The Goddess connection

The Goddess connection

I'm sitting quietly at her feet, my eyes fixed firmly to the floor, I'm in the presence of my Goddess, no slave could ask for more

Waiting patiently by her side, awaiting to do anything she asks, there to do her bidding, to carry out any kind of tasks

From bathing her so tenderly I love to brush her hair, to fetching her meals for her, to treat her with love and care

I carry her shopping for her, I'm honoured to be seen with her on the street, just to be right by her side truly is a special treat

I'm her submissive her confidante, often I'm her body slave, there to bring satisfaction, to bring her all that she might crave

She never tells me what to do, I just follow where she leads, she guides me with her body, I seem to know what my Goddess needs

We have a connection, it's almost like we're linked inside our mind, it's such a rare and beautiful thing and so incredibly hard to find

Ron