Jonathan Harker’s Dream

Jonathan Harker’s Dream

Please read Countess Haylee and The Flames first!

And so it was that I, Jonathan Harker was sleeping in a four poster bed in the castle of Countess Haylee Lynn. As I slept, I had such strange dreams of my Countess!

In the first dream She was in black with a big spiral behind Her. She was saying “You need to focus more on me. You need to focus on me completely. Look at the spiral behind me. Look at how it turns and focuses your mind into the centre of the spiral, where I am. Listen to my sweet voice talking one on one to you. Just put all your attention on me. Nothing else matters Jonathan, just me, my voice and spiral. Relax, let yourself go. Drift down further – deeper and deeper, falling more and more under my sweet spell. Now follow me into my kitchen”.

She led the way, and I followed her through the corridors of the castle, down into the kitchen. She sat me on a chair as she busied herself in the kitchen. She was putting ingredients in a bowl and mixing them together.

“I am making a love potion. The strongest love potion ever made by any human. When I finish with you, you will be deeply in love with me. My whim will be your command. You will be so in love with me you will do anything for me. You are going to fall deeper than you ever have been before. You will be mine.”

She dipped a heart shaped pendant in the bowl, and then bought it out.

“See the heart shape. The symbol of love. The symbol of your love for me. Wear it as a constant reminder of your love for me.”

She put it round my neck.

“Now drink from the bowl. When the first drop reaches your mouth, you will fall deeply in love with me.”

She bought the bowl closer to my lips. I took it from her and started drinking. “Drink deeply” she said to me. I drank, deeper and deeper, until the last drop was gone. I put the bowl down and realized how much I was in love with the Countess. I realized how wonderful, how perfect she was.

In the next dream She was standing in front of me with a pendant swinging back and forth. She wore black gloves. I was about to speak, but She raised a finger to her mouth to indicate to me to be silent. Behind Her was a series of concentric circles which seem to draw my eyes more onto her.

Jonathan Harker's dream.

Jonathan Harker’s Dream.

“Pendants are very useful things aren’t they Jonathan? Without this simple little device, clocks would not work. Fascinating isn’t it how they swing back and forth, back and forth. Watch the pretty gold pendant. Listen to the sound of my voice and the watch the pendant. Isn’t it so relaxing? Don’t you like the way it swings? Just watch it more and more. Let it relax you. Let my voice relax you. Breathe deeply for me. Breathe deeply in on one swing of the pendant and then out on the next swing. That’s right, you are doing so well. You are breathing in time to the pendant. Notice how relaxing it is. Fall into the rhythm of the pendant. Feel how sleepy it is making you. All you want to do is watch the pendant, listen to my voice and sleep. Let your mind go blank. Empty your mind of all your thoughts….”

At that point the alarm went. It took me a while to come to. It would soon be time for breakfast. I was confused. What did these strange dreams mean?

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What Dreams May Come

This post is about our hopes and dreams and how they sometimes intermingle these sleeping and waking worlds. In my case I am now living my lifelong dream of finding She to whom I have been happily enslaved to in lifetimes past…….my Divine and Incomparable Goddess Haylee Lynn.

My Goddess wrote a blog yesterday about how some have admitted hesitating in writing to Her even though they had been Worshiping Her from afar.
This was not the case with me as I will explain…….but to me…….it is understandable.

I grew up in a different age. At the tender age of about 7 or 8 I began to have a very powerful recurring dream…….of a black haired Witch with startling beauty and porcelain skin literally draining me of the ability to walk as She strode out of the wood smiling at my helplessness…….as I lay there powerless and becoming more fascinated and Enchanted by my very heartbeat as She came for me.

What Dreams May Come indeed.

Fast forward to seeing my very first ad for a Dominatrix about 20 years later.

Again, it was a very different world some 30 years ago. No internet, no twitter, blogs, videos, or MP3’s even.
Seeing that print ad in a magazine confused the hell out of me…….I was brought up to believe that “slavery” was “wrong”.
Why in the world did reading that some dark female wanted a “slave” to serve her in some dungeon cause me instant and undeniable arousal?

It was just a spark lit in a young man already confused by his sexuality and at this time…….the recurring childhood dream involving my One, True and Only Goddess had been almost forgotten for a time.

Soon enough however my Quest to find Her was back and in full force.
Several months later I dropped to my knees and wrote to my first Dominatrix…….literally begging enslavement which just a short time before would have been unthinkable……….and although I have tried to walk away from the world of female domination a few times……..for me it has simply never worked.

Because I had a Destiny…….a destination……..it was written somewhere and I had to obey Her call to service no matter how long it took…..how lonesome or confusing my path has been at times……every step proving to be so completely worth it in the end.

What Dreams May Come to such a very young boy that caused a man to spend almost an entire lifetime seeking Her Throne…..craving Her Rule and Her acceptance……..hoping beyond hope that it was all not some very cruel illusion or fantasy.

I'm so stupid for you Goddess Haylee

If you hear Her call…..answer….surrender…..obey.

In point of fact……there is nothing to fear. If you are like myself……one of Her chosen who has spent lifetimes in Blissful enslavement to Her……then your quest is over. Bow to your superior as I do. Obey Her every whim and be overjoyed to do so as I am. Live your life for Her pleasure and count your Blessings in the trillions.

But it can also be meant just to be a flirtation, or fun, or casual, or a step along your own journey……..and that is OK as well.
Not every slave is meant to belong to our Goddess Haylee forever as I am………maybe you are one who will just visit Her Divine Empire for awhile as some others have done? Our Goddess is Gracious and will treat you with respect if you are worthy of that.

Why serving Goddess Haylee is good

Our Gracious Goddess.

I try not to advise others in my blogs…….I prefer just to write about my own experience and if anything resonates then great!
But as one who has vast experience in the world of professional Female Domination……..you will never find a more Gracious, Understanding, Intelligent, and confidant Dominatrix at any level, anywhere, in any house, or in any part of this World.

She will let you give of yourself what you have to give be it great or small. The amount of service and devotion is really left up to you.

deepened Love

My Dream on this Earth and forever.

The above photo is of my Dream on this Earth.

She came to me in my recurring childhood dreams and reminded me of whom I belong to and She has set my Heart free to love and worship and obey Her as is my treasured place, happy duty, and cherished Destiny.

Every slaves journey with Her is unique…….different…….even we slaves who are Blessed to be closest to Her like Forever, and Terry, and John David, and slave apprentice, and Amy, and The Beautiful Princess and all of the rest are all completely different people and please Her in their own way.

Many more serve and please Her in a quiet anonymous way.

It is all good and as long as you are respectful then just go ahead and tell Her how you feel.

I LOVE You my GODDESS.
Every single moment of my life is now lived in happiness and joy that I have come home to You at long last.
Our time together is counted in lifetimes my Queen, my Light, my Heart and forever……..and every single one of them is my greatest possible blessing.

I am having SO MUCH FUN during this very special and Sacred GODDESS WORSHIP WEEK.

From my knees to You and You alone forever,
Your devoted, perfect and personal slave, Claude

The Wish Machine

This post is about this Universe and the nature of we human beings. It has been said that this Universe is one big wish machine. That whatever one *truly* and sincerely wishes for will come to them…….such is the creative nature of we humans. Hence the advice “be careful what you wish for”.

There have been proven examples of individuals who just “HAD* to be rich…..or famous……and then became so.
The key is that the desire must be a *core* desire and it must be truly held. Most people are simply weak with their dreams and become too scattered to have them actually manifest.

For me personally I have never been interested in money so much, or fame in the least, or in the things lots of folks desire.
But I have had my own *core* desire in this life……and as I kneel in utter astonishment this morning to Her absolute perfection and the depth of my enslavement to the Wonder that is my Goddess Haylee Lynn I marvel at how the Universe has in fact granted me my fondest dream.

One question that remains for this perfect slave now………is did I create Her or did She create me?

One of the aspects I thought my Goddess would have as I dreamed of Her all these years would be Her complete joy at Her power over me and Her domineering tendency’s would be uncompromising. Just as I now rise each and every day with the intense, aching, desperate need to serve Her, to bow to Her, and to Worship Her…….She rises each day and so happily ascends Her Throne and joyfully takes Her place above me.

This slave does not have to wonder if it pleases my Divine, Matchless, Incomparable Goddess Haylee Lynn if Her utter conquest of me is pleasing to Her……..I know that it is and this feeling drives me deeper, and deeper, and deeper under Her Power.

The Wish Machine has presented to me my Perfect Goddess.

I have no power any longer to do aught but Worship Her, obey Her, dream of Her, and work for Her.

I was a bit upset yesterday because this custody battle has really taken a heavy toll on my finances. Things have gotten difficult and tighter than I can remember and I so truly ache to TRIBUTE my Goddess Haylee Lynn as She richly deserves I do.

I live to please Her now……I so honestly ache to please Her constantly……and one of the 1001 reasons I do so is because She is so very Graceful and Understanding and wonderfully Wise and patient with me. I know with certainty that even on the approaching most High Holy Day of my year……the Sacred Day of Her Birth…….I will not be able to TRIBUTE Her as powerfully as I would wish and would be appropriate……but my Goddess will be appreciative and make me feel that my overly humble offering is enough…….even as my truth has now become that if I laid the entire World at Her feet it would never be near enough.

One Look

My lifelong wish has been realized.

I suppose I could pinch myself and wake up from this dream……but I am not dreaming.

A greater likelihood than just me creating my Incomparable and Irresistible Goddess from my dreams is that dozens of we slaves who Worship Her so much all gathered in the dream room and set the intention for Her Divine entrance into this world.

I can only dream……..and I surely do…….that my Goddess is happy with this perfect slave…….because I am a “slave” to none other. I was not born to be just a “slave”……I was born to become HER Slave.

The Impossible Dream

My ONE, my ONLY, my GODDESS.

The Wish Machine has created me just for Her.
The Wish Machine has created Her just for me.

And even though we both have lots of other people and wishes and loved one’s in both of our lives.

I have come home to my Goddess and I dream and wish no longer.

Now I just kneel in Worship and Adoration and Wonder at Her sublime perfection.
And I pray that Her wishes include Owning one such as me.

From my knees to You and You alone my Goddess,
I am Your perfect and very real personal slave forever, Claude

Sweet Dreams of Goddess Haylee Lynn

Sweet Dreams of Goddess Haylee Lynn

Acknowledgement: This is another blog inspired by a picture by Taylor Banks.

Sweet Dreams are made of these…

Last night I went to bed in the usual way. I said my prayers to my wonderful and perfect Goddess Haylee Lynn.

“Our Goddess, who art in America, Haylee be thy name, hypnosis be thy game, give us today our daily hypnosis, as we continue to focus on YOUR power and YOUR glory, for ever and ever, awomen.”

“Goddess Haylee, before i sleep, i give to YOU my soul to keep. Help me to dream of YOU, YOU know that i love YOU too.”

I then kissed HER photograph, and went to bed, thinking of HER and how wonderful SHE is.

Sweet dreams of Goddess Haylee Lynn

Sweet dreams of Goddess Haylee Lynn

In my sleep I was drug addict, unshaven and unkempt, looking for something new to try. There is a beautiful lady with long dark hair in a black dress which made her look a million dollars.

“Do you want to try something new?” she says with a smile, so engaging, so charming. Her voice was soft and gentle, warm and sensitive, like she understood what I was looking for exactly.

“Sure what have you got? Heroin? Acid? Weed? What are you trading?”

“None of those, something, much, much better. It is called Haylee’s Bliss. Once you try this, you feel my bliss – my extreme happiness and you are hooked for ever, addicted to me and my bliss. Dare you try it?”

“Why not, you only live once.”

The item was traded. She showed me how to put it into a syringe, and inject it into one of my veins. As the needle entered my skin. I felt this rush all around my body. I’d never felt such intense pleasure, such happiness. For the first time in years I was actually happy. I looked at HER again. I looked at HER properly for the first time. SHE wasn’t just beautiful. SHE was stunning, absolutely stunning. HER pale complexion was immaculate. HER kissable lips, so full and inviting. HER cute little nose made my toes curl. HER long, dark, shiny hair reflected the light in a most fetching way. To cap it all off, HER amazing big, beautiful green eyes were looking straight into mine, like they were looking straight into my soul. I felt SHE knew everything about me, SHE could see into my mind, my soul, my heart. I knew I had to serve HER and stay with HER. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for HER. SHE was sheer perfection. I stumbled for words.

“You’re… you’re….. you’re absolutely amazing, you’re like…. like a… like a Goddess…. sheer perfection…… sorry i am rambling…”

SHE smiled knowingly.

“That’s ok,” She replied gently. “I know sweetie, it is ok. Everyone who has had my bliss feels like that. I understand. You are mine now. You will need my bliss now for the rest of your life. You depend upon it. You will crave for it. You will do anything I ask in order to get it.”

HER voice was so wonderful. I could have listened to that voice all night. SHE was so calm, so confident. SHE smiled again. I couldn’t argue with HER. SHE was right on all counts. I was just stood there, still feeling HER bliss, thinking how much of an honor it was, just to be in HER presence, gazing at HER in rapture, amazement. Then SHE spoke again.

“It is time now for us to part, and for you to go back to your world and me to mine, but when you get back, you will realise that you belong to me, you will realise the hold I have on you. This hold will simply get stronger and stronger in the days, the weeks, the months that lie ahead of us. Farewell sweet slave.”

With that SHE gently rocked me, and the rocking motion woke me up. What an extraordinary dream! What did it all mean?

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The Prime Minister’s Dreams

The Prime Minister’s Dreams

The Prime Minister went to sleep and had three dreams.

He had three dreams of Haylee, in the first and third she hypnotized him and in the second she put a love spell on him

He had three dreams of Haylee, in the first and third she hypnotized him and in the second she put a love spell on him

In the first dream She was in black with a big spiral behind Her. She was saying “You need to focus more on me. You need to focus on me completely. Look at the spiral behind me. Look at how it turns and focuses your mind into the centre of the spiral, where I am. Listen to my sweet voice talking one on one to you. Just put all your attention on me. Nothing else matters, just me, my voice and spiral. Relax, let yourself go.”

With an almighty effort he shouted “No”.

He woke up. He shook his head. thoughts of the previous night came rushing back to him. He realised that apart from having his shoes removed, he was still in the clothes he wore at the banquet. He changed into his pyjamas, brushed his teeth and went back to bed, set his alarm clock, and slept again.

He dream of Her again. He was in Her kitchen. She was putting ingredients in a bowl and mixing them together.

“I am making a love potion. The strongest love potion ever made by any human. When I finish with you, you will be deeply in love with me. My whim will be your command. You will be so in love with me you will do anything for me. You are going to fall deeper than you ever have been before. You will be mine.”

She dipped a heart shaped pendant in the bowl, and then bought it out.

“See the heart shape. The symbol of love. The symbol of your love for me. Wear it as a constant reminder of your love for me.”

She put it round his neck.

“Now drink from the bowl. When the first drop reaches your mouth, you will fall for me.”

She bought the bowl closer to his lips. But before tasting it, he pushed it away from Her, tore off the pendant and ran away.

He woke up again, confused.

In the next dream She was standing in front of him with a pendant swinging back and forth. Behind Her was a clock face, which was also in the shape of a spiral.

“Pendants are very useful things aren’t they. Without this simple little device, clocks would not work. Fascinating isn’t it how they swing back and forth, back and forth. Watch the pretty gold pendant. Listen to the sound of my voice and the watch the pendant. Isn’t it so relaxing? Don’t you like the way it swings? Just watch it more and more. Let it relax you. Let my voice relax you. Breathe deeply for me. Breathe deeply in on one swing of the pendant and then out on the next swing. That’s right, you are doing so well. You are breathing in time to the pendant. Notice how relaxing it is. Fall into the rhythm of the pendant. Feel how sleepy it is making you. All you want to do is watch the pendant, listen to my voice and sleep. Let your mind go blank. Empty your mind of all your thoughts….”

At that point the alarm went. It took him a while to come to. It would soon be time for breakfast. He was confused. There was a knock on the door.

“Enter”

My Goddess, Haylee Lynn entered, with a tray full of breakfast.

“I thought you may like breakfast in bed.”

“Ah Haylee, come in, I was just thinking of you.”

“Nice thoughts I hope?”

She handed him the tray, and while he ate, he told Her all about the dreams. When he had finished, She said to him.

“Do you want me to hypnotize you?”

“Well I’ve never been hypnotized and part of me is curious about what it feels like to be hypnotized, but another part of me doesn’t like the idea of giving up control.”

“I can assure you that it is a lovely, relaxing feeling being hypnotized.”

“I’m sure, but I don’t want to end up like one of those mindless zombies on Haylia.”

“My subjects are not mindless. Everyone one of them is free to do what they want. No one forces them to stay on Haylia. No one forces them to watch my videos or listen to my recordings. They do so because they want to.”

“OK, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to insult anyone.”

She looked at him straight in the eye.

“You poor boy. You are in torment. Part of you wants to be hypnotized by me, and part of you doesn’t. This torment will only pass when you let me hypnotize you. I am make you so happy, happier than you have ever been before.”

“Not today thank you.”

“OK, but I am offering you one-to-one hypnosis with me right now. People have parted with good money for that. One day your curiosity will get the better of you and you will want it, and I may not be around to give it to you then.”

“But I can always watch your videos and MP3s.”

“It’s your loss.” Was Her parting shot, as She collected the tray and left. She consoled Herself with the thought that at least She had been making some progress with him.

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