A toilet for Goddess Ezada
At the end of the FemDom Retreat, my Owner asked me what my favourite moment had been. i told Her it was the latex play in the pool. However, as i look back now there is one thing which stands out more. It happened after some latex play in the pool.
W/we were in the gardens of the beautiful house in which the FemDom Retreat was taking place, taking a walk. i was dressed head to toe in shiny pink latex, Goddess was looking amazing dressed in a latex military leotard. W/we stop and i am ordered into doormat position, i am not sure why, but have an idea. Any doubts are erased as Goddess tells me in no uncertain terms; She needs to use the toilet, but it is too far to the house, so She will use me. There i am lying on the grass looking up at my Owner waiting to be used as Her toilet.
i am ordered to close my eyes; i may be about to drink what comes from Her divine sanctum, but that does not mean i will be allowed to see Her divine sanctum. i fell the warmth on my latex body, then Goddess directs the flow towards my face and i am ordered to open my mouth. The first mouth full takes me by surprise, i know it was expected but still….. i drink Goddess’ divine champagne, it is warm, i cherish it because of the divine source. i am lying on the floor, drinking my Owner’s pee, and i am happy. It is not so long ago that i never thought this would be possible, that i would find such a concept unthinkable.
i don’t think i have ever felt Goddess’ Ownership more than at that moment.