Lucia leaned against her opulent bar, the dark mahogany refl..

Lucia leaned against her opulent bar, the dark mahogany reflecting the low lighting in the room. She sipped a glass of champagne, her eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and incredulity as she looked at her newest subject, Eric. Dressed in his ill-fitting suit and nervously shuffling his feet, Eric had never looked more out of place. "So, you claim you're a virgin?" Lucia asked, setting her glass down and walking towards him. Her voice dripped with a kind of playful scorn that was both charming and intimidating. Eric blushed a deep crimson, his eyes avoiding her gaze. "Yes, Goddess," he mumbled. Lucia chuckled, circling him like a predator sizing up its prey. "Ah, a virgin in my presence, how utterly... quaint." She stopped to look him squarely in the eye. "Tell me, what's it like to have never known the touch of a woman?" Eric's face turned an even deeper shade of red, if that was possible. "It's, uh, frustrating, Goddess." "Ah, frustration," she cooed, reaching out to lightly trace the collar of his shirt. "But it's more than that, isn't it? It's a mark of failure, a glaring testament to your inability to attract or please a woman. And here you are, looking for a goddess to rid you of this embarrassing stigma." Eric lowered his head, unable to bear her gaze any longer. "Yes, Goddess," he said softly. Lucia grinned, her eyes lighting up with the thrill of the humiliation game. "Oh, but why would I be interested in being your first? You'd likely be fumbling, awkward, a downright disappointment in the bed." Eric's eyes misted over, his humiliation complete. "I understand, Goddess. I... I didn't think it through." "Ah, but that's where you're wrong," Lucia said, her voice softening as she moved closer to him. "Your inexperience, your utter ineptitude, is amusing to me. And as your goddess, I relish in that amusement. So, your first task is simple: admit your virginity loudly, right here, right now." Eric looked at her, puzzled but somewhat hopeful. Taking a deep breath, he shouted, "I am a virgin!" Lucia burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the spacious room. "Ah, well done! Now, whether or not you remain a virgin is up to me, but know this: your humiliation has entertained me, and in that, you've found a purpose." Eric looked up, his eyes meeting hers. For the first time, he felt a strange mix of humiliation and fulfillment. Lucia took her seat again, savoring her victory. She knew Eric would be back, eager for another taste of the exquisite blend of pleasure and pain that only she could offer. And for Lucia, that was what being a goddess was all about.