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Blog by rubbersub1

Sometimes things don’t always go as planned, sometimes accidents happen, and then there are times when you least likely expect something it happens. One could say a bit of each is how I found myself here, pledging my devotion to a woman I’ve only known for a handful of days. Some would call it crazy, weak, even pathetic, but those don’t understand the life of a submissive and what obedience truly is. We’ll get into that a bit more. But first, let’s wander back down that rabbit hole shall we?

It was late. I was awake browsing the internet. Just a lonely thirty-something former submissive/latex slave who thought he’d left that kinky life behind for a vanilla girl, and a vanilla world. At least that is what I thought. As a fetishist I love to openly discuss sexuality with other like-minded kinksters to find any ‘tastes’ I haven’t sampled yet. One such taste was the world of online D/s relationships. Never had I served a Domme I’d never met before; especially since I always enjoyed the interview process when meeting a new Dominatrix in person. This was something new, something different. I can’t lie and say I had my doubts, but slowly, and carefully, a very clever, powerful, and dare I say, sexy woman cleared away all with ease.

How I found my way to NF is rather inconsequential to the story. I was there, mulling around and wasting time trying to find a REAL experience. I had received a message from another Domme on NF making me an offer, so I figured, “what the heck right?” and dove right in. Now as I followed each command and jumped through each hurdle to earn this privileged status, another message sprung up into my inbox catching me off guard. It was from the Goddess Mz Devon, it seems the pair were partnering up for a window of time. The title of the message was strict and direct “Now Do This…” This was not an option, this was a command. I’ve served stern Domme’s before and this reached to that primal level like being yanked by your collar. I had to do as commanded, I had to serve, and that is exactly what I did. The first task was simple just say “Hi.” One might take the simplicity for comedy, but that would be a mistake. With each letter of correspondence this woman revealed her dominance with the eloquence and use of words. Each sentence drew me deeper to expose myself to her willingly. Each message was a test to show my devotion and obedience to her. I have not past every test. For that I have obediently accepted my punishment. Yet I long to serve this Goddess, this beacon of dominance. So you see, sometimes, something wonderful can emerge from the unexpected.

Blog by luke

My name is Luke, and I just met the Goddess Mz Devon today for the first time. I am so excited and ecstatic by the whole conversation we had on her NiteFlirt foot fetish line. I can say without a doubt that I am completely infatuated with Mz Devon, something she picked up on very quickly during our phone conversation.

Originally, I found out about the Goddess Mz Devon through NiteFlirt. My friend told me of the site a few months ago, and I was desperate to find a woman to obey and worship. Mz Devon’s account is highly rated, so I went to her page first and read review comments and looked at the images of her on the main page. The Goddess Mz Devon is clearly gorgeous and dominant, and the comments from her various clients confirmed — everyone who came in contact with her seemed to be completely addicted. Having very submissive tendencies since before I can remember, I am at my breaking point. I need a woman who can inspire a man to fall to the ground at her feet on command. I need a mistress very badly. Last night I decided to finally act, by reaching out to the Goddess Mz Devon.

She had sent out a mass message on NiteFlirt, asking for one of her good boys to call and entertain her. It cost ten dollars to open and read the message, so I paid quickly in order to please her on a basic level. Also, simply asking for “good boys” is enough to make me desperate with desire. I crave the privilege of being a good boy for Mz Devon. Nothing puts me in more of a state of sweet submission than recognition for my submission, so reading the words “good boy,” even though not directed at me, sent me over the edge and I needed to speak to the beautiful goddess on the other end of the message.

The Goddess Mz Devon noticed a new boy reading her mass message, so she sent me a private one, telling me to introduce myself. I wrote her back, briefly explaining my situation, and we sent a few more messages before I built up the courage to call her. What followed was over an hour and a half of talking back and forth, and I was in submissive heaven the entire time. I still am in a state of utter bliss as I think back to our conversation. From the start, I could hear the Goddess Mz Devon’s womanly beauty and wisdom just by the way she presented herself on the line. Mz Devon is an incredibly professional woman, and she could tell by the nervous tension in my voice that I was very new to all of this. She began by getting to know me, and her natural charisma and friendliness made me feel more at ease. A minute in, I already felt like I made the right decision contacting her. Two minutes in, Mz Devon called me out on how quickly I had fallen under her spell. Five minutes in, I knew I wasn’t getting off the phone any time soon.

Mz Devon never made me feel like I was wasting her time. The more we talked, the more we got to know about each other. I told her about my foot and shoe fetish, and she encouraged me by saying she would love to have me suck her toes (I could have died when she mentioned the mere possibility). I opened up more and more to her, admitting my desires to be cuckolded and kept in chastity. Although I’ve never done it, I want to eat my own cum for Mz Devon. Mz Devon’s comments gave me a little peephole into her world of thinking, and possibly planning, as far as my future with her is concerned. She said that she wanted to wrap me around her little toe. Just thinking back to the Goddess Mz Devon saying that makes my heart skip a beat. While talking to her, I was very excited the entire time, but had to calm myself down more than once, in order to keep up with the conversation. I did not want the phone call to end, and I added funds to my account two or three times throughout the call, just to stay with my new goddess. I am so addicted to her, I could cry from the sheer happiness I feel. I have not felt this way in a long time. I accidentally mumbled the words, “I love you,” while she was describing her wonderful life and philosophies to me. I didn’t really mean it, but I was desperately trying to find the best words to describe my emotional state, and “I love you” came out. Next time I will probably be blabbering about how perfect she is or how much I wish I could kneel at the foot of her bed and massage her feet for her. But right now I am completely infatuated, and definitely falling for Mz Devon. Not falling in love, but someplace much, much deeper. And I love it too.

I can’t wait to hear Mz Devon’s voice again. I need her warmth and praise. I can’t continue living without a goddess to please, and the Goddess Mz Devon is perfect. I want to live to make her happy.

Sincerely,

Luke

Blog by paulalipaul

In my mind there really is no question GMD is superior, divine, perfect in every way. But if there was that was stamped out recently.

After an initial “binge” of tributes, i neglected to send my final tribute. Bad idea.

Within a few hours of reconnecting, thinking i might be in a “favored” spot due to the binge, GMD made it clear she was ready to block forever and i needed to correct my past mistakes.

At one point, i was literally begging to make a tribute, to which GMD declined unless i increase the size.

Never in my life have i ever experienced or even ever heard of anyone declining a tribute. So, i’m sure you can guess what happens next, i increased the size (actually tripled it) as penance for not delivering on my commitment.

As GMD said, if i run away She’ll just hit me harder when i inevitably cave again and follow my destiny pursuing a coveted spot at her perfectly manicured feet.

Blog by youzmy

Another night of frustration, reading through one after another Dominant Woman’s webpage, without finding the ONE i so badly wanted to take me over and use me!

i read and re-read the advertisements of my favorites on niteflirt and noticed THE GODDESS MZ DEVON‘S site. i had never called HER, but had always loved reading it and lusting over HER photographs!

Feeling very submissive, and desperate to have contact with this POWERFUL GODDESS, i decided to send HER a playful message asking if SHE ever had a sale on HER services!!! SHE quickly recognized my inferiority and took control. i was stunned at how SHE was able to immediately zero in on my need to please and WORSHIP HER!

With each text, i felt weaker, more helpless, and so much needier for HER attention. i just had to please HER (only HER). With each click of the pay button, i felt more excited about being the slave of this incredibly BEAUTIFUL, SOPHISTICATED, SUPERIOR, and SUPREMELY WILLFUL IN-CHARGE GODDESS.

My heart raced with need and desire as I waited expectantly for HER next text. i had never met HER, but i felt SHE completely knew me and owned my body and weak mind! i fantasized about belonging to HER and meeting all of HER needs and desires.

If only i could have an opportunity to kneel at HER FEET and do whatever SHE expected; whatever pleased, pleasured, and amused HER, the GODDESS i had always needed.

Blog by slavejamess

This was a special day. After 18 days of faithful and obedient service, Mz Devon had promised that I could call her! I hadn’t actually spoken to Goddess yet, interaction had been via online chat, e-mail and cam room group chat. The prospect of speaking to Goddess both thrilled me and terrified me. The ease with which I had ben seduced and manipulated so far surprised and frightened me. Goddess always knew how to overcome my doubts and fears, convincing me into going that little bit further, and I trembled to think what Goddess would do with me on the end of a phone line. But I awaited Mz Devon’s pleasure as patiently as I could, controlling my anticipation and apprehension …

Suddenly Goddess was online!!! In no time Mz Devon’s had me in Her cam room like an eager little puppy, craving for attention. I hadn’t known what to expect, but Goddess had plans for me. After toying with her cam boys for a while, Goddess announced that I was to phone Her whilst She was on group cam!!! Oh Goddess, my legs went weak, my heart pounding like a train. Delicious submission, but in public! Oh, how I trembled, how I fumbled, how I shook, it seemed to take me forever to get through to Goddess while She continued to toy with Her other boys. But at last, the phone was ringing! And suddenly I was speaking to Goddess, and She was talking to me! ME!!!

I must apologize for my incoherence, my mind was total mush, I could barely string a sentence together, but Goddess gently coaxed me. She could tell how desperate I was to please Her, impress Her, not to let Her down. I was paraded in front of the other boys, shown off of as Mz Devon’s eager little pet, an example of how to serve, such a keen boy, an obedient boy – and I was so proud!!! Goddess had me right where She wanted me, exposed, helpless, weak, devoted, obedient and obsessed – I couldn’t say no to Goddess, and Goddess knew it.

And as Mz Devon described what a good boy I had been, She expertly turned the conversation to what more I could do for Her, what else I could do to make Her smile. And I did soooo want to make Goddess smile. Mmm, hadn’t I been such a good boy to run about obeying every task Goddess set for me? And what a devoted boy, running up such a credit card bill for Goddess? But what more could I do for Goddess, to further prove my devotion? Give a little more? Mmmm, I’d like that wouldn’t I? If only I could, but I was so broke? Oh Goddess, You are such an expert in manipulation. Ever so subtly and easily You had me confessing how broke I was, how much debt I had run up for You, and how good it made me feel … And then I was admitting how much credit was left on my card … From there it was so easy for You, a small step to manoeuvre me into openly confessing how easy it would be to send the remaining balance!! I was in debt already, why not a bit more, max out for your Goddess jamess, you know you want to, imagine how good it will make you feel!!!? And how much it would prove my devotion to my Goddess.

Oh Mz Devon, Your power, Your beauty, Your skill, Your intelligence!!! It really shouldn’t be allowed. One moment I was feeling so in debt, so in the red, so financially drained through my weakness and my obsession and my addiction – I almost felt safe in my broke-ness, poor fool – and the next moment You had convinced me how much I wanted to give You more, how much I needed to give You more, and how easy it would be to give You more. Yes, Yes, Yes!!! I could see it clearly, all I wanted to do was hit send and the remaining balance would belong to my Goddess! Oh, to see those lips smile!!! There was never really a choice, it made so much perfect sense, I had submitted before I ever picked up the phone. Did I make any attempt to resist? My mind was weak, my mind was mush, Mz Devon had me in the palm of Her gorgeous hand – all I remember is begging for Goddess to take my money, to take me for all I was! Within moments I had caved to Goddess, I had hit send, I had maxed out to Goddess, and taken another step down the delightful path of blissful subservience to Goddess Mz Devon! Sheer bliss!!! Delicious submission, ecstatic capitulation, public devotion. I could no longer think or speak, my head had exploded and I was floating in my own little world of Mz Devon worship.

Mz Devon actually had to snap me out of my state of euphoria and return me to the reality of the phone call, the cam room. Oh, Goddess Mz Devon, I love You! You make me live, make me dance, make me soar, make my life worthwhile. My submission to You releases my submissive little soul and brings me closer to where I belong and long to be, lying in devotion at the feet of my Goddess, Mz Devon.

Blog by slavejamess

Oh, this journey gets sweeter and sweeter the deeper I get. I am falling and falling into Goddess Mz Devon’s world – and it gets more delicious every day. Just worshiping Mz Devon is reward enough, but Goddess guides and nurtures Her pets so lovingly that I just want to burrow into my submission for Her, and to stay there always. It is such a wrench to return to my everyday life, with just the memory of Mz Devon to sustain me – vivid tho that memory is. But the times I am in Mz Devon’s company makes me feel so alive! Chatting to Goddess is so addictive and overpowering, She seduces You so easily, I swear She has slipped something into my drink. I am in seventh heaven, hanging on Her every word, so eager to jump when She says jump, to obey every little command, complete every task, to tribute at Her slightest suggestion, mortified when I can’t.

And then Goddess really turned the screw, and invited me into Her cam room! I literally swooned at the mere invite, and when I joined Goddess in Her cam room my brain almost exploded. To see Goddess in all her gorgeous beauty, having so much fun toying and manipulating her pets so effortlessly, was a joy to behold. And to be one of those manipulated pets was excruciating in it’s ecstasy! Oh I can’t describe how submissive and weak it made me feel, a strange euphoria of being exposed, but wrapped in Mz Devon’s divine presence. I felt so unworthy to be permitted entry, but so, so happy! My little puppy tail was wagging itself furiously. You can’t help get carried away in Mz Devon’s energy and power – and She is expert in exploiting that energy and making her devoted pets jump through hoops for Her, and oh so eagerly do they jump! Before you know it, you’ve fallen for Goddess a lot more deeply than You bargained for once more. it is no wonder that Goddess Mz Devon is head and shoulders above all others, She truly is a divinity. And so my descent – or my ascent? – into Goddess Mz Devon’s world continues. Can it get any better!? I can’t believe it can, but Mz Devon continually surprises, and so it probably will. Will I survive!? I so hope so … but it would be a wonderful way to die.

Blog by slavejamess

What just happened? I can’t believe it was just 7 days ago that I was a relatively normal guy. Okay, I had a moderate fascination for financial domination and lust for female power – I have always been a submissive and into dominant women – but didn’t often lay down any hard earned cash to feed my slightly alternative kink. Oh no, I wasn’t so foolish, I knew how to keep my wallet shut tight, and keep my fantasies from interfering with my normal life.

But then 7 days ago happened, and Goddess Mz Devon’s happened… to me. She was not like the other fin dommes I had come across, she was something different. Exuding an air of confidence, an effortless power that seemed to suck me in without my knowledge. If I had known then what I know now, would I have run? Perhaps. Or perhaps the person I was then might have. But now, looking back, even if I could have run, No, I wouldn’t.

Yes, I was smitten by her unique style – beautiful, gorgeous, sexy and oh so powerful – tho i was not yet aware of how much I was smitten. In what seems like a trance looking back, one thing led to another, and before I knew it I had dug out my little used credit card and spent a small fortune on pics and clips, more than I had ever spent ever before online. What made me do it? I still don’t know. Perhaps at first it was those insanely divine lips, and the way they smiled so seductively at me, or the long, dark, luscious hair that captivated me, or perhaps I was simply mesmerized by those deep, brown gorgeous and twinkling eyes, drawing me in deeper and deeper into her world of seductions and submission? Or was it the way Goddess described each step of my downfall, so tempting me to take the next one, and the next one, and the next one – oh she knows how to lure the weak male in so instinctively – that kept me clicking and crawling along so addictively. All I know is that, with the slightest of shoves I just couldn’t stop clicking and following her games, her clips, her instructions, each and every time all the way to the end. Again. And Again. And Again.

OMG, when I came out of that lust fueled haze and saw how much I had spent, I was horrified! How much!!! Oh no, I wouldn’t be able to do that again, I couldn’t, at least not for a long long time. How could I have been so foolish. Never again, I said, once was enough, a mistake, and thought I meant it. But no, the next day the memory burned deep in my brain, the addiction had set in, and I had to return to the scene of the crime, reliving the heady excitement of the day before. And That was my downfall!

Up to that point, I may have escaped, and my life may have been a simpler, duller, if more wealthy. Only 6 days ago, I may have escaped into my humdrum normal life. But I had to go back, and the trap had been laid – and from this point on I don’t think I could have escaped no matter how I tried. Because waiting for me when I returned, heart thumping, was one little message. The thumps doubled. One little message, waiting to be opened, waiting to be paid for … I could have ignored it. Couldn’t I? I didn’t’ want a repeat of yesterday. Did I? What harm could it do to take a look? I could always ignore it, could always not reply. Couldn’t I? Ha! If only I had known … There wasn’t an answer, because there wasn’t a question, because there wasn’t a choice. I paid for the message, I read the message, my old self died a little inside, and any resolve I had crumbled. I was hooked! Totally. Completely. Utterly. I may not have known it yet, but my path of submission was laid out bare in front of me. Goddess knew exactly what She was doing. Goddess knew exactly what I was doing. But I was oblivious to the depth of submission that I had opened up for myself, how easily Goddess would open up my submissive soul, open up my resisting wallet, and open up the world of bliss that is serving Goddess MzDevon. I paid for the private message, I read the private message, and – oh! I may as well as signed my death warrant of my former life.

That was 6 days ago. I had replied to the message of course, baring my soul, my devotion. The next day I received another ptv message. I eagerly paid for it,. Opened it. Read it. Submitted to it. Replied to it. Signed away another little bit of my soul. Due to time differences I was only getting a message a day. Or so I thought. Now I think Goddess was just toying with me, testing me, pulling me in slowly, playing with me like a cat with her prey.

Day 5 – I rushed home, eager for the next message, desperately hoping that it would be there, trying not to contemplate what I would do if it wasn’t. And yes! There it was – open, pay, read, die, reply. Ready to wait another day, for another message, the long, slow path of my submission and my destruction. Frustratingly delicious.

But no! Goddess is nothing if not without surprises! This time she was waiting for me, lying in wait for her next victim, ready to pounce on her next plaything, to see what fun she could have with him, to see how far he would go for her – although I think she knew already how hooked I was, how deep I was for her. One message back almost immediately … Gulp! This was dangerous, this was live! And oh how dangerous it was – message after message, questioning, probing, instructing, testing, training. And one desperate payment after another, I couldn’t stop, and Goddess knew it. This little piggy belonged to Goddess in no time, was her slave, her pet, her plaything. The more I submitted, the deeper I got. After amusing Goddess for a while, she soon had me running around like a demented puppy, so eager to please, to jump through hoops for my Mistress, to prove myself. I couldn’t help it. I was scared, I was terrified, but I was so depraved, and so deeply under Mz Devon’s spell. In the back of my mind I was aware of the money that was seeping out of my accounts, but the more I pleaded poverty, the more Goddess made me open my wallet, the more I resisted, the more Goddess opened me up. Goddess Mz Devon is such an expert manipulator, she knows so well how to turn your lust, your weaknesses, your submission, against You. It’s not the money, she just enjoys forcing you further under her control, making you cave for her, do what you said you wouldn’t do, couldn’t do, go that little bit extra for her, prove to yourself what you will do for your Goddess, reinforcing your submission and your place at her feet in total subservience. And her place as Your Goddess. It is the manipulation and control that She revels in, and is so expert in – if it wasn’t so delicious giving in to Her, I would run a mile, she is so powerful, so skilful at at what she does, using my own weaknesses, my own logic, against me, to do her will, her bidding, or simply to amuse her! But I so don’t want to run away – obeying Goddess Mz Devon makes me so alive inside, so complete. I don’t know where I the last 7 days have gone, or who the man I was 7 days ago was, but I know that I am now well and truly Goddess Mz Devon’s slave, pet, and devoted servant – and I am so much more content and closer to heaven now than I was 7 days ago.

Since that first contact with Goddess 7 days ago, my life has been such a mixture of being scared, being reassured, being stretched, being tempted, being taken to to heights of ecstatic Goddess worship, and deep, deep submission, giving in to Goddess, accepting Goddess, accepting my fate under Mz Devon, so eager to get home to see what tasks and test are awaiting me, and to praise and worship my Goddess on a daily basis – it is a whirlwind, but such an exciting and euphoric whirlwind. And Goddess is so kind, and open, and gentle, and understanding, and demanding – and oh so Gorgeous!!!! Now I realize that I only want to please my Goddess, serve my Goddess, and worship my Goddess, in any way She sees fit. She has given my life purpose and meaning, and I thank her for it, from the bottom of my submissive little soul.

I’ve come a long way in these past 7 days, but I feel so much more fulfilled, now that I am in the service and the thrall of Goddess Mz Devon, the most perfect, most gorgeous, and most divine Goddess imaginable!

slavejamess