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It is pitch dark. i can see nothing at all. There is nothing to do but sleep, yet sleep is impossible. i am locked in a small cage. The steel collar around my neck is attached to a short chain which is fixed to a hook at the top of the cage. The length of the chain prevents me from resting my head on the floor of the cage, so the only position of semi comfort is a modified waiting position, using my folded arms as a makeshift pillow. my wrists are manacled in heavy steel, connected by heavy steel chains to the shackles on my ankles.
Every time i succeed to drift into sleep, i am woken by a sharp tug on the steel collar as my head tries to find rest on the floor.

There is no escape into sleep from the total domination of Goddess Ezada. Her creative intelligence continually devises new ways to torture Her slaves, to break them totally and to re-programme their minds. Predicament bondage is Her speciality and always plays havoc with Her slaves’ minds.

She, the Goddess, is sleeping in the bed above my cage, less than a metre above Her tormented slave. Even as She sleeps in comfort and luxury, the simple torture She has designed continues to do its work on the aching body and tortured mind of Her slave.

Unable to sleep, in total darkness, aching with pain, my senses are enhanced and my thoughts intensified. i feel Her every movement above me. i hear Her breathing and occasionally sigh. i worship Her. i recite constantly the slave mantra to myself. i compose new oaths of submission and obedience to Her. She is my Owner. She is my Goddess. She has absolute power over me and over all Her many male slaves. i am Her prisoner and Her property. It is Her right to do with me whatever She wants. If my suffering and humiliation brings pleasure to Her, then i must suffer for Her. She must be obeyed. Her will must be done. O Goddess Ezada Sinn, Divine, All-Powerful Female Majesty, i am totally Yours. You own me in body, mind and soul. The sole purpose of my existence is to serve You and worship You. Use me, crush me, break me, whip me without mercy. Show me the truth and reality of Female Supremacy.
Such thoughts of submission and adoration course through my sleepless mind. She knows it. It is Her intent. She knows what She is doing to me. She knows that there is nothing I can do to resist Her or escape from Her. She is the Goddess. She demands everything, and what She demands is already Hers.

As my words of worship become more intense, my manhood is aroused within its chastity cage. Immediately i wince with pain as it impales itself on the spikes and my brief moment of pleasurable arousal is suppressed. Just as surely as if She had beaten it down Herself with Her single tail whip.
Suddenly my body is paralysed with pain, centred on my manhood. i cry out in agony. “slave, You have woken Me. You will suffer for that later. But now I want to hear Your worship out loud. Speak and do not stop. You know what will happen if you stop. i want to hear Your total submission and devotion to me. I am your only Goddess. I demand Your worship.”
With those words from high above me, another strong shock comes to my manhood. She has the remote control in Her hand, which with the smallest movement of Her fingers can send searing pain direct to the Ring of Obedience which is locked around my balls.

Instantly , I obey Her command. The words flow from me like a torrent. Words of deepest submission and devotion. Words of adoration.

O Supreme Goddess Ezada Sinn, i belong totally and completely to You. i worship the ground on which You walk. You own me body, mind and soul. i pledge to You my unconditional and lifelong submission. You are my only Goddess. You are She-Who-must-be-obeyed. i will obey Your every whim, instantly and without question. There will be no resistance, no defiance, only total  surrender to Your absolute power.
Rule me, dominate me, crush me, break me, whip me. my life belongs totally to You.

As i speak, i hear Her moans of pleasure at my worship. Truly, this Woman is a Goddess. She lives from the worship of Her males slaves. She is aroused by their adoration and their suffering. It is Her right.

i feel Her absolute power over me. All resistance is futile. my submission to the Goddess Ezada is the deepest and most complete i have ever known.