After serving as Goddess's maid a couple of weeks ago she instructed me to dress in my maid's outfit again later in the week. I dressed carefully (I thought I looked pretty good actually!) and prepared everything for her. I served some champagne and food and looked forward to an exciting evening. But unfortunately she was upset with me over something I had failed to do earlier and left after an hour or so. The week I had been looking forward to turned out to be a disappointment and Goddess said I had ruined it for her too. I was looking forward to being 'overdosed' on her golden nectar as she had threatened, but didn't get a drop, and when I brought my rubber bondage suit to her house on her instruction one day she changed her mind later.
Being a slave can be tough. Goddess is a fantastic person and I wouldn't want to change my situation. I love being with her and doing everything I can to follow her instructions to the letter. But she is very demanding and I know that any slight deviation from what she expects will be punished. Sadly, the punishment doesn't take the form of a whipping, but a telling off. I am usually back to square one again and have to try and rebuild her belief in my abilities as a faithful slave.
This week she suggested that she might be interested in hiring a dungeon locally and I phoned the lady who runs it to get information for her. The dungeon has a bondage bed, whipping bench etc and sounds great, and I am hoping that Goddess will want to take it forward. Whatever happens I am devoted to her. Her cousin visited her at the weekend and she recognised my devotion, as Goddess - and her cousin - sent electric shocks through my balls via the remote control dog training collar. Now I have to convince Goddess that I'm not a complete waste of time. I'm not doing very well at the moment, but I will keep trying. Happy days!
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