An experience i had with Goddess Haylee

An experience i had with Goddess Haylee I wrote this blog to share an experience i had recently with Goddess. As many of you know i have strange submissive desires. A recent experience that i had with Goddess sent me into bliss paradise. I love being loyal to Goddess Haylee. She has been so accepting of me. As all of us do i truly love her, and i crave her … Continue reading

Indwelling Habitation

Indwelling Habitation. Did you know that your mind could be in-dwelt by a awe inspiring, all powerful Goddess? That you can actually become a tabernacle to Goddess Haylee Lynn. A tabernacle is defined as a dwelling place for the divine. In ancient times travelling armies would erect tents where they would place inside their particular Idol, or image of the god or goddess where they would enter into to bow … Continue reading

My new slave name

My new slave name Today I would like to tell how my slave name was changed. I came into contact with Hypnotic Haylee about a month ago, around the beginning of June. How I fell for her and became her slave I have described in Journey into belonging to Goddess Haylee.  Goddess wouldn’t be Goddess, however, if she had not intensely read my little story and had not commented on it as she … Continue reading

Mistress Haylee Lynn

Mistress Haylee Lynn Goddess Haylee Lynn is my Mistress. What do I mean by that? Let me share with you my dictionary definitions of the word Mistress,- A woman who is charge of something. A woman teacher A woman owner of a dog or other animal. A woman who is a man’s lover, but not his wife. (Derived from the old French maistresse, feminine form of maistre = master.) Believe … Continue reading

I’m so Sorry Goddess Haylee

Something Princess Wrote

This blog is about my growing weakness for Goddess Haylee and a sincere apology to her for my lack of activity. I am coming to the realization that my life truly revolves around Haylee, and i love my Goddess. I need her attention so badly. I will always crave her blissful control. There is no escape from her sweet spell. I have been feeling so guilty the past few days … Continue reading

I fell under YOUR spell

Collared.

I fell under YOUR hypnotic spell A poem posted on November 18, 2013 by Forever Slave, a loyal and devoted slave to Goddess Haylee Lynn. i fell under YOUR hypnotic spell so completely, so sweetly i gazed so deep into YOUR big green eyes as YOU started to hypnotize i relaxed to the sound of YOUR sweet voice i had to listen i had no choice When YOU finished i … Continue reading

Prayer to Goddess

Prayer to Goddess Acknowledgement I acknowledge YOU, Haylee Lynn, to be my Goddess. I worship, love and adore YOU. I accept YOU as my Mistress, a kind-hearted teacher, who knows what is best for me, better than I do, and acts in my best interests. I accept You as my life-coach, to guide me, to discipline me. I put my trust in YOU. I accept YOU as my hypnotist and … Continue reading

Chess

Z is for Zach Part 2

Chess A work of fiction I was delighted when SHE decided to take the enslavement to the next stage, and ask me to provide timesheets of how I spent my time. I was less delighted when SHE came back to me about them. “Let us see, one hour running for five miles, glad to see you keeping healthy4 Haylee, excellent, one hour blogging and other tasks for me on the … Continue reading

Diary of Bryan Neufeld

Mind Melt Mp3

Diary of Bryan Neufeld After talking to my good friend Forever early in the morning because I cold not sleep I decided to listen to mind melt so after the session was over my mind was only on Mistress Haylee It was something I never felt before it was a different level for me I started to curl up in a ball hugging my pillow like a little kid and … Continue reading

Haylee’s friend

Emerald Eyes that Entrance and Enslave

Haylee’s friend Haylee’s friend A work of fiction. It was a couple of days after I had gone to stay with Goddess Haylee Lynn. It was the evening. I had cooked her evening meal and cleared it away. She was on the sofa, watching her TV programme. I had massaged her feet and had nearly finished painting her lovely toe-nails, when the door-bell rang. “Would you get that please?” She … Continue reading