Session Reviews
Slave Jason
As a humble slave of Goddess Rachel, I feel I am well placed to try and describe just what it is that is so exciting, so captivating, about her.
These emotions that I feel include what you might expect – my absolute worship of her as a true Goddess and my devotion to serving at her feet, and yet I am also very frightened of her.
It is true that while a Goddess can make a slave’s sad useless life worth living, she can also, if she pleases, make his life hell too in any number of ways. As any slave will testify, a true Goddess does not tolerate disobedience on any level. Any slave foolish enough to test her patience at any time will find out to their cost just how cruel, how ruthless she can truly be.
Goddess Rachel is breathtakingly beautiful, she is also stunningly gorgeous. I go weak at the mere thought of her Goddess curves. Once you are a slave and become her property, body and soul, there is no turning back.
I am aware that Mistress will use and abuse me, but even though she has warned me of my fate quite clearly, I am still so full of longing and desire for her, unlike any longing that I have known. You see, it is like a drug. It is addicting and sometimes debilitating. It is also exhilarating. I find that I need Goddess completely. If I do not hear from her for even one day, I feel empty and lost. I am nothing without her in my life.
I adore and worship the very ground that she walks on. I find myself powerless to resist her ever increasing demands.
I truly am infatuated with Goddess Rachel. There is no hiding how much I am in awe of her. I would give everything that I have, everything that I own, to be owned by Goddess. I had fallen for her even before I became her slave. At first the idea of being Goddess Rachel’s property frightened me. The thought of putting my life into someone else’s hands, to do with it what they so pleased, troubled me.
To think not of my needs, my goals and wishes anymore, but to live only to please someone else, was hard at first to imagine. But at the same time I knew that it was the right decision, seeing as I adored Goddess so very much, and was so overwhelmed by her absolute perfection, realizing how much in fact I needed her, wanted her, and of course how much I desperately wanted to please her at any cost. I had finally found my rightful place at last, on my knees before Goddess, pathetically begging to just be her footstool.
Goddess can be very cruel when she feels the need to be. As is expected, she keeps her slaves on their toes at all times. When Goddess Rachel wants something done, she snaps her fingers and expects her demands to be done without hesitation. Those that disobey her, or make her wait, will find that she has a number of ways to punish them.
To serve this Goddess, a slave must be committed and give her everything. Anything less than true devotion and self-sacrifice when serving her is an insult. I know that I am just a work-slave and nothing more than that to her. But however humiliated I feel knowing that I am only property to no one else, who can come close to her sheer power and ability to terrify grown men and make them cry and grovel before her.
I also feel eternally grateful that she has even bothered to give me the time of day. She is a Goddess without compare. This is why, however terrifying she may be, it is an honor to be her slave and to worship her. My gratitude to her is endless. And my desire, my desperate longing to please this Goddess, only increases.
Slave Jason
Slave Harold
My First Visit with Goddess Rachel…
My first visit with Goddess Rachel was even better than I’d imagined it would be. From the moment I walked in the door I felt totally under her control, willing to carry out her every command and happy to be allowed to serve such a strong and sexy Goddess.
When instructed to worship the Goddess’ shoes and feet I wanted to show the Goddess how much I appreciated the opportunity, demonstrating such adoration as to please her and earn more of the Goddess’ attention. Her legs are so shapely and strong I longed to be tormented, abused and stepped-on by them. The Goddess sultry voice was soft yet commanding and had me hanging on every last word. Your feet and sexy shoes were amazing. I wanted to take your foot so deep in my mouth that your big toe tickled the back of my throat.
Your hands are beautiful…even when they were spanking my ass or tweaking my nipples I was aroused by your touch. When you pulled me closed, spoke to me softly and pinched my nipples I wanted to take the pain and actually become more excited as you continued applying pressure. I loved being collared and placed on a leash as your pet. I only hope your will collar me with a second leash to my cock & balls leading me around as your property.
The Goddess strategically placed the heel of her shoe to so many part of my body…some more painful than others but with the placement of each one I was praying you wouldn’t stop. I especially liked when you sat on me or used me as furniture while punishing me. For me, this was another way to show my desire to serve you.
You ordered my head to the floor and I was in heaven as you stepped on my back, my head, my hands and feet. I was in perfect position for the Goddess to give me a swift kick in the ass…I think that would be wonderful too (if the Goddess so chooses). Then you ordered me to turn over on my back. At this point the Goddess had me so far under her spell I wanted it to last all day.
Lying there on my back I was left imaging what it would be like for this beautiful Goddess to step on my cock, my balls or my throat!!! Wow, what a powerful image…the Goddess gently applying pressure to her adoring slave’s cock and balls while holding both leashes in her hand. Then stepping on the slaves neck and ordering me to amuse the Goddess by stroking myself as you stood over me.
Thank you Goddess Rachel
Slave Harold
