#obediance
Getting hired as a stress reliever for the male teachers is a acceptable career choice for any girl. You would also provide some excitement for the male students and function as a role model for the girls.
It’s a huge compliment when your boss wants you to dress like this when expecting a group of men for the evening conference…
Let men inspect your attributes before deciding whether to engage in further interaction with you!
objectification is natural
respect the male gaze
If only you had something worth looking at.
Relish the compliment!
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Perhaps touching the ‘Orb of Brainwashing and Obedience’ wasn’t the best idea she had ever had. It depends on your perspective, I guess. But it was certainly the last idea she had ever had…!
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This is a punishment for all gurls unable to complete their tasks. You will get dolled up, completely, shaved, wig, makeup, panties, bra, dress, stockings, butt plug, cock cage, heels. Once feminized you will sit on your knees, facing the wall,hands in your lap like a good girl. U will sit and do nothing else but practice being obedient. You will move for nobody and nothing. And u will do this for 1 hour. If u need to use the bathroom u will mess yourself. If someone needs u they will haft to wait. Or they will walk in on you. But u will not move. Prove to me your a obedient sissy slut dog. Once complete you must go back and complete your tasks from the beginning. Learn to do what your told the first time.
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Watch out, this blog is only my opinion so please bare that in mind. What follows shall not be a rant, given i have no firm idea how Goddess Ezada Sinn feels about such verbiage blossoming forth from Her slaves unannounced. i’m not angry, and i don’t plan to shout. It’s just my honest thoughts and feelings. Certain conclusions which have cemented in me over the course of serving four glorious Femdom Ladies in the last 35 years of my life.
The central theme here orbits around using the possessive word “my” when addressing the Superior Woman who owns me.
- my Domina
- my Mistress
- ma Reine
- mi Diosa
- Stapana mea
For years i have written over and over “i love You my Owner,” and “i worship You my Goddess.” It would take the rest of my lifetime just attempting to count every instance where i have used the possessive form of definition. Unless Goddess Ezada so orders it, i shall let that task linger and lay dormant.
my | mī |
poss. det.
• belonging to the speaker:
my name is sit
my friend
• informal used with a name to refer to a member of the speaker’s family
my puppy won top honors at the dog obedience school
• used with forms of address in affectionate, sympathetic, humorous, or patronizing contexts
my dear boy
my poor sissy
Goddess Ezada Sinn using the possessive word makes clear sense to me, but to have it coming from me, Her contractually owned slave, just doesn’t feel right. i positively do not possess Her. Clearly She possesses me. She is not from my family; i am a slave in Hers. The state of ownership in Femdom slavery is bilateral not bidirectional in my heart.
Now about the use of the noun “My Lady,” which is applicable to a Woman of superior social status and position, especially one of noble birth. Yes, Goddess Ezada Sinn surely fits that qualification. Notice however that the first letter in “My” is capitalized. More often than not i never see capitalization used in the two word phrases i listed paragraphs above.
Yet, all of this assumption on my part, gets immediately tossed out the window if Goddess Ezada directs me to pen phrases such as “i love, my Owner” … “Te iubesc, Stapana mea.” In the end the person who owns the slave defines how Her property shall speak and how it shall act, both in public and in private.
Yet, until i am instructed differently this slave named sit shall coral using the possessive only into phrases such as:
- my beaten and bloodied ass.
- my bruised and humiliated male ego.
- my lack of actual real orgasms.
To that end ….
- i worship You Goddess Ezada Sinn.
- Te iubesc, Stapana.
Just an evening or so ago, a young female friend i know was browsing through my phone’s photo library and asked me a very poignant question. She was interested in this Woman i serve, the One who owns me, the Goddess Ezada Sinn. About an hour earlier, i had five dear ladies I know stand behind me while i assumed Goddess Ezada’s “Waiting position.” A picture was taken in a very public room with lots of people close by. i love and appreciate all my friends for willingly doing this with me.
my young fiend was one of the five. Afterwards she became extremely curious of the Woman that i would perform this act for, so brazenly in public. She wanted to see who was this Goddess Ezada, and sincerely wondered if i were the least bit humiliated by taking such a photo in full open public view.
She thumbed through my photo library with eyes wide open. She seemed attracted to the leather, the use of feminine power over males. She was extremely interested in what it means to be a slave to the Goddess Ezada Sinn.
We/we chatted for quite some time, and i was very lucid of my opinion that showing respect for Goddess Ezada, by falling into waiting position, crawling in heel next to Her, and kissing Her boot in public were not shameful acts at all for me. i told Her how proud it made me feel when i can demonstrate my place under Goddess Ezada for the public to witness.
“Wow,” she retorted. “You must really love this person to do things like that in while other people are passing by.” my friend’s words hit true to the mark. i don’t feel one ounce of humiliation when i am in public doing so, either with friends or with the Goddess Herself. i actually love to express my devotion and obedience to Goddess Ezada in public.
One sees the joy in Goddess Ezada’s eyes when you obey and offer up your slave submission to Her in public. Goddess seems genuinely happy in the images i’ve witnessed when She is heeling Her slave in public.
To belong to a Female Superior such as Goddess Ezada, One who will use public displays of Femdom power to convey Her Female principles to the outside world, is utterly intoxicating for Her owned property, Her sit. i honestly love the Owner who rules me. Her reality concretely matters in settings both public or private.
Best line from my friend that evening, “I need to find some other guys in my life .. !!” That was sweet music to my ears. Sweet music composed and conducted by the Goddess Ezada Sinn, the divine Female and superior Woman i worship, adore, obey both in private and in public.
Serving the Goddess Ezada Sinn begins the moment She defines and lays down any rule. Will you obey, respect and follow Her directives? Goddess made very lucid one of Her cardinal rules immediately after starting my online training.
“I own your cock and balls now. you are not allowed to orgasm without My permission.”
Standard and fair, Her wishes so respect them, right? we devotees begin with the finest of intents, but can you just cut off enjoying our own cock’s explosive pleasure? Stop cold turkey, leave yourself high and dry, frustrated and sexually unsatisfied. More bluntly put, can you blow out the fire at the end of your impotent dick? Will you obey a Goddess you’ve just contacted via email?
A question worthy of debate, with the utmost granular concern. All it took was 44 days followed by 2 days of ordered and supervised edging, before i fell flat on my face, off Goddess Ezada’s chastity wagon. All for a few seconds of self satisfaction that eventually sank into self loathing.
So began the next year on April 2nd 2015. 365 days of no pop, no exploding cork from my own personal champagne bottle, no joy in Mudville on the days i arched backwards and ached inwards for an explosive orgasmic release. Goddess Ezada even denied me any pleasure the first time We/we met. She has me teased and denied, floundering as though a fish pulled from water, wound up like a top unable to pull my own string.
There comes a point in slavery to the Goddess Ezada Sinn where you the slave must let one desire fade away so another more productive desire can live inside you and occupy it’s rightful place.
my desire to obey Her now far exceeds my old desire of self orgasmic pleasure.
It’s taken a year since i last slipped and disobeyed. The road has been full of tumultuous pressures, infinite temptations, countless moments of “i so badly want to.” Yet obeying Goddess Ezada Sinn has weathered the storm of self pleasure that used to be so much a part of my past daily life.
One desire fades.
Another takes its place.
TheGoddess Ezada Sinn cements deeper control.
A slave learns to obey.
