, lifted his face and looked him deeply in the eyes for a whole minute before finally asking him.

- Would you like to join your son?

Not every story has a moral. In nature, few forces can compare to the energy of love.Passion, however, is stronger when unrequited; it works like a mirage that keeps men and women moving forward, even if for no rational reason. Is a man wrong when he follows his heart? Is a goddess wrong when she accepts to be served? Personally, I would say no. Nature follows its own rules: some are on top, others are at the bottom.