Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

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Stop Worrying! Goddess Haylee is Genuine.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave.

There is a industry of hypnodommes on the web. Do a search on Niteflirt and you will find hundreds. Even on YouTube there is an endless number. The worst are the pictures of beautiful young women in differing stages of undress with words you’re supposed to read to put you into trance, or a voice that sounds like a computer. I figure those are guys who are just trying to cash in.

Over the last few years I tried a few dozen of different hypnotic recordings and videos. Some were very good. Found a young lady out of Denmark who did ASRM. She seemed really sweet, but ASRM doesn’t give me the tingles and I am not sure I’d like the tingles if I got them. But she did a couple of hypnosis files that were okay. Mostly, I found women who were playing games, but that was okay because I was just playing too. I figured out the game. They would take you into trance where they would tease you sexually and try to hook you in to give them money. I gave some of them a few bucks because it was a form of entertainment and I figured they had earned it. But it was never anything more than that – games.

There is an old song that says, “I fooled around and fell in love,” that’s an apt description of what happened to me with Goddess Haylee. From the first YouTube video I could tell she was different. I didn’t intend to become anyone’s slave, I was just fooling around. It was like looking at imitations of painting at the shop in the mall, and then going to the museum to see the real thing. You think art is okay, until you stand in front of a Monet, or a Van Gogh, or a Rembrandt. Then you realize what real art is and how much you really like it. That’s my experience with Goddess Haylee. She is not just better, she transcends all the hypnodommes I have ever experienced.

I accepted her as my Goddess and became her slave before I fully understood how exactly she was a “Goddess,” but from the impact she had on me I couldn’t find any other explanation other than she was an actual Goddess. It doesn’t explain everything, but one of her blog posts gave me a glimpse into how this happened http://hypnotichaylee.com/pt-3.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

In the post she describes how she has always been dominant. She explored that side of herself, and even before she knew what she was really doing she was putting people into trace. When she found out what hypnosis was she didn’t just dabble – she read and studied and threw herself into it. Sounds like a person with a destiny to me. Someone who didn’t create herself, but discovered herself. Most of us create ourselves. We learn to do things and we try to be the best we can be. But someone who is truly gifted discovers themselves. So Haylee didn’t make herself into a goddess, she discovered that she is a Goddess.

I think what really clinched it for me was that as a someone who did phone sex, then Domme phone sex, then Femdom, Findom, and finally Erotic Hypnosis she always had “clients.” But she decided to go out on her own. She actually refers to it as a “journey.” She began to emotionally connect with her callers. They stopped being clients and became “beloved.” She “adores” them. They become part of her life. That’s not a woman playing a game, that’s a Goddess unfurling her wings and learning to fly.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

So I never expected to find a real Goddess running around out here in the world. Most of my life I would have told you it was impossible. But the world is not just stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine. So now I know Goddesses exist, or at least one does – Goddess Haylee Lynn.

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Wish I could say I was smart enough to have chosen Goddess Haylee, but I just stumbled across her online. She ensnared me by her words and claimed me as her own. What Haylee wants - Haylee gets. Just live now to be worthy of her gift of bliss. All for Haylee.

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Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave — 7 Comments

  1. It is a great blog! I think I know who you mean with the young lady from Denmark! Many thanks also for the link to the great post by our Goddess – it was great to re-read that too!

  2. Loved reading this John. That’s one of the things that draws me to her is knowing that this is truly who she is. She’s not playing any games this is her lifestyle. She craves power. Just knowing that sends me into blissland.

    • I know Terry. She is so amazing. I feel like she discovered she was a Goddess kind of like how we discovered we were slaves. She explored her interests, then followed where they lead, and discovered that she was a Goddess. I am not sure the term “lifestyle” fits. “Lifestyle” to me imply choice. She couldn’t choose to be a Goddess anymore than she could choose to have the world’s most beautiful green eyes. She is a Goddess and she has the worlds most beautiful green eyes.

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