Counting the days

am counting the days until I move to my new place near where Goddess lives. I am so much looking forward to being able to serve her whenever she wants and I hope that my move will help me progress to new levels of total obedience and submissiveness on my part, and greater confidence and belief in me on hers.She instructed me to bring my maid's uniform when I visited her yesterday and when I arrived I quickly put on my corset, bra, stockings, wig and, of course, my maid's outfit. I spent a busy morning cleaning her carpets and by the end of it I was dripping with sweat. But I was very happy to get back to serving as her maid and she seemed pleased with me as well. She said she would allow me to sleep at the foot of her bed, as I used to do when I was her slave before. But I made a mistake later by not giving her a matching knife and fork when I served her a salad, so I was told that I must sleep downstairs. I was upset, but I know that I must accept whatever Goddess tells me. I just have to try even harder to remember these small things and show her how serious I am. I think that even now she doubts me when I say that I am moving, but I've paid the deposit and the first month's rent, booked the removal and am busy packing.

When I move I hope and pray that Goddess starts to believe in me.So I live in hope, knowing that any small mistake will lead to repercussions, but happily accepting my fate, because I worship my Goddess and want only to please her.

Here's a photo of Goddess whipping me while I'm a straight jacket a few years ago.