My first session with my new Owner, Goddess Sativa.

Becoming her sissy slut.

I remember the day I met Goddess Sativa in Washington DC, that day will be forever burned into my mind. When I first saw Goddess I knew in about 1 tenth of a second that this was who was going to control me, I remember instantly feeling that this person, this women, this stunning Goddess was going to own me that I would be enslaved to her and would probably end up in being her toy, or maybe that is what I was hoping for, no it was what I was hoping for, in fact I wanted to beg her right there to be owned by her.
So I am led to this room and instructed to wait, sit down, relax the Goddess, Goddess Sativa will be with you in a few minutes. As I sat there nervous, scared definately scared maybe even terrified, I mean I have seen a few Mistress’s and all but this was a whole new level, the Goddess Level, her level.
Then out of no where the door swings open and in struts this amazing Goddess, this Goddess of perfection, when Goddess is present there is no doubt who is the one in control, Goddess Sativa has this way of seeing right through you, she could make ANY man submissive to her and I do mean any. Goddess Sativa had this effect on me one that I still cant even explain to this day, Like I am under a spell or something, I have been since that day in DC.
Anyway the session was the best I can ever remember and that was not even her own dungeon, since it was in DC. She then ordered me to strip everything off and watched me do this but when I did it reveled that I was clean shaven and wearing panties and thigh high stockings which brought about much enjoyment for the Goddess, I hoped this would please the Goddess and I think it did since I now wear panties everyday for the Goddess I felt this instant connection with the Goddess, I so wanted to please her that day. I wanted to prove to her that I could please her, I mean I felt so grateful just to be in her presence. I think I took it well as she strapped me to a bed and whipped and spanked me like I was a school girl or something, it was almost rhythmic. My ass was hurting for like a day and half I have to say and I think she was holding back because she knew I couldn’t take everything she could dish out. Her domination of me was as much sensual as physical; she could have had me do anything for her that day or any day actually. Next the Goddess told me that it was time to earn the title sissy slut and made me do nasty, kinky things. I worshiped her strap-on as much as I could, I had to impress Goddess Sativa, I was then informed that it was time to be completely owned and she laid me down on my back, took my legs and put them high in the air and slowly teased and tortured me, before claiming me as hers and owning me for the first time, I write this now as Goddess Sativa's slut, and am owned by her and it is my desire, duty and privilege to please the Goddess in Any way.
I will do anything to please Goddess Sativa as she owns the very breaths that I take, she owns it all and my only place is on my knees worshiping the heaven that is Goddess Sativa. I feel so at home at her beck and call, being on Goddess Sativa’s leash is where I belong.