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The oath of lifelong submission

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i kneel before Your throne in total submission and surrender. i acknowledge Your absolute supremacy as a Woman and Your right to own and use male slaves for Your comfort, amusement and pleasure. You have collared me as Your property, Your prisoner and Your slave. You have locked me in chastity and are the sole key holder of my manhood.

You control my body, You dominate my mind, You rule my soul. Resistance to Your will is futile. Escape from Your absolute power is impossible. The ever-present threat of Your whip keeps me in a permanent state of fear and awe of You.

Therefore, Supreme Goddess Ezada, i bow to the inevitability of my total slavery to You. (lies flat, face down, arms and legs spread wide) Now, as a lie totally prostrate before Your Majesty, i pledge to You what is already Yours by the right of conquest and of Female Supremacy, and give You this my solemn and sacred oath, that

I will serve You alone (kiss boot),
that I will obey Your every command without hesitation or question (kiss boot), that i will worship only You as my Ruler and my Goddess (kiss boot).

i live and breathe only through Your mercy, and the sole purpose of my existence is to suffer and serve for Your pleasure.
This is my solemn and irrevocable oath of lifelong submission, from which You alone, my Goddess, can release me.
(slave turns onto his back in transverse doormat position and Goddess places one boot on his manhood and one boot on his face).

“My slave, i have taken Your submission and will use it as i alone choose. you are Mine alone, forever beneath My boots. Now You will clean the sole of My boot with Your tongue. Let me feel Your total submission. Clean, slave !!)

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The Slavehood of Roger – part 1

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After being finally accepted as the true chattel and slave of the supreme Mistress Ezada, my daily slave life settled into a routine of sorts. The essence of my servitude was exactly that, to serve my Stapana as a living Goddess. I was her slave, She owned me and could do with me as She wished.

There were three basic pillars of servitude on which my submission was based;

#1- Whipping. I was whipped on an almost daily basis, this was to discipline me for any minor infraction I had perpetrated either real or invented by My Stapana. It was also to remind me I was mere goods to Her and She could mark me as She wished, anytime day or night on a whim. I learned to love the lash, and now looked forward to receiving the stinging pain for Her and wore the red welt of Her whip on my skin with pride.

#2 – Chasity was the 2nd pillar of servitude I adhered to on a daily basis. My pubic hair area was now shaved, and I wore a locked chasity device over my flacid cock. The key My Goddess wore around Her neck as a constant reminder that She was the gatekeeper of my genitals. My male member and testicles belonged to Her now absolutely. She decided when I was allowed to cum, either to ejaculate in Her honour in a worship ritual or simply to milk me for health reasons. I was either allowed to quickly jerk off onto the toe of Her magnificent boot, or She would wank me expertly to the brink of release, stopping at the last moment, hence ruining the orgasm, but spilling my slave seed all the same. If time permitted She would peg me with one of Her many strapons, massaging my aching Slave prostate until I shot my load via anal massage. This was my favourite means of release as my slave cock wasn’t touched at all during the act. Needless to say I was required to ingest my own mess after any of these milking sessions, there was to be no sign of any man cum anywhere, floors, boot tips and other surfaces were to be licked spotless. These releases became less frequent as my training increased, with the emphasis now more on servitude NOT play. My balls were constantly full and swollen, my brain was in a femdom fog, every action controlled by my Stapana.

#3 – Boot worship. This became an increasingly important ritual between myself and my High Priestess. To simply be allowed to kneel before Her and run my slave tongue over Her magnificent boot cemented the heirarchy in Her Royal court. My rightful place was below and beneath Her, licking the dirt off the bottom of Her sole if permitted. These prolonged boot worship sessions strengthened my slave tongue, now hardly used to talk at all, but simply to lick and clean as ordered by my Stapana. After collapsing exhausted at Her feet after many hours of boot adoration my Goddess would let me recover, Her feet resting on my back, the slave as convenient footstool for Her glorious feet, but also reinforcing the fact that I was just an object in Her eyes, nothing more.

This evolution of the male chattel into human furniture under the boot of my Stapana, turned into many hours of experimentation as to the best use of the humble slave around the home. I was used as a human coat rack, a male book shelf, a man table holding coffee cups and saucers…. But inevitably it ended in a whipping for me as a lot of these positions were impractical and unsustainable.

Eventually my Mistress took to using my face as a human cushion, my face was now Her seat and was under Her ass for many hours as She read, or watched a movie or chatted to one of Her Domina friends on her mobile She would casually mention that She was at that moment Queening Her property under Her Royal ass, that he was the luckiest slave in the world to be allowed to be under there. As I was discussed as if I didnt exist as a person at all, She would shift Her weight so Her asshole was right on my mouth blocking any air I might breathe. Usually I would revel in the fact that my Stapanas divine asshole was on my servile mouth, but now I could barely breathe, as I thrashed about beneath Her i could hear them both laughing at my predicament my Stapana adding that I hadn’t been fed since yesterday and if I was very lucky I would be fed directly from her magnificent bottom. Unfortunately although I begged Her this did not happen, although occasionally and more frequently She pissed directly in my mouth, to quench my thirst but also do She didn’t have to get up to go to the bathroom, why should She? when She had Her own personal toilet right there…under Her ass .

I was fed mashed up food from a bowl at Her feet, I had to lick and feed from both Her feet in turn, or else She fed me like a dog, having to beg and then jump to catch the food, then licking her gloved hand clean.

As my Stapana controlled when and what I ate, She devised ever more devilish and ingenious ways of humiliating me. Her favourite was to order me to cook Her a nice nutritious meal. I would wait on Her, pouring Her wine and changing the cutlery, all the while chained, then forced to kneel at Her feet when not required. She would snap Her fingers and I would assume the ashtray position, slave mouth open to receive. ..,but instead of cigarette ash She would drip a mouthful of half chewed good from Her own mouth into my own. The humiliation was intense, She was telling me that I was only fit to receive Her half masticated food, the scraps from Her very mouth combined with her spit, but I ate it all as ordered, simply a vessel for Her waste, and I thanked Her for it, for keeping me Her property alive, so I could livecto serve Her for yet another day…
(to be continued)

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The Importance of Boot Worship in male slavery

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There are three fundamentals in the life of a male who aspires to be one of My collared slaves. The first is that he will be broken by My whip and must learn to love its kisses and the pain it brings him because they are a gift from Me. The second is that he will be permanently locked in chastity under My absolute control, so that all his sexual impulses are reprogrammed to serve Me rather than his own self-gratification. The third of this Holy Trinity of guiding principles for my slaves is the ritual of worshipping My boots.

Male submissives who have already learned unquestioning obedience to My whip and unresisting submission to My control over their manhood are already quite far along the path of complete re-programming as My slaves. But I demand much more, and I need to be able to measure their progress along the downward path into total slavery and the sacred ritual of worshipping My boots gives me the means to do just that.

I have decreed 10 separate steps which all male slaves must perform impeccably in order to fully please Me with their worship. Normally I demand that this ritual is performed by the slave from the waiting position before My throne, and begins on the command : “Worship My Boots, slave!”. But I can, and often do, give this command in other situations. It is My absolute right as a Goddess and Owner of male slaves

1. Kissing the Tip of My Boot

These are the first kisses of submission and devotion and tell Me much about the slave’s state of mind. Very slow, deliberate, respectful and reverent kisses are required, which convey to Me his total acceptance of My rule over him. he should show Me by his reverence that he is offering himself in total sacrifice to Me.

2. Kiss around the boot

The slave must kiss all the way round the upper part of My boot, from the Toe to the Heel on both sides.  This requires that he puts his head into some awkward and uncomfortable positions for him, especially if his hands are fixed behind his back whether by manacles or in mental bondage. In this latter case, I may assist his balance by pulling on his leash, which often produces a pleasing choking effect as he works to please Me with his submission. he must show me with these kisses that he will suffer to please Me, that his own comfort and pleasure are completely subordinated to My Will.

The kisses should increase in frequency and intensity as he works his way around the inside and outside of My Foot and back to the Toes.

 3. Lick the boot

The slave must now use his tongue to lick clean all the parts of My boot he has just kissed.  The meaning here is that I own every part of his body and I can command any part of it to serve Me.  I want to feel the slave’s tongue working to please Me through the leather of My Boot. This needs a great sacrificial effort to sustain for the cleaning of the whole Boot, and is therefore an important measure of the potential of a male slave.

 4. Kiss the heel

Now the slave must show his worship of the lower parts of My Boot and show first his reverence for My Heel. he knows that My Heel can at any time inflict severe pain on his more sensitive parts and he must therefore show Me that he has the greatest possible respect for it.

 5. Lick the heel

Having completed the kissing of My Heel the slave must now show deeper submission to its power by licking it clean. he must use long and powerful strokes of his tongue for this service, showing Me great self-sacrificial effort and totally ignoring his own discomfort.

 6. Suck the heel

This act has very deep significance. The slave must take My heel into his mouth and suck on it with a passionate devotion and submission which demonstrates to Me that he is mine to use in any way I may wish. he must serve and satisfy even My heel, the lowest extremity of My Boot. he surrenders himself to My Heel in the same way that he may, in a previous life long, long ago, have imagined a Woman serving his penis.

7. Suck the tip of the boot

This is a further extension of the heel sucking step, and has much the same significance, but with the advantage that the slave is now fully in view at My feet. I can look into his eyes as he sucks passionately and devotedly on the tip of My Boot. I can see and feel the completeness of his adoration of his Goddess, the dog-like devotion as he looks up at Me from his lowly place. I see the humiliation, the fear, the surrender in his face and i know that I own him totally.

8. Lick the soles

At this point a small movement of My foot brings the sole of My boot to his mouth and i  watch for his reaction. Will I have to give a command to lick it clean? Will it need a flick of My whip across his naked back to make it happen? Or will the slave automatically begin to clean the sole with the passionate self-debasement that I expect. Will he gag on the dirt and show reluctance to please Me? Or will he completely abandon all self-respect and give himself totally to the task of making the sole of My boot spotless. I always find it arousing to receive the abject homage of a slave’s tongue in this way and like to keep eye-contact with him as he performs his service. My collared slaves know that this stage of Boot worship must continue until i give the command to stop. i like to watch their eyes helplessly imploring Me to give that command, as their tongues become swollen and sore, but the more their eyes beg, the longer they must show Me their tongue worship.

9. Thanks

When at last I am satisfied with the submission of My slave to My boots, I give the command to stop and the exhausted slave must say a prayer of thanks to Me for granting him the privilege of worshipping My boots. I love to listen to these prayers from My slaves, as they humble themselves before Me, uttering vows of obedience and devotion. These are moments of great intimacy between My slaves and Me.

10. Waiting position

With a simple hand command, I order My slave back into the waiting position or, according to My whim, the doormat position at My feet. I place the boot he has worshipped on his head or his face and rest it there. The slave must lie motionless beneath My boot, contemplating his act of submission and worship, and taking into his head its deep meaning. he is My property, My prisoner. he belongs totally to Me alone. he has offered himself to Me in body, mind and soul, and I have taken complete ownership of him. I alone control him. I alone will decide what happens to him. he will know what it truly means to be one of My slaves.

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