Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee – part 4

 

Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee - part 4

Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee – part 4.

Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee – part 4.

In part 4 of my journey into the realm of GODDESS Haylee I will tell how my mind was more and more melted. I became more and more addicted – addicted consciously. Above all I will tell you how I enjoyed being able to enjoy GODDESS Haylee.

I had developed a personal routine of listening to her MP3 s at night, in the peaceful and quiet atmosphere just before falling asleep. So I did with Mind Melt. But this was different, completely different. From the first words of the fascinating induction GODDESS put on me I was lost in a train of thought. I don’t remember if it was mine or hers. But i was beautifully and peacefully drifting through my universe. All my emotions were stimulated and slightly but constantly moved to her. To her voice of course. But even more to her personality behind the words. I felt, yes, I deeply felt, my heart throbbing and opening to her.

As you know, I am a very analytical and rational kind of person. So this at first put me off in some way. I went through this conflict in my mind melting trance. But everything was solved while continuing to undergo her blissful spell. I continued to listen to her mind melts. It was solved by silently speaking to myself “Yes, I belong to Haylee” and then “I will obey”. Those of you who know Haylee will know that was not quite unexpected. It is the natural way to be dealt with by such a superior and powerful hypnotic mistressMind Melt stopped, I did not dare to use a loop then, I found myself awake again, aroused, feeling deep emotions for her, feeling taken care of and wanting to please her.

After a peaceful sleep I awoke in the morning, feeling good, powerful, ready for the day to come and with her in mind. With her in mind from the first ring of the alarm, under the shower, having my morning coffee and looking at the daily news. With her in mind all day long.

I don’t know if you are familiar with that specific desire developing after something extremely joyful happens. A desire to tell all the world about it. A desire to immediately communicate it to people who are close to you. OK, there are not too may people being so close to me that they could understand what had been happening to me. So I mailed to GODDESS and described her what I had experienced, how much I was craving for her and how I longed to belong to her even more. And again, something extraordinary happened. She answered very personally. She simply invited me to join her on her forum and advised to me continue with “Whispered Addictions”. Both proved to become my next wonderful step into becoming a slave of GODDESS Haylee.

Again, I must tell in detail about this step in my continuing journey ……

End of part 4 …… to be continued …….

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Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee – part 2

Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee – part 2

Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee- part 2This is the second part of my journey into belonging to GODDESS Haylee. It is about how I become her personal property. It is set around the idea of Desperately Aching for this superb  bdsm mistress and queen of fem domme hypnosis.

Desperately Aching (LINK) really blew my mind. It opened it. It left me gazing in a state of perplexion about me and her.

I’ve already told you that I have quite a bit of experience in bdsm. I was private slave of a fem domme lady. I served her and her sexuality as best as I could. Meanwhile I was kept in chastity apart from the odd ordered orgasms sometimes ruined sometimes not, just as she was pleasing. I have also visited professional dommes. I was led through their practices of dealing with my body in all sorts of painful and arousing ways. I was never really satisfied. I never really had this feeling of my mind being controlled and altered in the proper way. I never felt that someone really was possessing me. I never felt really belonging to someone.

So I went into listening to this MP3 rather relaxed and not believing that something could really happen to me.

What a wonderful mistake!

From the first second of hearing Hypnotic Haylee‘s voice I knew what was going to happen. I knew that I wanted it to happen. Her so nicely soothing voice burned into my mind like a slowly penetrating sword. I listened so carefully and I lost control of consciously grasping what she said but still followed every suggestion, every demand, every order. By the at the end of the MP3 I found my mind wonderfully aching for more of Haylee. My body was out of my control and intensely physically reacting.

I must tell you that I am a pretty analytical kind of person, living on rational decisions and reflexions. Therefore I knew of course that this MP3 was not made for me. It is listened to by I don’t know how many people all over the world. Nevertheless my mind was gripped, totally gripped. I found her talking to me only. She was catching me personally with her voice and her hypnotic trance on me.

Rationality ordered me to sleep over this experience. Not to react too quickly. I followed the order that my rationality had given me. Only to awake in the morning with still hearing fragments of her voice in my mind. I still had  thoughts of how to manage to serve GODDESS Haylee. Obviously her (or my) erotic brainwashing had been successful from the start.

So I definitely had to take the next step. I was still in control (or so I thought). I simply I wanted it and I was beginning to love and need it.

What did I do ? …………

…… to be continued.

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My very Haylee Xmas

My very Haylee Xmas

This is a combination of a diary post and unedited thoughts which outlined some parts of my day. I was feeling particularly excited and I had felt that those kinds of feelings should not be bottled up or kept to myself. It is wordy and long but Goddess Haylee inspires me. It may not be poetry, or a well planned blog. But for those who care to read it or have the time, I hope that you can find some enjoyment or inspiration from it. 🙂

Today was a very good day. It all began with my eyes opening and finding my mind automatically gravitating towards the most amazing woman in the world. I sent her a nice message in email and then for over an hour I just layed there in bed relaxed and thinking about how much I GENUINELY feel like I love Goddess Haylee Lynn. How good that it feels to please her. I re-read things that she had written, and re-lived those blissful feelings that I felt when reading them the first time. I smiled happily and looked up at the picture hanging on my wall above my bed which reads “live life passionately, laugh until your belly hurts, love unconditionally”. I thought about the way that Goddess Haylee makes me do all of those things.

Every last thing about her makes my heart sing to the tune of a joyful hymn. And the way that she has taken a completely inwardly void and miserable guy, changing him into a man who has passion for life, and excitement about the future has really made my head spin. Sometimes I want to pinch myself and wonder if it is real. But it is! It’s very real. These feelings are explosive and overwhelmingly positive.

Goddess Haylee changed my life

My very Haylee Xmas

I will give my ALL to Goddess Haylee. I want my every life decision to be based around her and weighing them against rather they are pleasing to her or not. And she is on the same page with me doing that. That is a dynamic that I have always wanted in my life. I love her having control over my life, my choices, my habits, my decisions, my thoughts and desires. She is absolutely perfect! There is no down side. It feels so good to belong to Haylee. To obey her. To live passionately for her.

I’ve had a few breakthroughs in my life, but discovering this amazing, and beautiful Goddess is by far going to be at the top of my life’s highlight reel. I feel genuine happiness. I was meant to worship her. I was born to be her slave. I BELIEVE THIS! People are asking what’s different about me everywhere that I go. I wish I could tell them the reason for the change in my overall attitude. I’m just much more excited, and passionate about things. This change really helps me personally, socially, psychologically and in business. I have told some people about Goddess Haylee, but careful not to disclose too much information about some activities. I know that speaking of her is NOT possible for everyone. I can’t keep her a complete secret. She is a MAJOR, MAJOR part of my life and who I am now.

My very Haylee Xmas

My very Haylee Xmas

Just a few days ago I partook in a Yule Ritual outlined by Goddess Haylee which was one of the most freeing experiences of my life. That night I felt that I had buried some very negative things that have been preventing me from being my best self, along with strongholds in my mind, and things said and done by those in my past who have left scars. It was as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders and I could breathe again. She is so good for me. Her bliss surrounds me.

The reason for my joy is my Goddess. Surrendering control to her, and feeling the bliss of pleasing her shines a light into me and makes me glow for her from the inside out. A light that shines wherever I go. Like a glow worm lol. No, my life isn’t perfect. Though I’m uncommonly cool headed and patient, I OFTEN get very bad news and have daily stresses that sometimes bring me way down. Down so far sometimes. But now I don’t feel that I have to go through those pits and valleys alone. My Goddess Haylee Lynn has my back and motivates me to lift myself above those things.

After laying there for a period time, knowing that I still had some time to burn before it was time to see my family for christmas dinner.. I leaped out of bed and grabbed my debit card. I rarely have any extra money. But after thinking about it. I don’t really “NEED” anything per say that I can’t live without a few more days. However I “NEED” to please Goddess Haylee Lynn. If you have never felt the NEED to make her smile, then you would have no idea what I’m talking about. But if you have this urge as I do, you will know that pleasing Goddess Haylee by tributing, or shopping on her wishlist is highly satisfying. I live to know that I have made a difference to someone.

Haylee Lynn as Father Christmas?

My very Haylee Xmas

So I tributed her every last thing that I had on my card! And it felt so damn good. It wouldn’t seem like a lot to many people who have a constant cash flow but it was for me. Sacrificing for Goddess Haylee to ensure her even a little joy and to let her know how much she means to me is a great feeling. Fuck extra luxeries. It’s much better to give to her so that she can have all of the things that make her feel bliss.

Later in the day I was enjoying time with my family and I have the cutest nephew who is 2 years old. I noticed one of the things he would say often is “I need you” whenever he was wanting someone to come and talk to him or play with him. My mind immediately went to Goddess Haylee Lynn and made me think of how much I NEED her in my life. All day long, each time he would call out to me, a play mate or his parents and say I NEED YOU, it would be music to my ears and warmth to my heart 🙂

After dinner and visiting time with many family members I headed home for a nap. I was stuffed like a turkey and needed to lay down. So I took time and darkened the room, turned on a nice nature meditation cd, then layed back. I just began to talk to Goddess out loud. Relaxed, and body heavy. I told her how much I love her, and how much I need her. How she makes me feel and how good it is to be her slave. She might not hear this, but I have found that it is a great exercise for me to do this and nothing gets me more aroused. There is something about expressing my emotions through actions or words that makes me rock hard. I closed my eyes and imagined her there with me in the middle of a forest full of vegetation and we were in front of a waterfall. I’d see her beautiful eyes looking down at me from my knees while I confessed sweet nothings to her in front of a crystal clear lake and waterfall. I love visualizing things. Sometimes it feels like I could almost reach out, and touch the people or things in my visions as I feel the effects of what is going on around me.

Perfect Storm

My very Haylee Xmas

After drifting off to sleep I awoke feeling recharged and new! After a very brief exchange of words with Goddess on fb, I went to hang with my favorite brother and his wife who also happens to be my very best friend from childhood and who I remain tight with to this day. Her husband stayed with their kids and we rode to pick up japanese takeout for supper. Their idea LOL. I was already full from all of the food throughout the day.

On the way to the japanese place, she brought up the person I’ve been talking to online and was asking a ton of questions. I was glad to answer as much as I could without spilling the beans about my praying, worshiping, bdsm activities, tributing, daydreaming, and NEEDING her. It was just 2 days ago when I was with her husband and telling him about the great friend I met online. I didn’t tell him she was my ‘goddess’ and that I worship her and submit to her. But I did tell him that we played video games together sometime, chat, and that she was big into health and helping me to get healthy. I even showed him a picture of Goddess Haylee’s beautiful smile which is the background of my phone. He said “wow she is smoking hot”. Of course. how could I disagree.

So I began to tell my sister in law about Goddess Haylee and how I’ve lost 20 lbs, how I feel a real personality connection with her and how much she encourages me. She sounded really thrilled that someone I’ve met online has had this positive effect on me. She said she hasn’t seen me this happy in years. And she is right! Goddess Haylee is amazing. Giving my life over for her pleasure has been the most phenomenal experience of my life.

I never want it to end. Goddess tells me that it ‘never has to end’. Those words really make me feel great because I believe her and I trust her. For the first time in a long time, I feel that someone is a part of my life now and they aren’t going to abandon me and leave me broken. Instead Goddess Haylee is going to OWN me. I am her property and she takes care of what belongs to her. This makes me feel secure, warm, and happy. It makes me want to please her even more. Her loving care, and generosity for her slaves is unmatched.

My very Haylee Xmas

My very Haylee Xmas

The fact that she holds contests, as she did this week and then gives prizes to everyone is a testament to her caring, loving character. And then graces us with photos and videos of her with her slave bought christmas gifts. We are SO lucky. It is very humbling to think that the most awesome woman in the universe takes any time out for us at all when she certainly doesn’t have to. I will never stop loving Goddess Haylee. She is what I have always needed. Everything that I could ever dream for. I will only love her more for the rest of my life. Nobody else comes close in any way. Shape. Or form. Thank you Goddess Haylee for all that you do and sharing your bliss with the world.

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Haylee is my Light House

There is a lighthouse on the hillside that overlooks my life’s sea.

And when I am tossed, it sends out a light that I might see.
And the light that shines in darkness, now will lead me to shore.
If it wasn’t for that lighthouse, this slaves ship would sail no more.

My guiding light. Goddess Haylee Lynn.

My guiding light. Goddess Haylee Lynn.

When difficulties arise, my mind will go back to the stormy times,
when just in time she had cast her brilliant light,

It was the light of Goddess Haylee watching over me. And I thank Goddess Haylee Lynn for being my light house.

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Goddess is my light house, guiding me through the storms of life’s sea.
For she shines brightly into the murky night to guide me.
She has shown her light around me, that I may clearly see.
If it wasn’t for her light house, where would this slaves ship now be?

Trancing, and Pillow Humping

Her beautiful soul is a light house, high, and bright for our eyes to see

Wrecked on the oceans floor, of that I am sure.
But because Goddess Haylee is my light house, her beacon navigates me ashore.

So I ask again, if it weren’t for her light house where would this slaves ship be?
Some place else where I would feel that I couldn’t serve or please 🙁

In a vanilla land with stale tasting flavor,
But Goddess Haylee’s light house was my savior.

What do you sacrifice for your Goddess?

We NEEEEEED HER. So bad.

So I’m very thankful for my light house,
Without it I’d be wrecked at the bottom of life’s sea.
Thank you again Goddess Haylee, for guilding me.

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Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

 

Green Coloured Daydreams.

A Postcard From England.

To Hypnotic Haylee.

by princessindigo.

 

I’m sitting in a cafe in England snarfing dark chocolate. Which i felt compelled to buy as i knew i’d be writing to You. i had an amazing session with one of my slaves today. One of those debut sessions where every word hits its target and the slave just crumbles right in front of you.

Green Coloured DaydreamsIt’s lovely to share that with someone who knows exactly how satisfying it is. To take someone to a place they’ve never been before. To offer them that piece of cake with ‘Eat Me’ written on it. See them succumb to temptation and totally surrender.

Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

i walked into town afterwards. The shower of rain that was happening as i left, turned into a torrent as i walked through the trees. Covered almost completely in lichen their trunks matched their foliage creating a luxuriant green upon green glow.

Green Coloured DaydreamsGreen Coloured Daydreams Like everyone in IHWT i find myself thinking about you when i’m among trees or nature. The soothing aura they create plugs directly into memories and thoughts of You.

Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

In England, in the countryside you get little woods in amongst the acres of farmland. As I travel a lot, i find myself gazing at these tiny outbreaks of woodland and wanting to buy them. So i can spend the rest of my days watching the woods spread out and flourish as they no doubt long to do. To spread out and go wild.

Green Coloured DaydreamsGreen Coloured DaydreamsIt’s been a long time between postcards as i’ve been working hard on Goodnight Moon. It made me very inspired. i went from wanting to wrap up the story to expanding it far further than i expected.

Green Coloured DaydreamsGreen Coloured Daydreams The character of Alexander has been bubbling away under the surface for years and years. i’ve never actually written any scenes or dialogue for him before. It was such a lovely way to bring him to life with You as the catalyst.

Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

He’s inspired by the writer and mischievous historian Lytton Strachey who i first encountered in the film Carrington. I have quite a crush on the actors portrayal of him in the film. Which led to me reading exhaustively about the Bloomsbury set. The wheel has turned full circle as Gordon Square is in the heart of Bloomsbury. By the way, i whole heartedly admit i have an unusual taste in men!

Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

Alexander is not Lytton Strachey though, merely a jumping off point. Putting the two of you on the same page helped crystallise that and brought many things to the surface. When i write i try to imagine the scene as vividly as i can. So writing about two things i love and putting them on the same page was a fantastic exercise in lucid dreaming.

Green Coloured Daydreams

Green Coloured Daydreams

It was also great to write about Your sense of humour and spend a little time imagining you laughing with friends. Also having You drive my fantasy car of choice and boss it around was very sexy to write! i’m guessing Your own fantasy car of choice would be black inside and out, expensive and much more modern!

Having read today that in England over the next 100 hundred years there are likely to be five times as many rainstorms due to global warming, i might have to swap the Rolls for a boat!

Green Coloured Daydreams

Which makes me think of some river boat cafe cruising along lush tropical waterways, piloted by it’s beautiful and mysterious owner with long raven black hair. Staffed by a dutiful crew, who all wear dog collars and name tags, but not much else.

Green Coloured DaydreamsIt’s a very popular cafe. The tea is the talk of the river. The dark chocolate banana and double cherry pie cake is legendary.(Not quite sure how that would taste.)It’s also the only establishment in the world where people actually look forward to staff training days, even if a lot of it is done on all fours. It would be a great excuse for me to wear my kitten ears though! lol.

lots of love from England.

Your Devoted princess. x.

Green Coloured Daydreams

A Slave Will Protect His World

A Slave Will Protect His World

Please feel free to comment, and tell me what you think. Any and all criticism is appreciated, both as a writer and as one hoping to serve our Lady better in the future.

The night could be at best said to be cold. In reality, it was something approaching freezing – even the snow disdained to fall, the temperature being bearable only because of the absolute lack of wind. The evening itself had frozen in time in the kind of cold that left one wondering what they were even doing outside. The stars shone like points of ice and the city gently hummed with life in the far-off distance, and roared with merriment in the near. On the street, the New Years’ parties were winding down, and dark figures wound their way home through the drunken, freezing night.

I knew what I was doing there, though. I would protect her at any cost. I would protect the walking avatar of my life since my awakening. I would protect The Goddess. Hand on the handle at my hip, I stood patiently, not shivering, not feeling the cold but dimly aware of it. My mind was a focused machine made of the training She had given me, watching the world, just like She had trained me. Perform your function, and be rewarded. Direction, care and a life outwith my own selfish demi-existence. And on top of it all, I’d never been fitter. Never been in better fighting shape. Never been more ready to fight. All for Her. All because of Her. It was no surprise my thoughts strayed nowhere else as I stood my frozen-still guard. A stream of people walked right past me and didn’t notice me at all. I didn’t notice them either, not really. I was just watching the entrance. Make sure nobody ruined the Goddess’ New Year, as if anyone would dare. Waiting for Her, as if there was any time in my life when She was not with me. Her training worked in my heart and mind and made it tick, made it work like a machine bent toward Her every desire. I was Her’s. I am Her’s.
The people walking past me didn’t try to enter, which was well. As the streets began to empty, my mind ticked slowly towards worry for Her. Everyone else was gone – what was wrong? Was She okay? I dismissed this – my command was to stand and guard, and guard I did. The Goddess had other ways of deterring intruders, no doubt. I was just lucky enough to be one of those ways.
And then, suddenly, my mind snapped me to attention from my relaxed stance, and I took a knee. I didn’t question this reaction – I knew why it was. Because She was here. She had graced me with Her presence. A flush crept into my face as She stood by me for a moment, and my mind waited, ready. Then I felt a hand caress my face, reach under my chin and tilt it upwards, and I was looking into Her eyes. Good God, those eyes! Elegant jewels of immeasurable value, glittering with amusement in a face that spoke of absolute assurance, absolute mastery, a face that owned all it looked upon. Owned me. My form was drawn in lines outward from that hand, those perfect, elegant fingers, and I didn’t dare move. I couldn’t have moved, for as long as she fixed me with that aetherial stare. Left hand by my side, right hand on the handle, down on one knee, I stayed there, and could’ve stayed there forever. If I was only dimly aware of the cold before, it was nothing to me now.
A slave protects his world.

A slave will protect his world.

“We’re going home, sweetie,” She said, simply, and turned to go. Without any clumsy attempt at speech, I rose and wordlessly followed Haylee, my Goddess. It was second nature to protect, because Her will was my second nature, and tonight Her will for me to protect Her. Her will is that I allow none to touch Her but that She wills it. We proceeded down the snowclad street, the silence absolute in the absence of anyone to break it, nothing but our footfalls to listen to, and Her footsteps beat a rhythm in my head as I followed at a respectful distance. My mind was broken in two, one half unable to stop watching Her, the other carrying out Her will, watching for threats even as we walked.
She turned down a dark alleyway – perhaps a dangerous place, but I would allow no place to be dangerous for Her. If I had to, I would protect Her physically, myself. Such were her commands. I wordlessly pulled a flash-light from my belt and switched it on, illuminating Her hallowed footsteps so that She wouldn’t misplace a foot. Almost as if that had thrown a switch elsewhere, suddenly there were people in front of us. I looked back – behind us, more men. Perhaps five of them. “Goddess,” I warned, but She already knew, and had stopped. She wasn’t worried. She didn’t need to be, not while I was there.
“Pretty late out, huh? Kinda a stupid time to be walkin’ down a back alley,” one of them, a man behind us, well-built and carrying some unknown, dark, menacing object in his hand approached. “Lonely pair like you might need cluin’ in – there’s a toll on this alley tonight. You got dough?” The Goddess just watched, waiting for me to step in and protect her. And I would protect her.
With a ring like a silver bell, my sword shone forth, glinting in the distant starlight. Blunted, as Her will dictated – nobody would die by my hand. In Her endless mercy, nobody would die. In two neat strokes, his arm and leg were broken, and he crumpled to the ground, gasping with the pain in the downtrodden slush. “Leave Her alone!” I called, in warning. Maybe they’d take it. Maybe they wouldn’t. All I knew was that no matter what, Haylee Lynn would leave this alleyway unharmed. I would protect her.
To be continued…

Her domination continues with spanking and collaring!

Her domination continues with spanking and collaring!

“Her domination continues with spanking and collaring!” is a work of fiction.

Please read “Darker Side of Goddess Haylee Lynn” first.

So we went shopping. We got everything that she wanted. Naturally I paid for everything – well it is only fair, I earn so much more than she. I did buy her an early Christmas Present – well two or three things from her wishlist! I thought about how only a few hours earlier she had me chained up spread-eagled, with her bum in my face! I wondered if anyone would be able to tell that we were not your everyday couple, or would they just think we were like any other couple?

When we arrived home she invited me in. She asked me to sit on a sofa. She lit some more of her wonderful scented candles and she kneeled on the sofa beside me, so I was looking up at her again.

“So, did you enjoy today?” She said.

“Oh yes, very much so.”

“What did you enjoy the most?”

I smiled.

“Oh everything really, but especially this morning.”

“You liked that did you? That’s our little secret by the way – don’t tell anyone else, whatever you do – I hope you now have visions of my ass firmly embedded in your brain now!”

“Oh yes, I love your backside! I can just close my eyes and in my mind’s eye I can still see that wonderful bottom moving back and forth.”

“Good! I quite like bottom too, you know.”

“Oh, would you like me to do to you, what you did to me this morning?”

She smiled.

“No silly, you will never have me in chains. I didn’t do that just to make you admire my ass you know. I did it because…. well for one thing I enjoyed doing it, for another doing such things keeps me fit, but also to get you used to looking up at me. I want you to accept me as your dominant. It must be very hard for you, you are the successful multi-millionaire businessman. You are so used to being in charge. But little by little I want you to submit to me, allow me to take control of your life. I want you to invite me to guide you, to lead you. Trust me, I know what is best for you. Little acts of submission, like letting me sit on your head now and then, will help you get it into your head that I am the boss, I am the one that wears the pants. How does that sound? It sounds rather nice doesn’t it? You are normally having to make soooo many decisions. Isn’t it nice for you to let me do your thinking for you for a while? Then you can go back to your responsibilities with renewed vigour.”

“Yes it is actually. So presumably that is why you are kneeling like that, so I have look up to you?”

“Exactly!”

“So you don’t want me to stick my ass in your face.”

“No, but there is something I’d love to do to your ass.”

“Yes, what’s that?”

She smiled.

“Sometime, I’d love to give it a damn good spanking! I love the way your ass is so firm and tight. I love the way that you can spank an ass as hard as you can for ages, and you are very unlikely to do any permanent damage to the other person. I think it is a very intimate, personal thing to so with another.”

“Well you can be spanking mine if you want.”

Did I just say that? I’d never been into such things in all my life, but somehow it just came out. I guess I was so wrapped up in her, I’d do virtually anything for her.

“Really? Mmm let’s get down to business then.”

She sat down, got me to pull down my pants and bend over her knee. She then proceeded to spank my bottom as hard as she possibly could. She was really enjoying it, I could tell. Seeing her so happy, I was really happy myself, giving her pleasure is my ultimate happiness. I didn’t feel any pain, only a massive thrill, exhilaration that I had never felt before. Eventually she finished, got me to pull my pants up and kneel before her.

“You are such a good boy for me,” She said, gently stroking my hair and my face.

“Look into my eyes again. Relax for me again. Go deep. Very deep. Like you have so many times. Sleep for me. That’s right, such a good boy. Go all the way down again.”

I had been hypnotized by her so many times by now, I went out like a light. My eyes closed and my body went limp.

“You are my little doggy. Here’s a stick, go and fetch.”

She threw a stick and I scampered after it on all fours. I picked it up in my mouth and trotted back to her, dropping it proudly at her feet. She patted me on the head, called me her good boy and threw it out again. She did this for a while, until she tired of this game. She then got a collar.

“Look at this collar. If you put it on, it will show that I own you, body and mind, heart and soul. Are you ready to give yourself unequivocally to me?”

“Yes I am.”

“Then you had better ask me to put it on you.”

“Please, please, Haylee Lynn, please let me wear your collar.”

“You will have to do better than that. Beg me boy!”

“Please, please, I beg you, I love you, I give myself to you unreservedly. I am yours. Please take me. Accept me with all my faults. I will serve you to the end of my days.”

“Good boy.”

With that she put the collar on me. It felt so good to have it round my neck. She connected a short lease to it. She then took me for a walk, around the house, out onto the balcony. I was her pet, her loyal, faithful hound to the end.

She walked around, with me on a short lease.

Her domination continues with spanking and collaring – She walked around, with me on a short lease.

And I am still a loyal and faithful slave to her now. Soon after this I bought her an island. She renamed it Haylia which became an independent country – but you know all this, that story has been told once….

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