I am but a lost, lonely and rudderless human being. I long for the chance to be moulded into something useful to a goddess who with pride i would be owned. Chained and caged by night, trained by day with or without mercy as suits the Goddess at the time. Whether starved by only getting just enough food to survive all the while beaten ramdomly each day until my endless fear and genuine journey of pure unending terror forces a reset in my mind wiring, only surviving by swiching forever to experience the darkness as my minds version of love. Contracted for the term of training to guarantee the Goddess the times to train without having to worry about her property having the option desertion during what will be almost certainly mental breaking and horror; the destruction of the slaves own thoughts and old life as his ego and soul leave forever. At this point the Goddess fills the void with her preferred thought patterns and installs in her servants mind its new personally if such is required.
P.s I have never had the courage to act on this before. Above may be the ramblings of a deliouded fool. I need to try. I truely worship the very ground that all Women walk on. But the ground walked upon by a goddess is as holy to me as the holy grail is to Christians. Maybe my ideas of the violence may have grown ridiculous over the years. Any Femdom Goddesses advice would be treated by myself as the word of god. Peace all
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| Gender | Male |
| Age | 44 |
| Location | Australia, Victoria, Bright |
| š Sexuality | Straight |