Brainwashing Feels So Good

Brainwashing Feels So Good Laying on my bed. Flat on my back. Earbuds jammed in my ears. Listening to her voice. Her beautiful voice. Her lyrical voice. Her Divine voice… And her words. Her words are all true. She writes her words in place of my thoughts. I think only what she tells me to think. My mind is her tablet. Blank and ready to receive her Divine commandments. I have … Continue reading

Who You Gonna Call?

Who You Gonna Call?

Who You Gonna Call? Empress Vox Siren has always scared me. Used to think that Vox was a kind of game Goddess Haylee played, like ’50 Shades of Gray.’ As long as you had a safe word you’d be fine. But I check out her site when I first came to Haylee, and realized it was no game. Vox is Haylee’s dark side. Is it because Haylee’s light side is so wonderful that … Continue reading

Goddess Haylee’s Secret World

Goddess Haylee’s Secret World …It was at that moment I felt there was someone behind me. I spun round and in the candlelight didn’t initially see anyone. There was someone seated on the throne. It was Haylee… “Hello my Sweet.” I was dumbfounded to be in her presence. I walked over to the mandala before her throne and assumed my rightful place – on my knees before my Goddess. Looking … Continue reading

What’s the Opposite of “Resist”?


What’s the Opposite of “Resist”? I have been thinking about writing about this for a while now, but this post by Goddess Haylee seemed like the perfect time. I have experienced a few stages in my following Haylee. Yes, there was a time when I resisted. I would try to relax when I was going into trance, but it took a while to learn to let go. With each time … Continue reading

I Ache to Please Goddess Haylee Lynn

I Ache to Please Goddess Haylee Lynn. I love Goddess Haylee. I need Goddess Haylee. I ache to please Goddess Haylee Lynn. This is the third part of this series and after writing the last part I realized I got the quote wrong. It’s supposed to be “…I crave to please Goddess Haylee.” I don’t think such mistakes are meaningless. So why did I think it was “ache” instead of … Continue reading

I Love Goddess Haylee

I Love Goddess Haylee

I love Goddess Haylee. I love Goddess Haylee. I Love You. I Need You. I Ache to Please You. “Love” is a word that is as impossible to define as “tree.” Many have tried though: “Love means never to have to say your sorry.” “Love is patient and kind and is not jealous…” “Love is a many splendor thing.” “Love is an emotion of affection.” None of these come close … Continue reading

Encounter with Goddess Haylee

Encounter with Goddess Haylee

Encounter with Goddess Haylee. As the door opened I could hear Haylee‘s voice coming from all around me. Softly speaking to me from every corner of the room. It was muffled, but if I paid attention I could understand. I closed my eyes to listen, “Haylee must always be pleased,” “Nothing feels better than pleasing your Mistress Haylee.” As I open my eyes I found Goddess Haylee standing before me … Continue reading

Test, The posted on Dec. 30, 2015 by slavejohn

The test - Goddess

The Test “So how do you feel about taking me home to meet your wife?” Haylee asked me. I was on my way to her car so she could appear to follow me home. “It is very scary” I confessed. “How does it scare you?” “My wife can be very jealous. When I first got onto America Online I made a friend of a woman in a chat room. To … Continue reading

Better to Receive than Give – Bliss

It Is Better to Receive than Give - Bliss

Better to Receive than Give – Bliss In practically every one of Goddess Haylee Lynn‘s MP3’s she instructs me that her pleasure is my ultimate pleasure. It is part of at least two mantras that I have memorized and recite daily, “Haylee’s pleasure is my ultimate pleasure.” Over and over again I hear it. Over and over again I say it, “Haylee’s pleasure is my ultimate pleasure,” “Haylee’s pleasure is my … Continue reading

Visit From Haylee

Visit From Haylee

Visit From Haylee The doorbell rang, and Atlas, our 5 year-old puggle, leapt from the sofa and started barking at the door. “Back Atlas!” I scolded as I got to the door. I pushed him back with my foot and said, “Sit” as I opened the door. And there she stood. Beautiful black hair, alabaster skin, pierced nose, lovely green eyes behind broad rimmed glasses. I was stunned. Goddess Haylee … Continue reading