mantra of slave d

Supreme Goddess Ezada Sinn, You are my only Goddess. You own me in body, mind and soul. You have absolute power over me. One word of command from You brings me instantly to my knees in submission and obedience. Wherever i am, whatever i am doing, i am always Your slave. To serve and to worship You is the meaning and purpose of my life. To suffer for Your pleasure is my reason to live.

To be denied the chance to kneel before You, to lie prostrate in submission before Your Majesty, to be able to recite the Mantra of Devotion out loud in Your presence, to feel the sting of Your whip as You take lustful pleasure from my suffering, to take again the divine communion of Your champagne, to feel the weight of Your boot on my face and to lick clean Your soles in total and abject surrender.
my Goddess, it is devastating for Your slave to have come so close to serving and worshipping You in person again, and then to be denied.
But i know that this is what it means to be one of Your male slaves. You know that i am completely under Your power, that You can re-activate me at any moment by a single command. It can come by email, phone, whatsapp, SMS. The effect is always instant. Your training and re-programming of my slave mind makes it pointless to resist. When You, the One Goddess, summon me, i must obey. i can do no other.
For what am i in the face of Your beauty, Your superior intellect, Your endless creativity in humbling and enslaving the inferior male? i am nothing except Your property, Your prisoner, Your slave. Born to be owned by You. Born to be ruled by You. Born to suffer for You. Born to worship You.

O Supreme Goddess Ezada, my morning worship today has been much longer and more deeply devoted than normal. Today will be so empty of purpose now. i think only of tonight, when i could have been beneath Your boots, but instead will just be worshipping You from afar.

Supreme Goddess Ezada Sinn, i worship You alone, i belong to You alone. my place is beneath Your feet, serving You, obeying You, suffering to please You. i am totally at Your mercy.
my Goddess, it is 30 days since my chastity device was changed to a steel one. Every night i sleep in the steel collar as ordered by You. i lock it during my evening worship, and in the morning unlock it only after kneeling before Your image, looking up into Your penetrating eyes, and renewing my solemn oath of lifelong submission to You. Your power over me and over all Your male slaves is truly awesome. Truly You are a Goddess.

i must report that after 30 days confined in its new and very small steel cage, Your property has become chafed and quite painfully sore. i most humbly request, Supreme Majesty, Your gracious permission to remove it for a few days to recover.
Please consider mercifully Your slave’s plea.
Of course, i know that i am at all times bound by my Chastity Contract to You, and will faithfully and obediently honour its terms. Your property will never be touched except with Your permission.

 

O Goddess Ezada Sinn
i lie prostrate before Your throne, the helpless prisoner of Your Divine Female Majesty. There is no escape from Your absolute power. There is no escape from the rule of Your whip. Your Word is Law. You are She-Who-must-be-worshipped. You are She-who-must-be-obeyed. You are the One Goddess.
Your collar and Your chastity device keep me always in submission and devotion, worshipping You from afar, waiting humbly and devotedly for Your summons. Under Your rule, i am learning every day more about the reality of Absolute Female Supremacy. Your Beauty, Your Intelligence, Your Power penetrate all parts of my existence, keeping me always enslaved.
Submission to You is for ever. Surrender to You is irrevocable.
Use Your slave, Goddess. It is Your right. i am born to suffer for You.

 

my Goddess, my Owner, my Ruler,
i feel so helpless under Your total control. i feel crushed beneath Your boots, inside my head, in my dreams, i am lying beneath them, devotedly licking clean their soles and sucking on Your heels. Submission to You is the most natural and inevitable condition. To resist or to defy is to deny reality. Your Supremacy IS reality.
i yearn to serve You again, to worship before Your throne, to look up into Your eyes again as i pledge my life-long obedience and slavery to You. i long to feel again the kiss of Your whip, to feel its power. i long to kneel at Your side, locked into the humiliator gag, concentrating my whole being on holding Your wine glass at Your convenience, fighting against the pain and the tiredness to serve and please You. Yet totally ignored and taken for granted. Just a slave, an object, existing only to suffer for YOUR pleasure.
It is Your right as a Goddess. All power is with YOU

 

my Goddess,
humble and devoted greetings from Your property ES795414c. i worship You alone, i belong to You alone. Your power over me is absolute, irresistible.
i submit my report that Your last orders to me are being followed every day, and Your laws rule my daily life. Every night lock the steel collar around my neck, kneel in submission before Your image, and recite the Mantra and solemn oath of lifelong obedience to You. During this act of worship Your property of course feels the pressure from the steel cage in which it is confined at your command, and i read again the chastity contract that i signed as i knelt before You, with Mistress Lilse as witness. i fit around Your property the shock collar You ordered me to buy. It is still unused, as You alone may use the control device. i long to kneel again in person before Your throne, to be collared again by Your divine hand, and to surrender the remote shock device to You.
i know that i am forever Your property, Your slave, that Your power is the most awesome and overwhelming Female power i have ever known. i can serve and worship no other Goddess.
Please, Sublime Goddess Ezada, when may i serve You again? When may i feel again the kiss of Your whip? When may i clean again the soles of Your boots. When may i taste again the communion of Your sacred champagne?
I yearn to suffer again for the pleasure of my Ruler.

 

my One Goddess, this is the image that I worship and pray to every day. This is the last image of You imprinted on my slave mind. When You left me in Grand Passio Your last command was to remain prostrate before Your throne, reciting continuously the slave mantra for at least 30 minutes after Your departure. You knew that i would obey. You knew that I could do nothing except obey. You know that You have absolute power over me.

Still today, months later, in my head i am still in this position, waiting for the door to open and for You to be seated on Your throne again above me.

This is the effect of Your chastity law, this is the effect of sleeping every night in the collar, as You ordained. Your methods are amazing Stapana. Your power is all around me.
Always.