The Conference

21 Days

All for Haylee

I arrived early so I could check into my room and get unpacked. John David arrived just as I was finishing ironing my shirts. We had agreed to share a room at the conference so that we could tribute the difference to Goddess Haylee.

Even though I count him among my best and closest friends, this was the first time I had ever met him face to face. He reached out to shake my hand and I gave him a big hug. “Great to finally meet you, my friend!” We looked at each other for a moment and I said, “You are even more fit that I thought you would be.”

“And you’re even…” He started to say.

“Don’t even say it!” I interrupted.

“Say what?” He said indigently.

“You’re either going to lie and tell me I look good, or be honest and tell me I’m even fatter than you expected. Either way…”

“You don’t look that fat,” he said trying to be reassuring.

“Thanks, I think.” We both laughed.

After JD had unpacked we headed down to the ballroom. Haylee wasn’t supposed to arrive for another few hours and we had both volunteered to get everything set up.

I met so many good friends for the first time. It was wonderful. I realized this was one of the ways Goddess Haylee had enriched my life. We all worked together as a team. All with only one purpose – to please our beloved Goddess.

Goddess was not staying at the conference hotel. It was one of the terms of her agreeing to do it. She would also do no personal sessions was another. She would come, we could worship, she would address the group and give out the “slaves of the year” awards. As a rule she never meets slaves, but now that our numbers had grown to the hundreds, some of us begged her. She agreed, for a tribute of $150,000. When we spread the word that Goddess would do a conference if we all tribute as much as we could, we came up with $210,000 almost $300 per slave.

Everyone had done their jobs, and things were all ready for our Goddess. The ballroom was filling up with over 200 faithful slaves. So many more wanted to be here, but couldn’t make it. Haylee would open tonight with her greeting and then go back to her hotel. Tomorrow there were workshops: How to go deeper for Goddess Haylee; Overcoming Resistance; Cock Camp 2; Goddess’ Special Sissies. Here it didn’t matter what you were into, as long as you were into Haylee. If it was okay with Goddess – it’s okay with her slaves. Everyone was accepted and loved.

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Goddess Haylee Is Everything

Her limo finally arrived. The hall was full. Goddess Haylee entered the room. Slaves started screaming and clapping. People were falling to their knees. Many were crying with joy. Goddess was in the building.

 

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slavejohn

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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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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