poodle in Dusseldorf
It is a Monday morning and I am preparing to travel to visit Goddess Ezada in Dusseldorf. In the build up to the meeting Goddess has been teasing me about the activities to come. Receiving a message saying Goddess will film with only me “so be prepared” and reading twitter feeds like “getting ready for fisting @Ezadaspinkbitch” do nothing to dampen my desire to see my beautiful Owner, but do make me nervous.
Arriving at Dusseldorf International, i am greeted by Goddess’ personal slave and husband. On the journey from the airport to Goddess’ home we chat, but I am anxious to be at Goddess’ feet again. Finally, after several, hours of travelling i arrive at Goddess’ home, the first time i have had this honour. i am allowed to approach Goddess and greet Her with a kiss of Her feet, I couldn’t be happier than finally being at my Owner’s beautiful feet.
i continue to worship Goddess’ feet as She explains there will be a little time before W/we travel to the dungeon, but i have work to do before then. Goddess’ slaves must be useful to Her, not just sit around admiring Her fabulous beauty. My first task is to polish Goddess’ leather, a wonderful honour. i feel privileged to be allowed to touch the leather which has so caressed Goddess’ body. Once i have polished to Goddess’ satisfaction it is time for me to be used for Goddess’ amusement.
Throughout my visit i am used for Goddess’ pleasure and it begins almost as soon as i arrive. Within no time i am being slapped, spat on and humiliated. Goddess takes great pleasure in showing me my place, beneath Her boots. i am made to feel very humble and low, like an animal. It is how it should be, i am Her property and She a Goddess to be worshipped. She looks every bit the Goddess in Her beautiful leather outfit. i perform tasks i never imagined i would, debasing myself to please my beautiful Owner; and my visit has only just started.
In the week’s prior to my visit Goddess has been teasing me about using Her horse cock. At the dungeon i get the opportunity to see it up close and it is certainly daunting, only in person can one truly appreciate the size of it. i have yet to take it, but i know that time will come. i look forward to it and fear it at the same time, i know it would please Goddess but it is so so big. Would i ever be the same again? i think not.
At the dungeon the collaring ritual is performed. i kneel before Goddess in collaring position, Goddess lays the collar across Her lap. i am beckoned forward to place my head in Her lap, neck in place for the collar. Goddess closes the collar and locks it with a padlock. i love this moment, the moment which marks being under Goddess’ total control. i am Goddess’ property no matter how far from Her i may be, but with a collar locked by Goddess’ own hand one truly feels it. It is a very intimate moment.
The collar stays locked on throughout the visit, not only in the dungeon, but also when we are out in public. This is the first time of wearing a collar in public, apart from a brief taxi journey in London. i should be nervous, but Goddess’ presence calms me, to be collared when with Goddess feels natural. In the restaurant, my collar is clearly visible, I feel a little self-conscious but nothing more. In truth, i suspect people were more captivated by Goddess’ beauty than the fact that i was wearing Her collar. The collar is just one reminder that i am Goddess property, that i have no choice in what happens to me. At the restaurant, Goddess orders my meal and drinks, i will eat and drink only what i am allowed.
Walking around Dusseldorf, i recognise areas from Goddess’ slave sit’s pictures; locations where he has been in waiting or in heel position. Goddess points out to me the locations where She likes to have Her slaves in heel position, to maximise public exposure. my mind drifts to wondering what this would be like. i do not find out this time, but if the time does come i only hope i can endure the humiliation to Goddess’ satisfaction. Escorting Goddess is worth any amount of humiliation.
The latex dogsuit, a long time fantasy. i have read stories about it, seen images of it and often wondered and dreamt of how it would be feel to be locked in one. Before the visit Goddess told me She would put me in it, and now it is time to find out. i kneel before Goddess as She informs me i will be transformed into Her latex dog, Her hubby is filming the whole thing. It is a bit of a struggle to get in but, with my feet forced into an unnatural position, everything is zipped up. Helpless……..the first word that comes to mind when i think back. Once in the suit one cannot stand up, cannot get out. Once the hands are folded away, they are useless. i am in the suit for as long as Goddess desires, and i have no idea how long that may be. Totally reduced to being an animal, only able to walk on all fours. The feeling is amazing, uncomfortable as it was, i felt so submissive in that moment. Goddess clips a leash to my collar and i follow Her on all fours, as Her dog should. i stumble around very awkwardly, such is the difficult position. i play fetch, i walk to heel, i hump Goddess’ leg; truly have i become Her dog. The submissive feelings are even more intense than i had ever imagined.
Locked in Goddess’ dog suit, but i am not Her dog, i am Her bitch. What happens to helpless bitches? They get fucked……. Goddess straps on a very long cock, She makes Her bitch kiss Her cock before walking around behind me. i am about to be taken doggy style for real, my little clitty already dripping in anticipation. The cock is not so thick bit very long, Goddess works it deep inside. Being locked in a dog suit and being fucked up the ass, now i really feel like Goddess’ bitch. i bark for Goddess as She fucks me, showing Her how much i love taking Her cock. Goddess decides a change of position is needed. i am picked up and place on my back and strapped down. Being simply lifted into position reminds me how helpless i really am and reinforces my position as just an object for Goddess’ use.
Tease and denial…..one of Goddess’ favourite activities. Goddess revels in Her control of Her slave’s orgasms, to bring to the edge time and time again but deny the ultimate pleasure. i have felt this before, but on this visit will feel it even more. i am strapped to the ceiling winch and stretched, leaving everything accessible. The kali’s teeth is locked around my cock as Goddess begins to tease me. As the arousal builds the spikes dig in. What an amazing and frustrating sensation, so aroused but the pain of the spikes keeps pleasure out of reach. After a while Goddess removes the bracelet but does this mean pleasure? It means more teasing, i am brought to the edge time and time again. Orgasms are so close that i am left writhing in my bonds in frustration. Eventually i am allowed a release, but no pleasure, it is ruined of course. The teasing continues, edge, edge, edge……..ruin. An almost continuous rhythm of frustration. When it ends i have no idea how many ruined orgasms, Goddess informs me it was 7. i have never cum that many times, and with no pleasure, proof of Goddess’ ownership of my cock. However, my ordeal is not yet over……….
Remaining stretched out, Goddess decides it is time for me to be whipped. A whipping after a release is more painful, the arousal gone all that is left is the pain. i begin to mentally prepare myself, but Goddess is in front of me not behind?! Oh dear, it seems my poor nipples will be taking some. The whipping begins and it is across my chest, the first time i have been whipped there. It hurts, a massive understatement, it hurts like hell. i am not told to count, but i do it anyway, it helps me focus. The whipping seems to go on forever, one long moment of pain. i am surprised when the whip strokes hit my back instead, it seems to hurt more than the front, but i am unsure as everything seems a blur. my counting continues, 80…81…. Nothing matters but hanging on, there is only pain, it must be endured. 99….but the strike doesn’t land, not 99 i correct. The stroke lands…99….Goddess stops and i sag in my bonds. “I could develop a fetish for whipping you after a release” Goddess says. Somehow i think Goddess enjoyed herself, despite the pain i am happy.
Another moment in my visit and i find myself strapped down to the bondage bed, awaiting whatever Goddess wishes. Soon I find out as Goddess is above me, Her beautiful ass above my head. It seems facesitting is next, i have watched many of Goddess’ facesitting clips and wished to be in the slave’s place, now i am. i take a deep breath as Goddess’ lowers Herself onto my face, i am now Her cushion. i am highly aroused by the sensations, Goddess teasing me at the same time. Goddess rubs Herself on my nose, using me to bring Her pleasure. i lick Her ass through Her clothing, i am not worthy of being beneath Goddess’ naked ass, this is as close as i can be. i am so aroused by the situation, but this is not for my pleasure but for Goddess’. i focus my attention on pleasing my Owner, licking Her as best i can. i can hear Goddess’ pleasure, although a bit muffled in my current position. Having had enough pleasure Goddess lifts Herself from my face. i am still so aroused, my cock standing as tall as it can. It would be a good 20 minutes before the arousal subsides, such is the effect Goddess’ beautiful ass has had on me.
It may be the fantasy of many to be locked up and only taken out to be abused. However, this reduces the usefulness of a slave to it’s Owner. Goddess likes Her slaves to serve Her, to be useful to Her and to wait on Her. During my visit i have the honour of brushing Her beautiful hair and massaging Her beautiful feet and legs. These are such intimate moments between Owner and slave. i truly believe these were my favourite moments as i rubbed Goddess’ feet while She relaxed. In this moment i felt so connected to my Owner.
On the final evening i am locked in the cage under the bed as Goddess sleeps above. Such a happy feeling going to sleep knowing Goddess is just above, yet there is a tinge of sadness. i love my Owner very much and these visits always go so quickly. When morning comes around i travel home again, sad to be leaving my Goddess and Owner and already dreaming of serving Her again.