My devotee, you have been waiting so long to physically worship Me, to actually serve Me, to show Me your deepest devotion. I am pleased with your submission, the way you spread My religion, the repetition of My mantra over and again at the altar, your purchase of all My video clips. So, as a reward, today will be your lucky day.
“Waiting position!.” I will grant you permission to worship My feet, the lowest part of my sacred body. “Doormat position” and stick your tongue out. Look at you, so completely addicted to My power, to My body, to My control. you have no free will at all, slave, just witness how you’ve become My bitch, doing whatever I want, whenever I want.
Now start jerking for Me, slave. Lying prostrate before Your Goddess, proving your addiction to Me in every minute of every hour of your life. Hungrily waiting for My tweets, always buying my newest clips, wanking only to Me, Your Goddess, My legs, My feet, and My sandals. you will cum for Me only when I allow, and you will lick your filth off My royal shoes and the sacred ground I walk upon. Because that is your place, My trusted devotee.
The only place you exist: below and underneath Me.
I made this clip as a gift for My devotee horstie-fm who won the picture caption contest I held at the beginning of this year. As he said multiple times on twitter, this clip helped him go even deeper into submission to Me, I decided to give all My devotees the chance to see it and be influenced by it. (No names are mentioned in the clip)
“Addiction and withdrawal, the two go hand in hand to enslave the victim. You see, i have a problem; but there are no support groups, no GEA (Goddess Ezada Anonymous). i am addicted to Goddess Ezada Sinn.
i feel my cravings intensely, as much as the need to breath. i crave Goddess’ presence, to hear Her voice, the warmth of Her smile. Watching Her clips helps, but it is not like the real thing. Like any aid to quitting an addiction, the relief is temporary. To quit entirely needs the desire to quit, i have no desire to quit my addiction. It has taken just 6 days in Her presence to make me hopelessly addicted. Goddess knows full well the effect She has, Goddess always knows. i remember Goddess telling me on O/our first meeting that She tends to create addiction. How true those words were.
So beware, dear reader, enter Goddess’ realm with caution. Once you enter you will never leave. You will enslave yourself.
I heard about Alexandra Snow for the first time several years ago from a client of Mine who used to perform online tasks for Her. Checking Her website I was impressed by Her female supremacy philosophy, beauty and dominant aura. Now, that I met her in person I can add awesome personality to this list.
Last week I had the pleasure to have Alexandra Snow as My guest, in Germany (Dusseldorf). hubby, My personal slave, had the incredible luck to serve Us both for a week, and even had the chance to sleep at Our feet for 2 nights.
We visited the city, went shopping and, of course abused some fortunate slaves on camera. In the following months hot clips featuring Me and Goddess Alexandra Snow will be published on Our stores.
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
The second morning serving Goddess Ezada begins in a similar way to the first, with a kiss of Goddess feet. It is no less special the second morning, i could never tire of kissing Goddess’ feet. After greeting Goddess and gathering our chosen clothes, sit and i head to the kitchen to help out with breakfast preparation. Today will bring some new first for this little pink poodle.
This morning’s breakfast is a champagne breakfast served by the hot tub. All the slaves are busy bustling around ensuring the Ladies are satisfied. Goddess seems to enjoy having either sit or i nearby, our nipples nearby and accessible to be teased and tortured. we were truly blessed to be allowed to serve the beautiful Ladies as they relaxed in the hot tub.
Later in the morning it is time for Goddess to use and train Her poodle. Goddess has decided there will be a few more firsts. As Goddess’ slave one has to accept that one is Her property to do with as She pleases. Goddess likes to lend Her property to Her friends and is pleased to see it perform for Them. To advance this side of my training, Goddess has decided i will be serving Her friend Lady Yna as well as my Owner. i really enjoyed meeting Lady Yna, She is very pretty and i liked Her a lot.
The first training session is something i was not looking forward to. Goddess has informed me that i am to be trained as a human ashtray for Her and Lady Yna. i am not, and never have been, a smoker. The taste of cigarettes is something i rather dislike, however, this is what Goddess wants so there is nothing else to do but try my best to please Goddess Ezada and Lady Yna. i kneel between Goddess and Lady Yna in ashtray position, making my mouth as accessible for them as possible. As the ashes are dropped into my mouth i gag, the taste getting to me. i try my best not to, but it is an involuntary action. Goddess and Lady Yna laugh at and mock me. As the session goes on i find it no easier, my eyes begin to water and sometimes i am even gagging at the expectation of the ashes. Nevertheless i persevere, in truth i had no choice because Goddess had decided this was happening, but i also wanted to do it to please Her and Her friend. At the end Goddess and Lady Yna stub out the cigarettes on the floor (they are very generous in not using my mouth for this as it is my first time) and i have to pick the butts up with my mouth to transfer them to the bin. i think this was the hardest session i had, others may have hurt more, but i would say this was the biggest struggle. This is the truth one must face if one is to belong to Goddess Ezada Sinn, one must do things which one truly abhors in the knowledge that it will make Her happy. It is the sacrifice of the slave’s dignity that proves to Goddess how much the slave loves Her.
For the next session i am to learn how to worship Lady Yna’s boots, i know many on reading that would feel this is a nice task. Of course there is a twist, while I focus on worshipping Lady Yna’s boots, Goddess will be whipping me with the single tail whip. Until one experiences it, it is impossible to appreciate how hard it is to focus on something while being whipped. i’m sure we all think we have an understanding that it is difficult, but the reality is very different. When one is just being whipped one is able to focus on coping with the pain, but when one’s focus is on a task the pain is felt more keenly. Lady Yna instructs me, i lick Her boots slowly and as hard as i can as She directs. Suddenly my ass is on fire as the whip lands. The whip strikes continue landing, i attempt to block out the pain and focus on my task at hand. Worshipping Lady Yna’s boots is all that matters right now, the pain must be endured. i follow Lady Yna’s instructions to the best of my ability, but still the whip lands; not for punishment, just for Goddess’ pleasure. As the whipping continues tears come to my eyes, but still i must focus on my task. Only Lady Yna’s intructions matter, lick slowly. The pain must be endured, it cannot affect my task. The whipping Goddess gave me felt very hard, i know now that it was, but still not full force. That is yet to come, and it will, it is inevitable. Eventually the session is at an end and i practically collapse. Both Goddess and Lady Yna seem happy, that is all that matters. This is my place, as it the place of all slaves, to suffer for Their pleasure.
The whipping session was intense but my ordeal is not yet over, Goddess has something else in store for sit and i. we are lucky enough to be allowed the opportunity for a release, but slave releases come at a price. Lady Yna has a little gift for us some wild “flowers” or nettles as they are more commonly known. sit and i will have to cum while being wanked with stinging nettles, oh what a devilish trial this is. It begins with Lady Yna teasing me and Goddess Ezada teasing sit. It is quite difficult to explain the sensations one is going through when a beautiful Woman is stroking one’s cock with a bunch of stinging nettles. It also seems rather strange now typing that sentence. The Mistresses are most amused by our plight and also mock and humiliate us for our small size. As Goddess’ (my) cock is stroked i am feeling aroused but the stinging sensation prevents orgasm. Nettles are also placed into the crevice of our backside, ensuring this is also most uncomfortable. Goddess’ (our) cocks are also whipped with the nettles, this really ensures we are properly covered by the stinging sensations. Goddess and Lady Yna switch and it is my turn for Goddess’ attention. we reach the count-down to cum, when Goddess reaches 0 then we are to cum. Neither us are able to, the nettle stinging keeping us away from the edge. The torment continues and we are given another chance. This time with our faces against Goddess’ beautiful ass, with this inspiration i manage to overcome the discomfort of the nettles and cum. After the bliss of release all that is left is discomfort, such is a slave’s lot. Goddess Ezada and Lady Yna appear to have enjoyed this very much. This being the final session i am able to have a breather, it has been a very intense morning. Despite the pain, discomfort and humiliation, i am happy as i have been able to please my Owner and Lady Yna.
Through the weekend there were many points which deepened my submission to and worship of Goddess Ezada. There are, however, three which stand out in particular. The first one is taking Goddess’ big black cock, once one has been fucked by a Dominant Woman with a strap-on there is no going back. you are Her bitch now. The second was a moment when Goddess was rather sweaty and She instructed me to lick Her armpits clean. There aren’t many things that can indicate one’s role than cleaning one’s Owner’s sweat, it is at the same time degrading and intimate. At that moment i felt closer to Goddess Ezada. If a few months ago i had been told that i would look back fondly on licking anyone’s armpits clean i doubt i would have believed it. And yet, here i am doing just that. The third one that stands out happened later in the day after the nettle ordeal.
sit and i are still feeling rather uncomfortable after the nettles, Goddess has an idea. i am ordered to follow Her into the bathroom. i lie down in the bathtub while Goddess stands astride one foot on each side of tub so i am looking straight up at Her. At this point i felt very small and humble. i am sure the reader has a good idea what Goddess has planned. Goddess wants to help Her little poodle of course, and if urine works for jellyfish stings, maybe it will work for nettle stings. And so Goddess pees all around the affected area, i can smell it, it splashes towards my face. Goddess says “mine” as She marks Her property and once finished i am told to lean up and kiss Her sanctum. i don’t think i have ever felt so submissive and owned than at that point, i loved it. It still surprises me that this is one of the moments that i look back on most fondly, but it is most certainly the case.
After afternoon tea has been served to the Ladies, there is to be some entertainment. Lucky for us it is provided by sergiu, sit and i. sit has put together a routine involving Goddess’ slave positions. sergiu truly hates this idea, however, Goddess wishes for it so he does it. The routine goes well, largely down to sit, i merely follow what he does with a little improvisation along the way. Later in the day the routine is repeated with some additional elements so that Goddess can film it, the second time was a little better and even sergiu seemed to enjoy it more.
The evening would bring a new slant on a popular family game and some other rather interesting entertainment. But we will save that for the next chapter………
My weekend back under Goddess Ezada’s total control begins with the seemingly simple act of closing a padlock. It is, in fact, highly symbolic, the collar will not be removed until Goddess Ezada decides. Goddess is escorted by Her husband and personal slave sergiu and another of Her personal slaves, sit. It is the first time of meeting either of them, it is clear they are well trained by Goddess Ezada and over the weekend i do my best to observe and learn from them; to become a better slave for Goddess Ezada.
i will take this opportunity to apologise to the reader if events are not always in the order in which they occurred. So much happened over the weekend that some events have blurred a little.
As everyone is arriving i am able to meet Mistress Lilse and Mistress Devina again (whom i had the pleasure of meeting at Hoxton) and Lady Yna for the first time. The first evening is a relatively laid back affair, at least for the Ladies, slaves don’t get rest. All slaves must work for the house as well as serving Their Mistress, so we all set to work serving dinner for the Ladies. Once dinner is finished it is the slave’s job to entertain the Mistresses. sit and i are given a spanking with a crop, not for punishment, just for Goddess Ezada’s entertainment. My ass is stinging, but this is a mere warm up for the rest of the weekend.
The whole time serving Goddess Ezada the slave is constantly reminded of it’s place. Everything is controlled by Goddess, i am only to wear what Goddess says, mainly pink or nothing. Drinking anything other than water or eating without permission is expressly forbidden. There were times when i wished for a cup of tea or a Coca Cola, but i wasn’t going to ask, just wait patiently to be allowed.
The evening draws to a close, sit and i kiss Goddess’ feet to say goodnight before retiring for the evening. The next day would bring some much more interesting events……..
……..As the morning begins sit and i kiss Goddess Ezada’s feet and wish Her good morning before setting to serving breakfast. Today sit and i are to dress in matching outfits, me in my pink spandex poodle outfit and pink tutu, sit in a purple spandex suit and white tutu. After breakfast Goddess decides She wants to test sit and i in the slave positions. This would be my debut in Goddess’ clips, Goddess would command us to get into a position; the one who is slowest would earn 10 whiplashes (you can watch Goddess have fun in this clip EzadaSinn.com/15645628). This is a devilish game, i don’t want to earn sit any whiplashes, but i don’t want to displease Goddess and i want to avoid whiplashes myself; oh the dilemma. The only thing to do is do my best and live with the consequences, this is often the only choice in a slave’s life. One moment in particular stands out for me, i am laid down in doormat position when Goddess stands astride me and lowers herself onto my face. i love being beneath Goddess Ezada’s beautiful ass. By the end of the game i have earned 40 whiplashes and sit has earned 70, but Goddess is happy and that is all that matters.
Lunch is next and all the slaves busy themselves serving the Mistresses. Over lunch Goddess tells the other Mistresses how bananas are used in my training, i blush as i explain to Mistress Ava what i have to do with bananas. We will come back to this later in the day. After lunch is finished, sit and i are instructed to stretch ourselves. we go to Goddess’ room, i insert the largest plug and sit inserts an inflatable plug. Once fitted we return to assist in clearing up.
i am in the kitchen when i hear the noise of heels coming closer. Looking out the door i see something which makes my heart jump out of my chest; Goddess Ezada in a black latex catsuit and Her big black cock. i have seen Goddess Ezada wearing latex in pictures and clips, but to see it in real life is something else; Goddess looks just incredible. i am ordered to follow, i cannot help but get aroused at the sight of Goddess Ezada in Her outfit (despite the pink chastity), i feel like i’m ready to be taken by Goddess right now. Outside the Mistresses discuss how the scene will be played out, it is to be a gang bang; four Mistresses and four slaves assisted by the condom fairy (you can see the action in this clip EzadaSinn.com/15678142). This will be my first time taking Goddess Ezada’s big black cock and i am anxious for it to start. Goddess orders me to go remove the plug and clean myself up ready.
Returning to the garden, i am ordered to join other slaves in the line up. Four arses bent over the table waiting to be used. The Mistresses discuss which slave they want, i hear Goddess say “I will have the pink one”. i’m so excited, i wiggle my tail which amuses Goddess Ezada and earns me a slap on my butt. As Goddess begins to insert Her cock i am glad i have been training my ass; my ass is able to stretch around the cock, but this is much longer than anything i have ever had inserted (i’m sure i will be introduced to bigger in the future). Goddess goes slowly at first, as i accommodate Her cock. It feels like the cock is going to come out of my mouth, but i love the full feeling. Bent over and impaled on a strap-on by a beautiful Dominant Woman is an incredible feeling; once you’ve been used in this way there is no going back, no doubting who is in charge. Goddess starts going deeper and harder; and i love it and start pushing back onto Her cock desperate for more. “wiggle your tail” Goddess orders, i shake my ass for Her amusement, extremely difficult with a huge cock stuffed up there. Goddess grabs my upper body so that my back is against Her breasts, this allows easy access to the pegs on my nipples. Goddess tortures my nipples (which i find very arousing) while fucking me hard. The next position is with Goddess sat down while i bounce up and down on Her big cock. It must have been most amusing to watch, four slaves bouncing up and down in their Mistresses laps. As the end of the scene draws to a close the Mistresses vote on who won the slut competition, the winner gets gang banged by all four Mistresses. i must admit to being disappointed at not winning, but Mistress Ava’s pet deservedly won the big prize.
Once we are all cleaned up it’s time to prepare and serve dinner. All the Mistresses agreed that the cook had done a fantastic job on the food, but of course They were also looking for any excuse to give him a whipping. Unfortunately (or perhaps not) he gives Them an excuse, the punishments would be given out that evening. The dinner is going well until disaster befalls as i try to be too clever. Clearing up i pick up the platter with crackers on, instead of taking that away i decide to try and pick up something else. The platter slips in my hand and the crackers fall all over Mistress Devina and the floor. i am devastated, a high protocol event and i have let my Owner down. i pick up the crackers and try to carry on serving as best i can but my mind is on only one thing. i know punishment will be coming, but that is not what bothers me, all i am thinking of is Goddess’ disappointment in me. When serving Goddess Ezada service should be exemplary, and this was not.
In the evening we gather in the living room, the room where punishment and entertainment will be carried out. i kneel before Goddess Ezada, my mind on only one thing, failing my Goddess. i feel tears welling in my eyes. It is difficult to explain if one has not been in this situation; emotions run very high, one is trying so hard and so desperately wants to please one’s Owner that when something goes wrong it can feel like the end of the world. Goddess speaks to me, telling me i will be punished. At this point i break down and cry, not because of the punishment, but my failure of my Owner. i should perform perfectly for Her and i have not, i fear Her disappointment far more than Her whips. Goddess tries to calm me, explaining that She is not upset but that i must be punished so that i will learn. i am sentenced to 90 whiplashes, 40 from the position test in the morning and 50 for the accident. It is what i deserve. sit has also earned punishment, 150 whiplashes, i am not sure what for as i was lost in my world of disappointment at the time.
It is my time to be punished, it will be a dragon whip, something i have never experienced before. i bend over so Goddess has access and the whiplashes begin. The dragon whip feels very different to any whip i have felt so far, it is like a long piece of flat leather. As the lashes land it is like an extremely hard slap which leaves the body stinging. The blows continue to land, there doesn’t seem to be any break in between, they just land and land. i take them as best i can, i deserve them after all. By the end of the 90 my ass and back are stinging and i have some beautiful marks, but i have taken the punishment i earned. However the feeling that i let Goddess down is still there, i never want to feel that again.
Once all the punishments are meted out, the slaves have to entertain the Mistresses. First sit has to dance for Them, sit is an excellent dancer and amazing at improvising. After sit, i am told it is my turn. Panic, i am no dancer, how am i supposed to follow that? i improvise as best i can, trying some slutty moves i think will amuse. i’m sure i was any good, but the Mistresses seem amused which is all that counts. At the end Mistress Ava has an idea and returns with a banana. i am to demonstrate my training. i slowly take the whole banana in my mouth, much to the amusement of everyone in the room. While the entertainment continues, sit and i massage Goddess’ feet. i do my best to learn from sit, but i still have a way to go. In the end Goddess seems happy, so that is all that counts.
The evening entertainment eventually draws to a close, sit and i kiss Goddess’ feet and wish Her goodnight before retiring for the evening. The next day would bring more firsts, and the moment when i feel more submissive than i have ever felt in my life………….
It is a little over a month since Her poodle first served Goddess Ezada and i am dreaming of the next. Unexpectedly Goddess contacts me and asks about my availability in May, as Goddess would like me to come to the FemDom Retreat. This catches me totally by surprise, i certainly didn’t expect to be asked so soon and to such an event. It makes me so happy that Goddess wants me to be there.
As the day draws nearer i am excited by the thought of serving Goddess again, yet i am unsure also. It is bad enough if i let down Goddess in any situation, but at a high protocol event such as this? Inevitably there is some doubt, i do not know if i will serve adequately, but Goddess’ faith in me spurs me on. Packing for the day of the journey, Goddess tells me to pack all Her favourite outfits, inevitably my case ends up looking rather pink.
The train journey to the event location is a long one, allowing plenty of time for contemplating what’s in store. i am travelling to meet Goddess Ezada at a high protocol event, this is a first for this poodle, just one of many this weekend. i am feeling nervous, but for different reasons to the first time serving Goddess. There is no doubting the excitement this poodle feels to see Goddess Ezada again, but what will Goddess train Her poodle this time? i know i will see more of Goddess’ whips, this much is inevitable, but what else will i learn? i am also very certain to be seeing something of one of Her strap-ons. Perhaps the most nerve wracking thing though, just what i will be willing to do to please my beautiful Owner.
The journey seems to go on for ever, i am impatient to be there kneeling in front of Goddess Ezada. i pass the time by following twitter and the messages with Goddess Ezada, but nothing makes the journey any quicker. Just one hour from Norwich and the butterflies start, i can’t wait to see Goddess again but what will happen? i am desperate not to let Goddess down. As i get closer the nervousness goes away, overcome by the excitement of seeing Goddess Ezada again. i do not think it is possible to put into words what it is like to be in Goddess’ presence, it has to be experienced. Goddess has an aura around Her which draws you in, meaning all you want to do is be around Her, no matter what that means.
i finally arrive at the location of the FemDom Retreat, it is a beautiful house and a wonderful location. Nervously i approach the door where i am greeted first by Mistress Isabella and then Mistress Ava. i will take this opportunity to thank Them both and all the Ladies for the honour of serving them and Mistress Ava for arranging such a wonderful event. They send someone to let Goddess know i am here and i wait. i am anxious to see Goddess again, but after 2 months a little more waiting isn’t a problem. i wait patiently, and after half an hour am taken to Goddess’ room. Entering the room i am greeted by Goddess, Her beauty takes makes my heart leap as always. Goddess orders me into collaring position and lays a lockable collar on Her lap. The collar is placed around my neck and Goddess closes the padlock and i couldn’t be happier. Back where i always want to be, under Goddess Ezada’s control.
At the beginning of June I have visited again, after almost 7 years, the wonderful castle of the OWK, in Czech Republic. I have been there together with My good friend, Lady Yna, 3 of My collared slaves and 2 other lucky slaves who offered themselves to be Our servants for the weekend.
It was a dream come true to be there again, in the land of female supremacy.
Some of the moments We used and abused Our slaves there have been caught on camera and you will be able to see the clips in the following months on My clip store, House of Sinn clip store and of course, Dominity site. Until then you can see the fun we had in these pictures.
After the first pictures from OWK were published many friends and acquaintances contacted Me to ask Me about OWK. Is it still open? To help end up the numerous rumors about the OWK, here are the true news about it.
OWK castle is still there and nothing changed (the estate is as beautiful as it was, all equipment is ready to be used by Dominant mean ladies). Queen Patricia is the Owner of the place and She was there, together with Her slaves (same slaves as 7 years ago), greeting Me and My friend Yna.
From what I know, OWK is at the moment open only for filming/photo sessions (for Dominity website) but a new project will be launched soon: Womania Empire. You can read more about it on their website. It’s an interesting project and I believe it should be supported by all female supremacy believers. I know I will.
Mistress Lilse and I are enjoying the lovely weather of the Norfolk countryside at the Spring FemDomme Retreat just a few days past, making use of Our slaves in the manner fitting their status as 24/7 servants.
Starting with the spring mud on Our boots and adding the intense worship of their true love and adoration, their tongues move to please and clean, their lips place loving kisses on the boots that rule their lives, minds and bodies. They are even able to count the worshiping touches in Our native tongue (Romanian), amusing Us with their peculiar pronunciation. Just another day of Female Supremacy at an event that caters to every desire of the dominant Goddesses, one step closer to the world as it should be: a never ending queendom of Female Supremacy.
“A wise slave learns to never assume, at best we react only to Goddess Ezada Sinn’s wishes and desires, Stapana’s directives and cravings. She is the only One who defines the path slaves ultimately must choose to follow and obey.
Stapana Ezada extends to us the portage of slavery and the ones who worship Her remain totally at the mercy and directive of Her whim. Yes, i fear Her whip, Her wrath when i fail, Her use of long term orgasm control and chastity, and i utterly fear displeasing Her to a point where i am dismissed forever. Still, the more robust my obedience, the absolute my surrender, and capitulation to Her will, oh those actions boil forth outright consummate euphoria within my slave heart and soul.
In Her presence as morning begins, crawling to Her feet with coffee in hand, my eyes remain focused downward. Being allowed to greet such a human Goddess by placing a reverent kiss on the tender arch of each foot and then caressing Her sole with the skin of my facial cheek, pure heaven. What was once a dream is now transformed into a solemn daily ritual to start each day. I legitimately question if slaves are allowed to scream for joy in front of their Owners, or does the story of my jubilation adequately seep out from my eyes to Hers?
Stapana’s big toe astutely hooks my slave collar, plugging me closer till Her finger gains full control over my tilted neck. i am jerked within inches of Her lips, and the stream from Her balmy breath moistens the thick air between us. “Good morning sit,” audibly coats my eyes causing them to solidly shut tight. my hunger to scream impossible, as i’m incapable of any immediate breath. With just three words, Goddess has sliced open and exposed the submissive weakness of my soul. The power of my male will is again raped and stripped barren.
However in moments soon to be, i kneel in waiting position before Stapana in the presence of Her dear friend Mistress Evilyne. Goddess is holding in Her hands a contract, an Ownership Contact that She is offering to me. Our deeds and actions showcase purpose and goal, but for human kind it is the written contract, one sealed by signature, which remains a finalized and cast in stone agreement. The weight and reality of this moment stun. i feel suspended off the floor, not connected to my feet given the gravity of what She is extending to me. Seconds in time become frozen as She drops the multi page document to the ground just inches in front of my bowed head.
“Slave I want you to read the Ownership Contact out loud so Mistress Evilyne can bare witness. She understands the importance of ownership and what a contact such as this ultimately means.” The name Stapana has bestowed upon me is penned in thick black, it is the only name that matters to Her from here forward. The topic points are magnified in bold font style. The definitions of each are explained in clarifying directness.
Stapana codifies who We/we are, the purpose of the contact and most importantly the Symbols of Ownership She has placed on me. The outward symbols that reflect Her control and my chosen lifestyle to belong exclusively to Her and Her alone. my Duties of Servitude, my Expenditures, my Allowance, my Exclusions are all listed. This contact is formed in such a manner that Goddess can easily modify any of the points She wishes. Stapana makes it very clear that She will modify the contract over time to fit Her liking.
The section entitled Obligations is laden with 13 heavily worded definitions. The first is about Her obligations, the remaining twelve begin in kind: slave hereby acknowledges; slave shall address; slave shall be; respect includes; slave shall not; slave shall remain; slave shall pay full attention; slave shall sit, stand, walk, kneel, and lie where and when; slave shall not remove; slave shall dress as; friends and relative of Owner will be; respect and obedience are the two most important; failure will be punished.
However within one definition lays a weakness that will trap me in my duties and lead to pain. my command of the Romanian language is nil to the point of being absurd. The simple pronunciation of “Stapana” will highlight my faults and short comings. The strike of Her signal whip rains down on my backside with dissatisfied impatience. Goddess Ezada is more than unhappy with me, and i cannot correct my mistake given chances by both Her and Mistress Evilyne. Fifty whip lashes shall be administered while i am still tasked with the job of plainly reading the remaining contract points for Mistress Evilyne.
This whip is new, unbroken, its marks not pitted from the cracker but instead the stiff leather sows long red solid welts from the yet rigid shaft of the whip maker’s 16 plait weave. The whip does not need to crack to inflict pain, it slices the air more like an arrow breaking wind as it flies past. Her repeated lashes speed up the cadence at which sit speaks. At times my words become garbled, impossible to understand. Time and time again Goddess Ezada and Mistress Evilyne pull me back on task, while the whip, over and over dive me off onto the submissive ditch of the road.
my eyes are streaming tears when i’ve finished the final thirteenth point. Stapana and i pen Our/our names in heavy felt tip black, yet She is still obsessed with the need of redder ink to secure my signature. Goddess will extract my DNA, my blood to seal my mark. With eight final full strength whip lashes, my backside skin splays wide open and She harvests slave blood to complete the signing.
The contact pages are tossed freely to the floor and Goddess retorts in full vibrato to “Kiss My name slave.” In all my slave years i’ve kissed images of, shown respect for a Ladies whip, Her shoe, Her boots, Her cock, Her garment, the ground She walks on, and Her hand. Yet never have i been commanded to kiss the signature of Her name.
This mere act burns indelible into my psyche. The words have been written, the signatures attached, my life-force extracted, and the solemn act of an Ownership Contact, enforceable and in place. Every time i bow in the flesh before The One who owns me, i am pulled intensely by Her acts. Willingly and unexpectedly seduced to even deeper levels of submission that can only lead to one concrete destination. Total slavery under the Goddess Ezada Sinn. Maybe there is a chance that my life, a life of a slave will find true purpose. Yes, i am blessed and there are signed words which help reminds me of that joyous fact. That i am the realized and bound property of the One who contractually owns me.
Stapana mea, the Goddess Ezada Sinn.”
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