Goddess Ezada Sinn tells Her slaves when She wants us to beg.
“Beg Me to hurt you.”
“Beg Me to whip you again.”
As Goddess Ezada’s slave i have begged on my own accord. “Goddess may i please, please, please cum?” Such a foolish slave i am.
Nowadays the begging that’s rolling around inside feels like a breast of different bred, 21 months of Goddess Ezada molding me. She’s exploited my weaknesses, firmly locked me up, teased my frailty, and denied me any personal orgasmic thrills. Goddess has left me wanting and weak, frustrated and sexual high stung.
Goddess Ezada pushes me to the brink of wicked wanting
So hard to breathe.
Impossible to focus
Embarrassed to admit the depth of my defeat.
Her control firmly cast over sit’s life.
The pit of my guts running wild
i beg to Worship Her.
i beg to Hear Her voice.
i beg to Heel at Her left thigh.
i beg to Obey Her every command.
i beg to Submit totally to Her will.
When begging turns into a constant craving,
One that never ends.
Constant cravings, Her claws have sunk deeply in.
you beg.
you beg so loudly
The lust you pine for
Just Her puppet by the end
you beg the Goddess Ezada Sinn
For some comfort
Yet Her will, it never bends.
Forget the act off cumming slave, it’s all but passed and dead.
you’ve come to the point of begging now
you’re fate is drained and bled.
When a slave finally arrives at the point of constant craving and willingness to beg, with everyday ripping up your insides, only the Goddess Ezada Sinn resting in your head. Have you fallen already or are you standing on a ledge, can you commit to what this actually means slave?
Are you willing to live in a place of total surrender to Her and Her will. To give Goddess Ezada, all the control She wants and deserves?
Is this constant begging a new found sign?
Have you’ve jumped already or just need to surrender to the next giant step inline?
For Goddess Ezada Sinn’s sit there is only one choice
i’m either already falling or i’m taking that step off the ledge right now.
The Goddess Ezada Sinn knows well my submissive triggers, She uses them against me continually. Upon leaving London, Goddess Ezada handed me a pair of Her worn shoes. Shoes that i have often kissed and worshipped. Shoes i’ve repeatedly placed upon and removed from Her feet. “you will take them home with you sit,” no further directive or instructions. Now, We/we both have the same length foot, so maybe i’m to further train sit’s arches in order to help break in Her other new yet uncomfortable shoes. Stapana does not need to suffer that pain, a slave should.
i am instructed to place the shoes on my desk whenever working for Her, basically all day and night, and use them in morning Altar image. Finally days later, four words arrive in a chat message … “Worship My shoes sit.”
OMG … i have been granted permission to hold them against my skin. To feel the metal studs sink into my face. To kiss and caress the leather. To reverently polish and lick the heel. To tongue bathe the scared sole and scratch my cheek with it’s scored bottom. Above all, Her slave can press its nose over the shoe’s tongue and deep inside the vamp. There i can inhale all the sweet musks and scents of Her divine feet.
sit’s heart races with the familiar fragrant scents and smells. Oh Goddess i can’t stop thinking about You. Her shoes actually propel me deeper into submission before Her. my longing to please Her tears at my insides. At weekly edging Stapana uses the shoes to Her maximum advantage.
Like magic, the shoes instantly transport me to the edge of orgasmic release. Her cock is completely flaccid, yet I am just one beat away from overstepping my bounds. Stapana has removed all cumming pleasure from my life, There are no ruined orgasms, there is NO cum release permitted in any fashion, except by Her hand. The shoes only heighten and intensify my submissive frustration.
Nowadays i walk around exhaling all the time. There is so much sexual tension built up inside me, that like a pressure cooker i’m constantly spurting off stream. Her shoes are just a perfect tool for Her to break me down even further. The high stiletto heel pound and tenderize Her property’s soul.
Control, it lies at the core of human life and society. For as long as humans have existed it has been the case. Some are in control, others are controlled. Each has a place in society. Goddess Ezada Sinn is definitely in control, She loves control. Goddess enjoys having control of every facet of Her slaves lives. What they eat, when they eat, how they eat, how they use the toilet. All these things and more will be controlled by their Goddess. Her beauty and charm make it effortless for Her to take over.
It was early in my training when Goddess began to take control, and it was as easy for Her as breathing. i had just started Goddess’ advanced training when Goddess told me i was no longer allowed to pee standing up. This is just the beginning of Goddess taking control of the most intimate and natural activities. At home or work having to sit down to pee does not present a problem, but imagine when one goes to a football match. All the cubicles are full (usually of people smoking), it is tempting to cheat, but Goddess’ command is firm in one’s mind. So, wait one must and venture into the smoke filled cubicle to sit down to pee as Goddess wishes.
Orgasm control……..this is one of Goddess’ most favourite things. Goddess will have as many orgasms as She wishes, the slave only when and how She wishes. One never knows how or when one will be permitted to orgasm. One thing is for certain, it will be nothing like before Goddess took control. Goddess likes to have Her slaves locked in chastity devices, but whether locked or not, the slave is not free to orgasm at will. If not in chastity one must exercise mental chastity. In some ways mental chastity can be harder than being locked, having the ability to touch oneself but not having permission can be torture. Goddess, of course, knows this and uses this to increase Her control over Her slaves.
Goddess will continue to find new ways to demonstrate Her control. you may be going about your day as normal when a message from Goddess appears. “Edge yourself for me”. This is sweet torture, finally having permission to touch oneself but knowing that no pleasure will come of it. To bring oneself to the edge of orgasm time and time again is a most frustrating experience. The desire to continue and cum is strong, but again, Goddess command is firm in one’s mind “do not cum”.
When one is permitted to orgasm, it will be how and when Goddess decides. In a way which will amuse Goddess. It may be humiliating or it may be painful. A message may come through “eat it”, and you will dutifully go ahead and carry out the humiliating task. Alternatively, you may find tabasco sauce being used in ways you never thought it would. Let me tell you, tabasco sauce hurts. It doesn’t matter how painful or humiliating, you will do it because Goddess wishes it.
Her slave’s diet will also be controlled by Goddess. A message from Goddess informed me i am now on a special diet. i am not fat, but Goddess wants perfection. Obeying Goddess’ command, i have no more sweets and more salads. Yes, Goddess is over 500 miles away, but cheating has never entered my mind. Goddess holds such control that doing anything but follow Her orders is not even considered.
It is not just through Her explicit commands which Goddess takes control, there is a level of implicit control. Serving Goddess changes one’s perspective, your own wants and needs seem unimportant. Your vanilla life becomes nothing more than a means to an end, the end being pleasing Goddess Ezada Sinn. The first thought in the morning and last thought at night will be of Goddess.
i wake up in the morning and the first thing i do is apply nipple clamps, i welcome the pain knowing that it is what Goddess wishes. In work, I carry on my job as normal, but always wondering if there is anything i can do to make Goddess smile. i create implements with which Goddess will be able inflict pain. It is a strange concept to make something knowing it will be used to bring one pain, but i do this to please Goddess. i send humiliating pictures and videos hoping they will amuse Goddess, dignity not important alongside Her beautiful smile.
So, here i am, a once free male who longer has any control. i belong to Goddess Ezada Sinn and i couldn’t be happier.
Blog entry written by My collared slave sit. I love My slave sit very much.
Gagged and hogtied, naked on the cold bathroom floor, the slave is happy to hear My and Lady Yna’s approaching footsteps. After a hard whipping, this is the second part of his punishment for not appreciating enough everything We do to him and give him, so maybe the time he spends in the bathroom will make him see things in a broader perspective. Now We have come to feed him Our leftovers, just because I hate throwing food away, and this could be a good way to teach this slave to appreciate what he’s getting. Because even though he will get to eat it from the the floor and from the toilet bowl – it is still more than this ungrateful piece of shit deserves, and We might just as well have not come to feed him. But We will teach him to show Us respect as he grovels at Our boots and uses his tongue and lips to slurp clean the white tiles and ivory toilet bowl in My bathroom before We dunk his head into the bowl and flush.
By far one of My favorite humiliation scenes I have ever done.
It’s the second day of the FemDom Retreat, and We, the Ladies, decided We want to enjoy both Our slaves and the exceptionally fine weather at the same time. When Mistresses Lilse von Hitte, Ava von Medisin, Devina and Me come out of the house, all dressed completely in latex and with Our big strap-on dildos ready for action, the slaves are waiting patiently in position, with their asses up, ready to be pounded. They are just meat for Our cocks, We just choose the ones We like and turn this whole thing into a real orgy: slaves being fucked up their asses, Mistresses enjoying it, and all this under the watchful eye of the “condom fairy”, always ready to serve a Mistress when She needs condoms, gloves or lube. Let’s see which slave will be able to better please his Mistress, which one is the biggest slut, and maybe he will get gang-banged by all of Us later.
Then it’s time for the best slut of Our outdoors strap-on orgy to receive her prize: she will have the honor of satisfying not just one cock, but all of Our cocks. We will put her on a sling and gangbang her until she just can’t get no more. Four cocks for this slut, taking turns to fuck her TS pussy deep and hard, just as she deserves it. From big to bigger, up to Mistress Ava von Medisin’s huge red strap-on that will make the slut moan in painful pleasure, while her hands and mouth are busy taking care of the other cocks. That’s what a good whore does – never leaves a cock unattended.
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.
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