slave in chains

“i write these words with extreme difficulty on the command of my Owner, the Sublime Mistress Ezada Sinn. my hands are chained close together and linked on a short length of unforgiving steel chain to shackles which hold my ankles. my ass and my back are stinging from a whipping that She has just given me purely for Her own pleasure and amusement. i feel constantly the pressure on my cock (Her cock) from the chastity device in which She has locked me. Around my neck is the collar She has Herself fixed in place, and which bears a metal tag identifying me as Her property. The flesh above my cock bears since yesterday a tattoo which in five short words defines the new reality of my existence : “Property of Mistress Ezada Sinn”. A few moments ago as i knelt naked before Her, shivering with cold on the outside balcony, She reinforced Her total power over me by branding my helpless body with what will be a permanent mark of Her ownership of me.

i feel now so totally and completely possessed by this Goddess. She has absolute power and control over me. With the smallest movement of Her hand, Her foot, with a single word of command, a movement of Her eyes, She can give a command which i must obey instantly and without the slightest hesitation. She can at any time enforce Her Will with Her whip, but She does not need to. my obedience has become automatic, unthinking; i cannot do anything other than obey. I don’t know how She has brought me so fast to this completely servile and abject state. But it simply is so.

Now She has come back into the room and is relaxing on the sofa behind me as i sit on the floor typing these words. i feel Her presence behind me and my head is flooded with adoration and devotion. i feel an overwhelming compulsion to kneel at Her feet and to shower them with kisses of submission, as i have already done so often in the last 24 hours. It is where i now belong, at Her feet. i don’t want to be free again. It doesn’t matter any longer whether i have surrendered to Her of my own free will, with my last act of free will, or whether She has just taken my freedom against my rational will. i think i have given myself freely to Her, but the reality is that She could have enslaved me at any time of Her choosing. Because She can. She has that power. She knows me better than i know myself and can manipulate my mind at will. She can make me do anything She wants and make it seem to me to be what i want. But what i want has no more independent meaning. i want to please Her, i want to serve Her, i want to worship Her, i want to suffer for Her if that pleases Her. my will is now completely subordinated to Hers. i am becoming simply an extension of Her Will. Her pleasure, Her comfort, Her amusement, Her happiness, Her satisfaction, have become now also the purpose and meaning of my existence. She is my religion.

This Goddess (Mistress seems such an inadequate word to express my feelings of utter adoration of Her) radiates absolute Female Supremacy in a way which accepts no kind of contradiction or resistance. She demands my unconditional submission as Her natural and inalienable right. She has already taken it as Her own. i can do nothing whatsoever to resist or defy Her Superior Will. i must simply accept it as my new reality. Only She has the power to release me. Only She can decide.”