pink poodle at the Femdom Retreat – part 4

As evening begins on the final evening of FemDom Retreat, everyone gathers in the lounge. It is the slaves’ duty to entertain the Mistresses, and this evening the Mistresses have something special planned.

The first event sounds innocent enough, a game of Twister. How could that be anything other than innocent???? Well, for a start this will be naked slave Twister. Each Mistress is allocated one slave to direct. Lady Yna will be directing my movements. The game starts off relatively normal (all things considered) with directions to left hand red, right foot green etc. However, the Mistresses gradually introduce new twists on the game. Instructions are given which involve appendages going into all sorts of different places, soon i find myself feeling very uncomfortable. my comfort is irrelevant, the Mistresses pleasure is all that matters. Goddess asks me if i am enjoying myself, “not really” i reply shyly. Again this does not matter, i have no choice but to carry on for Their amusement. It is by doing something one doesn’t enjoy that one can prove one’s devotion to one’s Owner.

Soon i find myself with another first, i am directed to grab another slaves balls. The first time i have ever touched another males genitalia, i find this highly embarrassing and humiliating, Goddess and Lady Yna find it most amusing. As the game goes on, there are feet in mouths, feet on cocks, hands on cocks. Eventually it is like a pile of slaves. Despite my total discomfort, the Mistresses amusement is contagious and i cannot help but find myself beginning to enjoy the whole thing. Ultimately i begin to find enjoyment in the fact that Goddess and Her Friends are enjoying the whole event.

The game of Twister ends, but the entertainment does not. The next event is for me to do a solo dance, since i like to wag my tail for Goddess, i am to dance to “wiggle wiggle”. i am no showman, but here i am with no choice but to humiliate myself. i do my best, dance around and shake my ass for everyone’s amusement. All the while i find myself wishing i had but an ounce of sit’s dance ability and creativity. Despite my poor efforts, Goddess seems to be enjoying it, and as a result i begin to enjoy humiliating myself. The more i serve Goddess Ezada the more i find that my enjoyment is based upon Her enjoyment. If Goddess is happy, i am happy; if Goddess is not, i am not. It is a simple equation, one can understand it intellectually, but understanding it emotionally is very different.

The entertainment is not yet finished, there is to be a dance off. The Mistresses are in two groups, each group select a playlist and have four slaves. The slaves are put into opposing pairs who have to face off against each other. i am first and give it my best, by now i am feeling a bit more relaxed and break out the sluttiest moves i can. i wiggle my slutty ass, shake my inflated boobs and blow kisses to Goddess. In truth, i had no idea what i was doing, i was just improvising as i went along and trying things is thought would amuse. The Mistresses seem to be amused, however, Mistress Ava’s pet opposing me does much better than i. The game continues, some slaves more comfortable than others and the Mistresses very much enjoying watching us humiliate ourselves for Their entertainment. i must admit i cannot now recall who was declared the winner, but the true winners were the Ladies.

After the entertainment is over Goddess retires to Her room to have a relaxing bath before bed. sit and i stay downstairs to assist with preparation and serving the other Ladies Their evening meal. It may seem the most mundane part of the weekend, but i truly enjoyed serving at meal times. Goddess has instructed me that she will send a message when sit and i are to go up to kiss Her feet goodnight. Not wanting to be one second late for this honour, i ensure i have my phone with me at all times while serving. Oh how hard it was not to be distracted by the wait. Eventually the message comes through, Goddess had enjoyed a long relaxing bath. sit and i go up to Goddess’ room and, with a tinge of sadness that it is our last evening, kiss Goddess’ feet and wish Her noapte buna. we venture back downstairs and begin organising things for the morning. It is with a little sadness that i go to sleep this evening as i reflect on the fact that i will be departing from Goddess in the morning. It is never easy to leave Goddess, whether it be for minutes, hours, days or months. At the same time i am also reflecting on what has been an amazing weekend. i go to sleep dreaming of my Owner as is the usual case, but my dreams are of much more recent events.

The next morning i kiss Goddess’ feet good morning for the final time, oh how i am missing that. The morning is quite busy, there is breakfast to be served and packing to be done. sit and i begin packing Goddess’ bags, but then sergiu suggests i go down to serve Goddess at breakfast. i treasure this final opportunity and, never did thank sergiu, i will rectify this now. Thank you sergiu.

The packing all done and breakfast over with, Goddess leads me back up to Her room. i kneel before Goddess as She removes my collar and tells me that though the collar is removed Her Ownership of me continues. It is a moment of mixed emotions, so intimate in many ways, but mixed with the sadness of leaving Goddess’ presence. Goddess beckons me to hug Her, a moment to truly treasure, to feel Goddess touch is nothing short of magical.

With the car packed i am given a lift to the train station, thanks to sit asking for me, i didn’t think Goddess would mind but did not want to be a burden. With sadness i kiss Goddess’ hand and wish Her goodbye, before wishing my new friends sergiu and sit goodbye. i walk to the waiting room to await the train and begin my long journey home.

So here i am, yet again a long journey ahead and plenty of time for thought. Emotionally i am feeling all over the place, still ecstatic at the wonderful weekend, but still not fully comprehending my emotions. Already i miss Goddess’ wonderful presence, Her aura. i spend the time constantly thinking back over the events of the weekend, amazed at the things that i have done and the ways Goddess has used me. i begin to make notes for writing the story of the weekend, but i struggle to focus, so much in flux are my thoughts. What surprises me is the one event which comes to my mind more than any other, the moment when Goddess marked me with Her champagne.

Eventually i arrive home, no longer serving Goddess in person, but still in Her service and never feeling more Owned. i worship Goddess Ezada Sinn, i belong to Her. With every step i take into submission, these words burn more brightly in my mind.

To end the story; Goddess, thank You for allowing me the honour of serving You, it was an amazing experience and meant more to me than i can find words for. i live to serve