My perfect Goddess

Goddess really is the most perfect Mistress I could ever hope to meet. When I do something right she praises me and I feel incredibly happy, but when I do something that she doesn't like, which is all too often, she makes me feel like the cockless cunt that I undoubtedly am. I have experienced both of these extremes in the last couple of days but today she was pleased with me and gave me a glass of her golden nectar to drink, so I am in ecstasy.
She says that at the end of next month she will stay at my place for a week and I will overdose on her piss. I cannot wait. It tastes fantastic and I will feel great knowing I am recycling every drop she produces. I have been watching some of the extreme caning and whipping videos that have been appearing on Informed Consent recently and I wonder if she will whip me while I am strapped to my whipping bench. I'm not sure how I would take the extreme punishments, but I think that perhaps a weekly whipping would keep me in order. I am also hoping that Goddess will make me wear my rubber suit with breathing tube and lock me in the coffin shaped box for long periods, preferably while I am sedated so that I relax totally. It will no doubt be a sweaty and humiliating experience, but the feel of the rubber and the sense of complete helpnessness while under the control of my Goddess is something I really crave. I fantasise about Goddess using her remote control to send a shock through my balls as I lie there helpless, and occasionally unzipping the hood to let me drink her golden pee. All the while I am just a slave, unable to move or see.
Goddess will no doubt keep me busy over the next few weeks, helping her with her business, doing my chores and running errands. But she is the most beautiful, voluptuous black Goddess that anyone could imagine and I will do anything for her. If it wasn't for my chastity device I would probably have a wank every night. But the CB prevents that, so all I can do is admire her beauty, obey her orders and feel my pathetic prick straining against the CB. I am a happy slave to Goddess!

In the country

It's now over two weeks since I moved to my new cottage in the country so I now serve Goddess on a daily basis. It's been a busy two weeks and Goddess has certainly put me through my paces, but it's great and I love it. I am only 15 minutes away from her house so I have been driving backwards and forwards to do chores for her, help her with her business and generally be available. She is a hard taskmaster and she has jokingly put a 'Retired and loving it' sticker on my car. I get very little time to laze around. But it is a privilege to be able to serve her every day and I look forward to seeing her whenever I am commanded to attend.
She has only visited my new home once but I am hoping that her visits will become more frequent in the future. I have quite a bit of BDSM equipment, including a coffin, whipping bench, rubber suit, whips, corset and handcuffs, as well as several maid's outfits, and I am hopeful that Goddess will wish to make full use of them in the future. She now allows me to drink her golden nectar on occasions, for which I am grateful, and I dream of 'recycling' every day. Most of the time I wear a chastity device and also the remote electric shocker when I am with her, and I enjoy the feeling of submission this gives.
I continue to disappoint Goddess however by not reaching her high standards sometimes so I know I must continue to improve. I love and worship her whereas I realise I am just a cockless cunt so far as she is concerned, but hopefully if I please her she may allow me to sleep on the floor at the foot of her bed sometimes and maybe even let me please her orally at some point in the future. I can only fantasise and do my best. She really is a wonderful and beautiful Goddess and I can't imagine a time in the future when I wasn't her slave.